"Eh," Du Kang leaned back, trying his best not to touch this killer. Who knew if a small physiological reaction would cause the big seal to hit him. He replied nervously, "I'm just a Contractor, half a Ghost Messenger."
"The vitality in your body is simply unimaginable, and I also smell the aura of Buddhism and Daoism on your body. Were you a Rogue Cultivator before?"
The little girl seemed to be very interested in Du Kang. She didn't get up and simply stretched out her jade-like arms to push Du Kang against the wall.
Being pushed against the wall by a little girl who only reached his shoulder, Du Kang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He touched the tip of his nose and looked at the little girl with a smile, "I say, can you get up first?"
"Oh, you're quite conservative. En, no wonder, so you're still a virgin."
The little girl smiled ambiguously. She also imitated Du Kang and touched the tip of her chubby little nose. Her eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted to a certain part between Du Kang's legs.
'Oh my, little girls nowadays are really more vigorous than the other. They're not afraid of meat or vegetables.' Du Kang muttered in his heart. He leaned sideways against the wall and slipped out. He suddenly felt relaxed and looked at the little girl and said unhappily, "So what if I'm a virgin?
You've tried it before. "
As soon as the words left his mouth, Du Kang knew that he had said something wrong. He hurriedly covered his mouth. However, words that had been said were like water that had been poured out. By the time he realized it, it was already too late.
He only felt his vision blur. Then, his feet had already left the ground and he flew backwards.
"Xiao Pang!"
After Cang Jin settled the little girl and the few pitiful women, he also rushed over. When he saw Du Kang flying over, he raised his hand and threw out a long rope. He wrapped it around Du Kang's waist and pulled it back. He caught Du Kang and steadily placed him on the ground.
"Holy sh * t, so fierce!"
Du Kang had a lingering fear in his heart. He reached out to touch his body and found that he was not injured. Only then did he realize that the little girl did not mean to hurt him. It was just that he was too talkative, so she used her soft strength to slap him away. He let out a long breath and said, "Phew, my grandma, I was scared to death!"
"Mother-Child Yin Soul Ribbon, you really are an evil cultivator. Surrender now!"
As soon as the little girl saw the long rope wrapped around Du Kang's waist, she immediately frowned. She turned her little hand over, and a long sword appeared in her palm. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a cold light flashed. She pointed it at Cang Jin and scolded her sternly.
"Whether I'm an evil cultivator or not isn't up to you to decide. You so-called righteous sects are all like this. You like to put labels on others at the drop of a hat."
Cang Jin curled his lips and was very disapproving. Such a frivolous expression angered the little girl. She raised her hand and pointed forward. The long sword made a buzzing sound and scattered cold stars all over the sky, covering Du Kang and Cang Jin.
The cold stars were like the tip of a sword. The dots were fake, but the dots were also real. Du Kang felt as if he had been pierced by the sharp edge of a sword. There were seventeen or eighteen holes on his body that allowed him to breathe.
"What's so great about it!"
A delicate rebuke came from outside the window, followed by a green light. The green light swept over and broke the cold stars all over the sky. Only a green light was left in front of Du Kang, buzzing and trembling. It seemed to be very happy.
"Sister Chu!"
Du Kang recognized the green light in front of him at a glance. It was Weiwei's Natal Spiritual Weapon, Dragon Tongue Orchid. He could not help but cry out in joy.
"I heard you. I'm not deaf."
Du Kang's eyes blurred. Weiwei's petite body was already standing in front of him. She grabbed the Dragon Tongue Orchid and carried it on her shoulder with one hand and put the other hand on her waist. She squinted at the little girl in front of her and sneered. "I thought it was some great immortal who came here to slay demons. It turns out to be you, Ran Jing. Long time no see."
"Yes, long time no see, Chu Weiwei. You are still alive. God really doesn't open his eyes!"
The little girl called Ran Jing was not a person to be trifled with. She retorted sarcastically. She pointed the long sword in her hand at Weiwei and said, "Chu Weiwei, we can talk about our grievances later. Now get out of my way."
Weiwei slightly raised her eyebrows and shook her head. She raised her hand to look at her newly manicured nails and said casually, "What if I don't let you?"
"Son of a b * tch, Chu Weiwei, I'm giving you face but you don't want it. Today, I'll let you know that I'm not someone to be trifled with!" Ran Jing said as she rushed forward. Weiwei also moved to meet her.
Two little girls, two long swords, two sword lights, two afterimages. Ran Jing and Weiwei were entangled in a fight. Clanging sounds could be heard. Sparks flew everywhere. Streaks of Sword Qi crisscrossed. If Du Kang and Cang Jin had not dodged far enough, they would have been cut into pieces like the marble floor under their feet.
"Holy sh * t. What is going on?"
Du Kang looked at what was happening in front of him. On the one hand, he was inexplicable. On the other hand, he was worried about Weiwei. He had just seen Ran Jing raise her hand and smash a big seal, burning a living person into ashes. If Ran Jing gave Weiwei such a blow, God knew if Weiwei could withstand it.
Fortunately, what Du Kang worried about did not happen. After fighting for a while, the two little girls suddenly separated. Ran Jing floated back and landed ten meters away. Weiwei retreated to Du Kang and stood in front of him with her sword. Her long hair fluttered in the wind.
The two looked at each other and did not speak for a long time. Du Kang and Cang Jin, who were behind Weiwei, had already held the Octupole Blast in his hand and the Child-mother Yin Soul Ribbon in his hand. They were ready to fight at any time.
"Hahaha …"
Suddenly, Ran Jing and Weiwei looked at each other and laughed. They were like old friends who had been separated for many years. They hugged each other and jumped together. They were very happy.
This time, Du Kang and Cang Jin, the two monks scratched their heads in confusion and stood there stupidly.
"I say, Ran Jing, why did you come to East Light Temple? You didn't tell me. You are so mean." Weiwei put her arm around Ran Jing's shoulder and said with a smile.
"Who knew that you came here to be a City God. You are also a civil servant. You are also powerful."
Ran Jing smiled and grabbed Weiwei's round chest. She said with envy, "You have put on weight again."
Weiwei also raised her hand and patted Ran Jing's chest. She stretched out two fingers and shook them at Ran Jing. She curled her lips and said with a smile, "Little airport, do you want me to teach you a method of second puberty? I guarantee that you will rise two cups in half a year."
Ran Jing's big eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed Weiwei's two fingers and asked in a low voice, "Chu Weiwei, is what you said true?
If you lie to me, I will skin you and make soup. "
"It's up to you to believe it or not." Weiwei pouted and turned her head. She said, "Anyway, I am not Princess Taiping."
Du Kang felt very embarrassed. His eyes involuntarily swept across the two girls' chests of Weiwei and Ran Jing. Sure enough, one was as round as Mount Everest, and the other was as flat as the North China Plain.
Du Kang felt that his gaze was already very secretive, but who knew that it would still be noticed by the two maidservants. The two maidservants seemed to have discussed this beforehand. One of them pinched his left ear, while the other pinched his right ear. Their two small mouths moved closer to Du Kang's ear and said in unison, "If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyeballs out and stomp on them."