The beauty drags the city: the beautiful man from me

"You kid is playing tricks! We are kind, we are competing."

Ouyang Qinglian was not so easy to talk, he angrily raised the sword in his hand to challenge Helian Muge.

"Yes, you kid is not good at fighting, you have the guts to compete with Mr. Ouyang, but I see you, you must have no guts."

The Great Elder standing over there wanted to help Ouyang Qinglian when he was in distress just now, but standing next to him was the presiding abbot who was as eager as him and whose martial arts were much higher than him, how dare he make a move? , so now as soon as he finds an opportunity, he puts his arms around his chest, squints his eyes, and looks at Helian Muge with a look of contempt and arrogance. He deliberately looks down on Helian Muge so as to stimulate her to compete with Ouyang Qinglian.

With his contemptuous arrogant face, provocative tone, and aggressive tactics, ordinary men would not be able to stand back, but he was facing Helian Muge, and this move was very difficult for Helian Muge Said it was useless.

"Oh, how do you know that I didn't plant them? My mother said that I was still young and wouldn't let me keep seeds."

When Helian Muge said this, the crowd below burst into laughter again, and Helian Muge's dark eyes rolled around and continued talking.

"And, you see, I am handsome, suave, and imposing. The son I give birth must be the same as Lao Tzu. After more than ten years, I will be in the prime of life, and I will pick up girls. When I was a son, if I wanted to grab girls with my father, what would I do? I would definitely be no match for my young and promising young man, just like this Mr. Ouyang, just like the great elder, no match for my young, lively, smart, smart, and well-educated young master. , no match for my youthful beauty, no match for my peerless appearance, no match for my overpowering country."

As Helian Muge spoke, he gestured to Ouyang Qinglian and the Great Elder while raising his hands and feet. His description once again provoked the crowd below to burst into laughter again, and a young man asked curiously.

"Little brother, why do you always use adjectives that describe women to describe yourself? Although you are very beautiful and handsome, you don't need to use such adjectives."

"Oh, you don't know about this knight, because when my mother was young, she was afraid that I would not grow up, so she raised me as a girl, so I..."

When Helian Muge said this, he looked at the young man, blinked deliberately, winked at him, and kissed him sweetly.

"Crack!"

"bump!"

Helian Muge's actions stunned a group of people, and some of them vomited out with a nasty sound.

"Ahem, brother, you are not a broken sleeve, are you?" Someone asked without fear of death.

"Ah, no, what's so good about men. Of course I like beautiful women. Men are big and thick, and they smell bad all over. What's so good about them is that women with graceful lines are attractive."

Helian Muge acted like a pervert this time, and then he continued in annoyance.

"So you said, I am so handsome, personable, and smart. If another person who is equally handsome, personable, and extremely smart comes out, wouldn't it be that I would steal my own foot? So, now I am I won’t keep seeds, I still have beauties who have soaked up the world!”

Helian Muge raised his head and looked proudly at the crowd below.