Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

who am I?

This is a good question.

Regardless of how meaningful Wang Lianhua is, for the person being asked...

It is impossible to tell him.

Smiling happily, the corners of Ji Xianjun's mouth turned up in an unspoken arc.

Seeing this, Wang Lianhua thoughtfully stopped holding on to this topic, pleaded guilty and went behind the screen to change back to Wang Shusheng's silver-gray gown.

As a handsome young man, he wears all kinds of clothes and clothes.

The women's red clothes are charming and affectionate, and the men's clothes are also very handsome.

Immediately, Ji Xianjun gave a compliment.

Wang Lianhua said with a smile: "Young Master Ji loves you. When it comes to appearance, this young master is clearly inferior to you."

This is not Wang Lianhua's modesty, but the fact.

Son of Thousand Faces, whose father is the King of Joy, and whose mother is Wang Yunmeng, who was once the most beautiful woman in the world. His pretty looks like his mother gave him exquisite facial features that ordinary people can't imagine, but even so, in front of Ji Xianjun, he is still the same as Rose The national beauty is slightly inferior to three points.

Originally, according to Wang Lianhua's thinking, no, it was the thinking of most people, no matter how they are praised like this, they should be humble and modest, but Ji Xianjun's modesty is a bit wrong.

"I don't rely on my face to make a living!" After finishing speaking, he paused, and said again: "Although I am indeed handsome, no one can compare."

Wang Lianhua: "..."

Wang Lianhua: "Hahahaha——"

No matter how the laughing self looks in the eyes of others, Wang Lianhua, who is still overjoyed, understands the meaning of Ji Xianjun's words.

Because Wang Lianhua also felt that she was perfect without any flaws.

The so-called "narcissism" is the proof of a good person.

All the people present were smart people, so when Wang Lianhua finished laughing, Ji Xianjun raised his hand in a rare and light respect, and replaced the wine with tea.

"mutual encouragement."

Wang Lianhua raised her brows on the spot, and the atmosphere became so heated.

"You want to find Gongsun Lan next?"

After laughing, he asked without looking outside.

In any case, they are all people in the same "Tao", Wang Lianhua is quite self-aware, and their type is actually not very suitable for the mainstream of the world.

People think that heroes should be informal, and men should be unrestrained and heroic.

But Wang Lianhua didn't think so, judging by his exquisite clothing, food, housing and transportation, it showed his attitude towards himself, he knew how to take care of himself better than a woman, it was the proof that Wang Lianhua was more like a son than a martial artist.

However, this does not mean that he has delicate skin and tender flesh, and is a delicate flower that cannot withstand the wind and rain.

At least this gesture fell into Ji Xianjun's eyes, and there was a kind of demeanor that was real.

That is the unrestrained and restrained after the wind and rain.

Judging by the state of mind alone, Ji Xianjun believes that Wang Lianhua's ability is one of the best in the world, she is a minority among the few, and a wonderful person among the wonderful people.

Sect Master Jingtian loves to get along with this kind of strange people the most, and every time he asks and answers Wang Lianhua, it always reminds him of the time when he was not a king.

Although I have never regretted it, I have to mention that after becoming king, he is still a little less free than the one who traveled around the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of this, Ji Xianjun shook her head and said, "She will come to me by herself."

"Did I bother you?" Wang Lianhua pressed her finger bones against her cheeks, her peach blossom eyes blurred and her eyes were blurred, and she smiled subtly, "I may really disturb you here."

Ji Xianjun didn't refute, Wang Lianhua's presence, whether Gongsun Lan came or not, would make the situation difficult to deal with, but it wasn't impossible to deal with it.

"Never mind."

Wang Lianhua got up with her arms folded, turned to him and said, "It's rare to have a confidant in life, but it's a pity that you never thought of pity for flowers."

Hearing the words, Ji Xianjun said without moving, "I actually love you very much."

This is the truth, Wang Lianhua can easily see it.

He didn't misunderstand like others, but he said with insight: "If you want to be friends with Wang Lianhua, you must have the awareness to be entangled in big troubles."

Ji Xianjun calmly said: "The person who can bring fun to Master Qianmian is not an ordinary person." After speaking, he himself laughed first.

Before he finished laughing, Wang Lianhua also laughed.

Wang Lianhua shook her head, a little bit of joy, a little sigh, different from the sense of destiny spontaneously felt when she first saw Shen Lang, the feeling of getting along with Ji Xianjun was too light, it was as light as being with a cloud of wind, Talking with the cloud can make people not have too many emotions, and it will not bring unhappiness inexplicably.

In short, one word - comfortable.

Getting along with Ji Xianjun is very comfortable, just based on this and the goodwill accumulated before, Wang Lianhua, who is not afraid of the world, is very willing to continue to live in harmony.

After all, he didn't come here to be his enemy.

He made an enemy for himself for no reason, and it was still an enemy that was difficult to deal with. The wisdom of the dignified son of a thousand faces would not degenerate to the level of a fool after a period of time.

The window next to the river is opened in a blink of an eye, and the clothes are fluttering, and the person has gone on the waves under the moonlight and stars,

Wang Lianhua walked away gracefully, leaving Ji Xianjun alone to get up and close the window, then turned around and dropped a letter thrown on it at some unknown time.

Open it along the creases, Wang Lianhua's Qingjun handwriting is smoothly outlined on the white paper, each stroke reveals the cunning of spirituality, Ji Xianjun read it at a glance, and suddenly felt that he hadn't chatted with him for a long time.

Gongsun Lan... No, it was Wang Lianhua who generously wrote it down where the five poisonous ladies are, so as to save Ji Xianjun from wasting time looking for it slowly.

"Pretty nice guy."

Putting away the souvenir after reading it, Ji Xianjun came up with an impression that would make people from Jianghu 20 years ago cry to death.

The Happy King, Wang Yunmeng, and Wang Lianhua who stirred up the bloody storm in the whole rivers and lakes back then were not the only ones who paid for it in vain. It is better to say that they are the lucky ones.

It can be seen from this that Wang Lianhua, son of a thousand faces, is definitely not a good person.

Getting involved is a big trouble that cannot be escaped. Shen Lang Shen Daxia had a special experience back then, but it is a pity that he couldn't rush to Ji Xianjun and tell him well.

Unaware that she made another mistake in common sense, Ji Xianjun walked calmly between the red lights and the greenery, ignoring the suspicious movements coming out of each room, and the occasional physical appearances she encountered were also unfathomable. Those who change the color can bypass it casually.

It may be that his posture is too magnanimous, making it impossible for people to think that he is actually the one who boarded the ship halfway, and the inadvertently exuded dignity also made many women who painted boats feel ashamed, and the well-informed bustard dared not approach him at all!

Mr. Gui, who was working on the boat, did not have the eyesight of the old bustard who had known people for many years. Seeing this, he couldn't help but said: "Sister, that one looks like a rich man at first glance. It doesn't look like you if you don't join in at this time?"

"Bah, what do you know!" The old bustard, who is not young but barely has a sense of style on the heavy makeup, glared at his godbrother, "What do you know, don't get close to people like this !"

Mr. Gui scratched his cheek in surprise, "Why?" He was not afraid of the madam's scolding at all, "He looks like he is looking for someone?"

The old bustard angrily said: "You don't listen to what I said, do you? If I tell you not to approach, don't go!" Twist his ears with one hand.

"Oh—yes! Yes, sister, sister, let go, let go! I was wrong, I just don't want to be curious!" Mr. Turtle's pinched ear was about to fall off, begging for mercy repeatedly.

After all, the old bustard felt sorry for him, so he gave him away, but he still told him worriedly.

"Wulin people are not something we can provoke in this small place. Have you seen his gait? Among the martial arts people that your sister and I have served before, there is no one as elegant as him..."

Speaking of this, she saw sharply that the person they were nagging glanced at like this.

Recalling that martial arts people have much stronger hearing than ordinary people, the old bustard turned pale and apologized to him in that direction. When the man looked away, she pressed her chest, her breasts under the palm of her hand were wrapped under the purple skirt, Her heart was beating so fast that she immediately stared at Mr. Gui in fear and told him to work honestly, and stopped talking.

These people from the rivers and lakes, even if they are doing low-end business, they can still avoid it!

Ji Xianjun withdrew her gaze, trying to forget that flattering face, it was also makeup, Wang Lianhua's makeup was natural and beautiful, seductive just right to highlight the femininity, the face just now... feels like it's falling off with a smile .

It didn't take much effort from deciding to enter the WTO, to recovering the seven emotions and six desires one by one, but the long-lost experience of the aversion to cold made Ji Xianjun inevitably associate her with the five-poisonous lady played by Gongsun Lan just now. The bustard compares.

Well, no difference.

This is an idea that can turn a charming five-poison lady into a crazy woman in an instant.

However, it didn't prevent it from flashing through my mind. After that, Ji Xianjun didn't show any strangeness to Gongsun Lan who appeared to dance on the grandstand of Louchuan Center.

Gongsun Lan is a beauty, and she is also a stunning beauty. She has the beauty and noble temperament like a fairy. It is a gift from heaven for a woman to have such a beautiful face, but her temperament and figure are even the same.

Of course, although the five poisonous lady she transformed into was not as beautiful as Gongsun Lan's real face, she was still a poisonous flower.

On the river, there are light waves, towers, boats and banks, and the drunk water is thick and long-lasting.

The wind of pity and flowers blows in from the empty window above the head, lifts the floating gauze hidden outside the stage, blows through the shawl wrapped around the arms, and lifts up a field of petals with the dancing posture.

At this moment, Ji Xianjun who was standing on the corridor on the second floor was caught by her eyes.

Three points of lingering, three points of ambiguity, three points of interest, and one point of scrutiny.

The weak and boneless slender waist folded down, and the necklace on the chest made a crisp sound, and a lotus flower that was about to bloom in the air just fell on her small belly button, and the music stopped, and the flower bloomed.

"..."

The silence in the boat was scary, and then there was an astonishing enthusiasm that burst out after suddenly regaining consciousness.

I have to say that this woman Gongsun Lan really understands men's thoughts too well!

Ji Xianjun held on to the fence, thinking so.

The author has something to say:

The main characters I write seem to always be seduced by beautiful women?Could it be that I am actually a blue boy with a big dick in my heart? ?