The arrogant emperor is a god pit

Chapter 117 The Moody Enchanting 3
He Lanjiu's face instantly became hot!
It was a naked man fetching water from a well for a bath.

Well, compared to the oriental evildoer, this person is better, wearing a pair of obscene pants.However, the obscene pants were stained with blood, and the back of the upper body was also covered with old and new scars.

There were whiplashes, burns, and knife wounds.

His whole body, the only thing that is safe is probably that face.

While He Lanjiu was surprised, he also showed a touch of pity, or in other words, a feeling of sympathy.Since she didn't hide her whereabouts, Rong Zhen quickly found her, "It's you? Why did you come here?"

Knowing that he recognized her, He Lanjiu joked, "At the East Gate, you stood out! I was very curious, so I came here to ask. What is the reason that you, a man, are jealous of me?"

"Destruction is destruction, no reason is needed." Rong Zhen looked serious.

He Lanjiu was not angry either, and retorted with a smile: "Really? But, human beings, there is a reason before doing anything. The only difference is what can be said and what cannot be said. Unless, you are not a human anymore. Or, you Are you really interested in King Yin?"

Rong Zhen's face froze, ashamed and embarrassed.

And just now, a certain king who was hiding in the dark, gritted his teeth!
This little devil's mouth is still cheap!

Rong Zhen asked: "What is your purpose in coming to me?"

"How about you put on your clothes first?" He Lanjiu reminded with a smile, "I'm young, so I have to be reserved. Besides, you don't have much to see if you are injured."

"?!..."

It was only then that Rong Zhen remembered that he was still topless, and hurriedly walked into the house.

After waiting for a while, He Lanjiu walked into the room slowly.

Rong Zhen had already changed into clean clothes.It's just that his hair is still wet, and the water is still dripping.The clothes are very old, showing many poor repairs.Most likely he himself sewed it up.He didn't sit down, but stood inside the house, with a straight body, faintly carrying a stubborn arrogance.

He Lanjiu looked at it with a faint smile, knowing it well.

Those fifty strokes of the board were likely to blow his ass, and he couldn't sit even if he wanted to.But he didn't change his face, he seemed calm and unhurt, which made her a little impressed.

"Your name is Rong Zhen, right?" He Lanjiu broke the silence first.

Rong Zhen nodded, "You must have investigated before you came here."

"I received some news." He Lanjiu wanted to find a place to sit, but in the end, only the bed could sit.She didn't mind, she just walked over, sat down with her buttocks crossed, and said with emotion: "As a person on the second level of Qi refining, you are even worse than me, you are also a talent. "

Rong Zhen was stunned: "..."

"I remember the prime minister's wife, she doesn't have spiritual roots, so she can't practice." Being oppressed to such an extent by an ordinary mortal is really embarrassing for a cultivator, and it's a waste of cultivation.After a short pause, He Lanjiu seemed to have no intention of continuing to say, "Rong Zhen, you can enter the unofficial history. The title is - the first cultivator in history who was mauled by a vicious aunt."

Rong Zhen was blushed by He Lanjiu's seemingly ordinary words one after another.

Be angry, not ashamed.

Did she come here to humiliate him?

However, why couldn't he refute what she said?
He Lanjiu took out a bottle of ordinary wound medicine that he made himself from the storage bag, threw it to him and said, "This is for you, you apply the medicine first. After the medicine is finished, let's have a good chat."

(End of this chapter)