Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 122 Dancing in the city, more beautiful than the stars

The fine sweat on his forehead drenched the broken hair between his forehead, Qingcheng fisted his hands with five fingers, and gritted his silver teeth;
An unprecedented throw, a back hook tossed down a bunch of little squirrels, and suddenly remembered the scene when he wrestled with Qian Moranwan in the past.
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring the wounds on his body, and the murderous aura on his body became more and more intense, and the more he fought, the more excited he became.

There are fewer and fewer phantom beasts
The first time I saw someone fighting was more excited than them, it was actually a little human, or a TM woman~~
The phantom beasts couldn't calm down anymore, they attacked more and more violently
Chu Yin was puzzled, this woman is not afraid of pain?Don't worry about leaving scars on the many burnt places on your body, don't be afraid of Qianmoran, don't you like it?

Even if the female mages and female warriors in his illusory world are not afraid of fighting on the battlefield, women would rather die than be ugly for their beauty. . .

"The scars left by this little phantom beast can't be healed with ordinary mana."

While attacking the little Eudemons, Chuyin casually reminded him.

"So what?" The arrogant and confident words blurted out, ignoring everything and being extremely arrogant.

He squinted his bloodthirsty eyes, and threw himself into the battle again.

She is arrogant because Wu Qingcheng's feelings have nothing to do with beauty, appearance is at most a icing on the cake, it doesn't matter to her whether she has it or not.

She is confident, so what if she becomes the ugliest and oldest monster in the world?
Her Qianmoran will always be by her side.

The flame stick in Chuyin's hand hit a group of little phantom beasts out of control
Her self-confidence made his heart throb a little, and it really made him jealous of that man named Qian Moran, how lucky he was to be favored by her.
In this dark palace of Hesenluo.

There is a woman, the word "God of War" that is used to describe men at this time is more suitable for her than for men.

The dance is alluring; the beauty is beyond the stars.

At the same time, Qian Moran, Mo Bei, and Rabbit also fell into a brightly lit dark passage.

Walking forward, I saw countless soulless music skills hanging in the air, with a fat belly, wrapped in white cloth, no legs, just a thin tail;

There was also a black cloak on the outside, and the hula hoop was spinning on the stomach hanging in the air. Every time it turned, the silver-white light shot directly at Qian Moran and the others.

The rabbit took out the frying pan from his arms, unexpectedly it could resist the attack of spells
Mo Bei also took up the bodhi stick to fight against it, but killed one and revived instantly.
Damn it, how to kill it?Even if you have good physical strength, can you still kill for the rest of your life?
(End of this chapter)