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"Master Chonglou."

"You're such an interesting person."

Chan Juan a face smile of toward heavy building say.

Chan Juan that pair of eyes that can talk, let a person's heart tremble.

"Chanjuan saint."

"You mean, are you fascinated by my handsome appearance?"

"If you want to make a promise by yourself, I'll give it to you with reluctance."

"If you marry me, you will have many sisters with you."

Chonglou a little fly, said self.

Maybe it's because of Gong Yu and Wu Xue.

Maybe it's because there's no Duanmu Qianxue watching.

The women couldn't control the Chonglou.

The nature of Chonglou is completely exposed.

Shangguan binger, Zhu Yun, Nan Qingxuan, Wu Xue and other girls all scold Chonglou for being shameless.

This bastard, this kind of shameless words, even his face is not red and he is out of breath.

It's not a thing.

The women scolded the tower in their hearts.

One day on the side of the direct anger.

"Chonglou, dare to insult Chanjuan, you want to die."

Shan Tianyi roared angrily.

However, Chonglou just looked at it with a smile.

There was no recovery in a single day.

"Shan Tian Sheng Zi, don't get excited."

"The son of Chonglou is joking with me."

Chan Juan said to Shan Tian with a smile on her face.

Chan Juan opens her mouth. She just shut up one day and sits on her seat.

However, the strong sense of killing in one day's eyes almost wanted to kill Chonglou.

Chanjuan looks at Chonglou with a smile.

Those big talking eyes are still shining.

"The son of Paris."

"If you want me to take a fancy to you."

"It might be a little bit difficult."

"If you can surpass me, maybe I'll think about it."

Chan Juan said with a smile.

As soon as he said this, Shan Tian, the fierce blood, and even the martial arts around him, all jumped in their hearts.

According to Chan Juan.

If we can surpass her.

So you can get her?

"Chanjuan saint."

"I seem to be more in line with your requirements."

"Or how about you and I as partners?"

After Chanjuan speaks to Chonglou.

A voice, suddenly.

This voice, but a bit of a knife to seize the feeling of love.

It was a man in a blue robe.

The man's body, but there is a sense of netherworld.

However, what he practiced was not jueyou's pure spirit of the nether world.

To be exact, it should be the power of ice, the power of the nether world.

The pure air of the nether world, the power of the dark is a little stronger.

However, in this man, what is more intense is the power of ice.

"Lingxiao spirit, you are in the holy land with countless saints."

"I hear you have ten wives and concubines."

"I'm afraid I can't stand the beauty of Chan Juan and Pu Liu."

Chan Juan said with a smile.

The meaning of this word is naturally to refuse this man called Lingxiao spirit.

"Chanjuan saint."

"I don't understand."

"Why is this heavy building OK?"

"I can't?"

"Although I have ten wives and concubines, it's the same with this heavy building."

"Moreover, he is the God of light from the wild North."

"This kind of garbage power and garbage identity can't be compared with me at all."

"Moreover, my strength, also far crush him

"Even better than Chanjuan."

"With my strength, I don't know why I can't marry Chanjuan."

Lingxiao spirit a face very not happy say.

When it comes to life experience and identity, he and Chan Juan are almost the same.

When it comes to strength, he is one point better than Chan Juan.

It's not much better, but it's stronger.

Lingxiaopu thinks that she and Chanjuan match each other.

But Chan Juan's refusal made him very unhappy.