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If you don't move, will you still not move the second time?What kind of witchcraft did Yang Jian perform on others?

"Where is Yuan Zhou!?"

"Don't hide and be a coward!"

"Come out, I want to make gestures with you!"

Yu Wenzhao was so aggressive that he put his hand on the sword at his waist and shouted viciously.

At this moment, a tall, handsome, even gentle young man beside him spoke in a very calm and indifferent voice, "Zhao Guogong, Yuan Zhou is here."

"Ho!"

Yu Wenzhao was startled, because the voice sounded from right next to his ears, and Yuan Zhou was clearly under Yu Wenzhao's nose, but Yu Wenzhao didn't notice it at all. He fixed his eyes and saw that the man who spoke looked like Yuan Zhou Almost the same, but...

Where's the beard?

Yu Wenzhao was stunned, and said strangely: "You...you are Yuan Zhou?"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, turned the meat leisurely, and said: "Yuanzhou, if Zhao Guogong wants to compete with you, then you can accompany him again. These chests are full, and I will roast them all for you."

When Yuan Zhou heard it, his eyes lit up immediately. He likes to eat beef. It was the first time he ate this chestnut. The taste was exceptionally delicious, even better than any beef. Yuan Zhou immediately seemed to have had chicken blood , arched his hands and said: "The humble general takes orders!"

Yu Wenzhao calmed down, "Shua!" He pulled out the sword at his waist, and rushed forward, "Shua!!" Another sound, the sword slashed towards Yuan Zhou's cheek like lightning, Yuan Zhou actually really He didn't move at all, still standing on the spot, clearly with a big knife on his waist, but he didn't even touch it halfway.

One of Yuan Zhou's hair fluttered to the ground, and Yu Wenzhao's long sword was already on his neck, Yuan Zhou turned a blind eye and did not move at all, as if there was no Yu Wenzhao in his eyes, and they were full of scorched fragrance. Overflowing, milky white and slightly yellowish chest.

Yu Wenzhao's eyes widened in disbelief, and said, "Impossible..."

Yang Jian smiled, just took out all the roasted breasts, put them in Yuan Zhou's Chengpan, and said: "Nothing is impossible, the charm of the domineering master, do you want to feel it too?"