A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.
With his half-demon heritage, he carve...
"Forehead..."
Ruo Tinghan glanced at him and said indifferently:
"What's wrong? Did you start sticking to Kun Kun?"
Wind chimes: ? ? ?
"no!"
Would anyone stick that thing on Kun Kun?
After all, you have to slap it down really hard when you put it on.
It's the same when you tear it off.
Ruo Tinghan smiled:
"Where is it pasted?"
Fengling turned around somewhat helplessly and pointed to her own buttocks.
If you hear the cold: ...
"You're really good at sticking things on."
Feng Ling blushed.
"That fat bastard with the two hundred dollars put it on for me!"
Ruo Tinghan didn't say anything, but simply said:
"That's pretty twisted."
Wind chimes: ? ? ?
Lao Ruo, you've been talking a lot today!
Suddenly, Fengling felt a chill on her bottom.
Ruo Tinghan directly pulled down his pants.
A large bag slammed down.
Snap—
A crisp sound!
The blow was really heavy; there were still wounds on the body, but Ruo Tinghan showed no mercy!
This caused the wound to burst open immediately!
"ah--"
The wind chime let out a miserable scream.
"Hey! Damn it, that's not over there!"
He clutched his buttocks, on the verge of tears.
Ruo Tinghan smiled subtly and said calmly:
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Honestly, I didn't hear a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
Then he raised his hand and delivered another heavy slap!
Snap—
"ah!"
Another scream rang out, but this time, it hit!
A flash of golden light appeared on his buttocks, and the lucky charm lit up.
The talisman was already clearly torn.
A faint black mist emanated from the crevice in the middle...
Ruo Tinghan said calmly:
"This lucky charm is about to give out."
"Then what should we do?"
"You have two options now. One is to put up another lucky charm and cover both of them together."
“One way is to tear up the lucky charm and release all those monsters. I will help you devour them all.”