Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 85 Beauty is a bit poisonous 26
Just one word away!

Yan Ge was so angry that he almost slapped his thigh!

What are you doing talking so much nonsense before you die?
Don't know the key point first?

Anger to anger, Yan Ge didn't want to waste time on the dead, so he looked at the man not far away.

"Do you have any way to send a message to the Queen Mother?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, the spirit bird of messenger can do it."

After a while, his face suddenly became embarrassed, "But my subordinates have stopped raising spirit birds."

Yan Ge turned his head to look at Bai Che who had drooping eyelashes, frowned and said, "You must have raised a spirit bird, can you lend it to me?"

Bai Che slowly raised his eyes, the golden-brown pupils were shining brightly, but they were cold to the bone.

"How does His Highness think that I will lend you the spirit bird?"

Frowning, Yan Ge couldn't believe it.

What nonsense are you talking about?
Are you really planning to develop in the direction of scum?

Yan Ge's expression gradually became cold with his lips parted.

She raised her brows and eyes, with a cool look on her lips, "Do you want to borrow it?"

Bai Che glanced at her, gave a light snort of disdain, turned around, and was about to leave.

But he had just walked a few steps when his collar was suddenly grabbed by someone behind him, causing him to stare!
Afterwards, Bai Che felt his hair being pulled, and there were bursts of pulling pain in his scalp.

He staggered and was directly pulled to the ground by Yan Ge.

Before he could stand up and protest, Yan Ge, who lifted the hem of his skirt, sat on him.

A vicious face came into Bai Che's sight.

Yan Ge, who was grinding his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, his slender forearms were white and beautiful, but there was an aura of violence.

She grabbed Bai Che's collar with one hand, looked at his widened eyes in astonishment, ground her teeth again and said, "This is the last chance, do you want to take it?"

Before Bai Che could speak, Yan Ge threw a punch in his hand!
The delicate jaw line was bruised to the naked eye.

Bai Che, who hadn't recovered from his shock, said, "..."

She, she, she, she actually hit a man?
Yan Ge, who threw a punch, failed to relieve the hatred in his heart, and once again attacked Bai Che's face.

Dead mentally retarded, can't understand the words!

Stupid fool!
ungrateful!
Yan Ge's violence frightened Bai Linghu, covering his eyes with his claws, trembling.

The man on the side was startled by Yan Ge's behavior.

When he realized that the six spirit wolves were watching Yan Ge beating someone curiously, he quickly said to them: "Don't look, it's too bloody."

The six spirit wolves turned around unexpectedly and obediently, and obediently refused to peek.

Just as Yan Ge was about to throw his sixth punch, intending to smash Bai Che's other eye, the cold and thick tail of the Spirit Devouring Snake suddenly wrapped around her arm.

Yan Ge thought that the spirit-eating snake was trying to stop it, so he just wanted to speak.

I saw that the snake tail wrapped around her forearm suddenly loosened, and it aimed at Bai Che's face and slapped it fiercely!
That sound has an echo.

Bai Che was directly knocked out and passed out.

Yan Ge: "..."

This tail is too heavy.

Looking at the distinctive snake tail mark on Bai Che's face, Yan Ge suddenly felt a little guilty.

She didn't realize until she was dizzy that Bai Che was still a sick person.

However, it's okay to be dizzy.

Just look at him and he can't help wanting to beat him up.

Yan Ge raised his hand and touched the spirit-eating snake that touched her shoulder with its head to calm her down.

"Take him with you, and we'll continue on our way to pick Ganoderma lucidum."

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When Bai Che woke up, he felt a burning pain in his right cheek, and his eyes were sore and swollen, he could barely open a gap.

At this moment, it was already dark.

The firelight reflected in the pupils burns warmly.But beside that warm person sat a person with a bad smile, who was extremely inconsistent with the sweet dimples on his face.

(End of this chapter)