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Here, Xiao Yao was lying on the half-demon, his heart bubbling with beauty.

On the other end, two groups of outside disciples who were not good at learning came together to exchange information briefly.

"Hey, what's going on? Why is he stuck here again?"

"Hey, I didn't want to seek bad luck on him today, but before my brothers even said a few words to Xiao Yao, he jumped out to fight against the injustice. If he still wants to show off his strength when he has no ability, then he deserves to be beaten."

"What about you, what did the little girl you brought here do?"

"Huh? She... uh... little junior sister can't handle her own weight. She wants to be beautiful and save the hero. As senior brothers, we shouldn't teach her that people's hearts are sinister?"

The leading outer disciple looked up and down at Xiao Yao, who had been unable to get up for a long time, and smiled evilly:

"How dare you show off with such a small body? Seeing as she is wearing such a big hat, is she also a half-demon and needs to cover her ears?"

His follower suddenly realized:

"Senior Brother Cao is right!"

"If you want to protect that bastard so much, maybe it's because we share the same ancestry."

The more Cao Jinge thought about it, the more he realized the truth.

He clasped his hands together, cracked his knuckles, and unexpectedly unleashed a stream of spiritual power, heading straight towards Xiao Yao's ear.

Xiao Yao's wide-brimmed hat was lifted off, and a strand of hair beside his ears was blown off.

Xiao Yao buried his face downward, hiding deeply in the shadows, completely covering his appearance.

The goal has not been achieved, but it cannot be recognized.

"Go and see our little junior sister's true face in Lushan."

Cao Jinge's little follower received the signal from his elder brother's eyes and stepped forward quickly, reaching out to grab Xiao Yao's shoulder, but was separated by an arm.

"Hey, are you still protecting me? Keep fighting!"

When Cao Jinge saw that this cowardly half-demon still dared to stop him, he instantly became furious.

The follower obeyed the order and kicked at the two of them regardless.

The half-demon's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Sister!"

Xiao Yao was grabbed by someone, and with a clever move, his position was reversed instantly.

The sound of breaking wind was very close at hand, Xiao Yao's back was pressed against the wall, and a hand was placed behind his head.

"Bang!"

The human wall in front of them seemed to have suffered a violent impact, and it staggered down suddenly, and the distance between the two people suddenly narrowed.

Xiao Yao's forehead hit the young man's chest, and there was a heartbeat louder than one in his ears, and the young man's suppressed and messy breathing came from above his head.

"Sister...don't be afraid..."

Xiao Yao could clearly feel the vibration in the half-demon's chest.As he spoke, the half-demon's chin brushed against the top of Xiao Yao's hair.

Xiao Yao's ears felt warm and he swallowed unconsciously.

Help!This little puppy is really good at it!

Xiao Yao, who calls himself the King of the Sea, has to admit that he was attracted by him.

Among the people who swallowed unconsciously were Xiao Yao and Qi Miao.

When they saw that Cao Jinge's men actually dared to attack Xiao Yao, they were so frightened that they couldn't breathe.

If you really accidentally hurt this big devil, how many lives will you have to pay for...

It wasn't until they saw the half-demon Cang Lan taking the initiative to act as a human shield that they regained their breath, and their legs became weak after realizing it.

I almost lost it, it was really scary...

Cao Jinge refused to give up.

"She is so protective. Could it be that she is your mistress?"

He directly summoned a lighting magic weapon and made it hover above Xiao Yao's head.

The dark corner was as bright as day, leaving the two of them with nowhere to hide.

"Let me see what kind of beauty it is that can make you so generous... big... big..."

Miss!!!

Cao Jinge looked at the beautiful face that slowly poked out from Cang Lan's neck, as if struck by lightning, and froze in place with a pale face.

He was all too familiar with that natural air of playfulness and that expression of satisfaction that he had found a new toy.

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