"You look beautiful when you smile."
"Like flowers blooming on a grave."
Jiang Qiao picked up a knife and patted the young commander's face with it. To be fair, the man was tall and well-built, and not bad-looking either. He was far better than Ma Liu.
He would be perfect as a gift for that rich woman who liked playing with steel wool.
Maybe if the rich woman was happy, she would even make him soup herself. According to the plot, he would definitely resist, and then the rich woman would slap him across the face and roar, "Drink!"
Hmm.
That rich woman was 1.7 meters tall.
Very nice.
She weighed three hundred pounds.
Uh... Maybe he would also find a handsome man who truly loved her, like you on the other side of the screen.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you attack the city guards? Do you want to rebel too?"
The commander who had previously been defeated and beaten badly began shouting the moment he could speak.
But the young commander beside him felt his heart sink.
This was bad.
The scene before him, along with the reality that his body had been restrained, made him realize that he had probably encountered a Xiantian Expert comparable to Lord Zhu!
Xiantian Aura!
That was what this world called a "Ghost Domain."
An absolute domain!
Absolute suppression!
Once Martial Artists below the Xiantian Realm entered it, they were effectively placing their lives in someone else's hands.
Their life and death depended on a single thought from the Xiantian Expert.
Without a doubt.
This young man who had suddenly intervened was a Xiantian Expert!
Damn it!
Apart from that old fossil from the Wang family, how could Lan Guan City have a second Xiantian Expert? And judging by appearances, he seemed