"Ah!!"
Liu Ru Yan couldn't help letting out a coquettish cry, her face turning bashful and alluring.
In the past, she'd eagerly set up the artillery platform, but still hadn't gotten Director Qin to fire. She'd thought he disliked her, but who would've guessed he liked the traditional art of spanking to give the signal?
"Uh..."
Mu Xiu and the others' eyes twitched. They hadn't expected that spanking would be the signal.
"Wait..."
Master San Nong immediately panicked, insisting that he'd already reserved his spot.
But he soon understood what it meant to be the Liu Ru Yan Emperor. She didn't care about his feelings at all; she even pressed herself against Director Qin.
At that sight—
Master San Nong's heart instantly ached. He felt that his sugar-baby career was about to go under.
"Poor bald monk!"
Mu Xiu spoke with sympathy, but his grin was harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.
He definitely wasn't laughing at Master San Nong for getting dumped. He just couldn't stand seeing his brother live the good life, and didn't want to be left all alone the next time he went looking for fun.
Rumble!!
Deafening booms rang without end as a terrifying storm swept across heaven and earth.
But compared to Qin Hao, who possessed peerless talent; Zhao Changsheng, who loved keeping his cards close to his chest; and Xiao Bai, who left all the danger to his teammates, Yuan was getting beaten particularly badly.
"Pfft!!"
Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at his sword, sinking into thought again.
He'd clearly injured Long Aotian with a single sword strike just now. So why couldn't he deal that kind of damage afterward?
"Is Yuan up to it or not!?"
Seeing Yuan falter, the Golden Crow Avatar immediately pulled Liu Ru