Allure Summoner

Xiaobing felt the energy contained in that fist, and couldn't help but flinch.

"Because Xiaobing wants to experience the feeling of being oppressed by you!"

The sound of falling was heard in the room one after another.

Mo Lingfeng supported the edge of the bed and stood up. He looked at the person on the bed with great admiration and gave a thumbs up: "Sister-in-law, your summoned beast is awesome!"

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched. She found that after she and Duanmu Ming had finished their cultivation and left, Xiao Bing seemed to have done something to Duanmu Ming. She seemed to have missed a good show?

She didn't answer, and continued to listen to the roar of people outside, slowly piece together the good show she missed.

But the further down, the weirder the atmosphere in the room, everyone's eyes fell on her, and the expressions on their faces were extremely ambiguous.

Duanmuming had already used the black mysterious power, the little soldier was beaten up by him, and the skull kept flying in the air, watching helplessly as its body was beaten to pieces again and again by Duanmuming .

"Why do soldiers get beaten for telling the truth!"

It was extremely wronged, it was telling the truth from the beginning to the end, why the fists that fell on it became stronger and stronger every time.

Duanmu Ming seemed to be tired from the fight, and stood aside with his hands back: "I'll give you one last chance to explain clearly why you misled me?"

Xiaobing's two hand bones held a pile of skeletons and pulled away from him for a long distance, and said extremely aggrieved: "Xiaobing feels that the lovely Xi'er is being crushed by you, so Xiaobing also I want to experience this feeling, is it wrong? Even if Xiaobing is a skeleton soldier, he still has the right to pursue pleasure, why did you hit me!"

Duanmuming turned his wrist, and when he heard it tell Jun Qianxi's feelings, his heart suddenly felt relieved.

Originally, he wanted to prepare a frying pan to fry it, but it was for the sake of making him feel better.

The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, he looked at it with a half-smile, and answered the doubt in his heart: "It's just that my hands are itchy and I want to find a partner, who made your bones so hard?"

After hearing this, Xiao Bing felt even more wronged. Is it wrong to have hard bones?

Why have its advantages become a reason to be beaten?

It hugged its pile of pained bones, curled up in the corner and wept silently.

Duanmu Ming flicked the dust on the hem of the jersey, and walked slowly into the room.

His eyes flicked over the group of blushing people, and he asked with a half-smile, "Is it funny?"

All the juniors quickly shook their heads, they must not be honest at this time, otherwise they would be beaten.

"Actually, you can laugh!"

Duanmu Ming sat on the edge of the bed, playing with his tender little hands, his whole body seemed to be soaked in a honey pot.

He actually abducted his family Xi'er to bed without knowing it. His family's Xi'er hadn't eunuched him, and now he might have his little baby.

He leaned over someone's stomach, and murmured mentally: "Son, I'm your father!"

Countless black lines fell on Jun Qianxi's head. She raised her hand and pushed someone's head away, and asked with an arc of her mouth, "Have you finished venting the anger in your heart?"

"En!" Duanmu Ming nodded. Although the process of understanding the truth was a bit tortuous, the result was pleasing.

"Okay, so it's my turn?"

As she spoke, she turned her wrist and punched out her fist, hitting someone in the eye.

Immediately afterwards, she kicked out, kicking the person sitting by the bed out of bed.