God Brand Cute Wife

Chapter 311

"Ahem, it's all said to be evil cultivators. There are yin and yang in this world. The means of evil cultivators are nothing more than using yin to replenish yang, and using women as cauldrons for him to restore his vitality. Especially female cultivators, for him It's even more tonic." When Xuan Jun said this, his expression was a little serious.

"Qing'er, let me remind you, even if that evil cultivator doesn't know anyone, he still knows you, but you don't know him. If any strange man approaches you in the future, it's best to hold your breath and concentrate on yourself." technique."

"Concentration technique? Why?" Shen Yiqing asked with a puzzled expression.

Jun Xuan couldn't bear her look, and glanced at Chu Qingyuan, "Being with this idiot must be very hard."

Chu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and nodded very bluntly, "A little bit."

"Bang-"

Shen Yiqing flashed this huge tic-tac-toe on his forehead, and looked at the two of them with a displeased face, "Hey——"

"Let's get down to business, the evil cultivator will be psychedelic, and the victim will be controlled. On the surface, there seems to be no problem, but once the caster starts to activate the spell, the victim will completely obey the evil cultivator's instructions." Xuan Jun said at the end , his face also became serious, but then he smiled lightly.

"But the two of you seem to stick together like a brown candy, and you are not a virgin, so the evil cultivator will not take a fancy to you."

"bang bang bang-"

Shen Yiqing's forehead was covered with tic-tac-toe, and he was about to curse someone, but the other party took a step ahead, stretched his waist, and returned to the bell.

"Well, I'm full and sleepy, my teacher is asleep, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Shen Yiqing had no choice but to shake the bell twice, but seeing that Mr. Xuan didn't respond, she tied it back to her waist and removed the phantom formation.

"Ayuan..."

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the ship vibrated slightly, as if it seemed to stop. Shen Yiqing and Chu Qingyuan looked at each other and walked out of the room together.

When they came out, Zhong Siyuan and others also came out.

"What's the situation?" Shen Yiqing asked Lianwu Qinyu who was standing by the window.

"It seems to have stopped, go, go out and have a look."

Several people left the cabin together, stood by the aisle on the second floor, leaned on the railing and looked towards the first floor.

The main cabin door was opened, and Han Longyi walked to the door.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to be greeted by City Lord Han in person. This hall is really flattered!"

A masculine male voice, with a wild laugh, reached everyone's ears.

As the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and looking very gentleman came in from the cabin door.

Han Longyi clasped his fists together, and then extended his right hand to the gentleman middle-aged man.

"His Royal Highness Jason came here in person. As a host, how can he neglect a guest from afar?"

"Hahahaha, it's easy to talk, time waits for no one, well, let's go in and talk." Foreigners are really different from Chinese people, and these words are much more straightforward, unlike Chinese people, who go around in circles.

Han Longyi didn't say much, he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

"Your Highness Jason, please come in."

Jason nodded, glanced at the people behind him, followed Han Longyi into the cabin, and came to the huge living room.

The living room is open-air, so people standing on the second floor can also see it.

Shen Yiqing looked at all kinds of foreigners who came in from outside, red head, blond head, and brown hair. The differences in regions lead to different skin colors, hair colors, and pupil colors.

However, seeing such a large number of foreigners coming together, I was quite emotional.

"They are all blood clans? No wonder there are no ugly men and women in blood clans." Shen Yiqing looked at the few who walked in the front with the most noble aura, as if they were born princes, and the aura of the superiors made people unable to underestimate them.

"The ranks of the blood race are even stricter. The one who can walk in the front must be either the prince or the duke." Ye Caizhe pressed one hand on the railing and touched his chin with the other, with a strong desire to fight in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Yiqing gave him a blank look, and couldn't help kicking him even more.

"Put away your wretched and petty eyes, didn't you see that people saw you?"

(End of this chapter)