Zhang Tianzhi: "No, I have to find time to find my destined woman."
Huang Feihong: "Between Aunt Thirteen and I..."
A group of single friends became anxious.
Even Jiang Asheng couldn't help but say: "If one day, my wife can do this to me..."
The inheritor of traditional Chinese martial arts: "Pfft, you expect Xiyu to seduce you like this?! I think it's more appropriate to expect her to stab you with a sword."
Chen Zhen: "I miss Guangzi, but I'm curious, what does sixty-nine mean? Why did Fengyi say that just thinking about it makes her excited?"
Thug in suit: “…”
Feng Yuxiu: “…”
A martial arts inheritor: "Maybe it's because it's really exciting? Anyway, I haven't tried it..."
Devil Muscle Man: "Back then, I... almost tried it."
Everyone: "Tsk!"
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After Fengyi left, Li Tianran turned off the live broadcast.
Time passes, night falls.
Jiang Asheng started live broadcast.
He was dressed in black and had a mask on, so his identity could not be seen. However, compared with before, he had a few more ordinary iron swords on his back, as if he was a sword seller.
West Factory Beauty: "What do you do with so many swords?"
Jiang Asheng: "Just in case, if I can't beat you, I want to change the factory to waste your time."
"I only want Rama's body!" the factory beauty emphasized immediately.
"Can!"
Lin Bin naturally would not miss this live broadcast.
In other words, everyone in the group was there except for Master Wang, who was busy with something unknown.
Although everyone is very enthusiastic and looking forward to watching Feng Yi get the anti-aging injection, no one wants to miss the battle between Jiang Asheng and the Wheel King.
"This battle..."
Lin Bin counted on his fingers and said, "Speaking of which, it should be the battle where the colorful performer died and Xiyu returned seriously injured. It was also the battle before Jiang Asheng dug out the sword and killed Lei Bin."
"But judging from the current situation, it will be brought forward."
“It’s going to be exciting.”
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Jiang Asheng hid in the dark.
At the beginning, there was nothing wrong with the plot and it was developing in the same direction as the original.
The juggler is exposed.
He wanted to drag Xiyu and Lei Bin to deal with the Chakravartin together, but Xiyu put down Rama's body and slowly retreated.
Lei Bin stood there without making any movement.
The juggler's face changed slightly, knowing that something was wrong.
"It's just as the mysterious man said. It's bad luck."
Wow.
His two swords burst into flames.
The Chakravartin rushed over, and on the other side, Ye Zhanqing, like a madman, held the Water-Repelling Sword in his hand to stop the drizzle.
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