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"Almost forgot, you can also enter the skirt live broadcast."

"Yes, you are arrogant and domineering, do you know that you are afraid now?"

"Is it very painful and painful to wait?"

"I found that the skirt owner treated you like this, it's really good."

"I also seem to have grasped the thoughts of the skirt owner's brother. I have to say that he is very clever."

"Punishment is nothing more than to make him suffer and make him suffer."

"And the punishment for the owner of the skirt, is it to kill, or not to kill, or life is better than death?"

"This kind of waiting seems more uncomfortable, right?"

An Lan swept over the crowd, raised her chin and said, "What do you know? Is this a punishment? This is clearly a test for me by the skirt owner!"

Tony nodded: "Okay, that's the test, anyway, I'm laughing too much now, I need to slow down, I'll go first."

Yue Buqun cupped her hands: "I also want to take it slow and say goodbye."

Rem rubbed her stomach: "I want to rest too, I can't even straighten up anymore."

"I have to go back and clean up someone, and I'm leaving too." Sister Pao left.

"I'll go see my sister, she's already changed four clothes." Tu Shan Susu glanced at Pangu who closed his eyes and exited the live broadcast.

Wukong Xianshi jumped and left.

Except for Little Loli Linger and An Lan herself, the rest of the skirt members left the live broadcast room.

"Why haven't you left yet? Are you going to admire my invincible heroism?"

Xiao Ling'er blinked her cute eyes: "Is your invincible heroism just riding on your own mount and kneeling on the ground?"

An Lan coughed dryly for a while, what is this kid saying nonsense?

"What do you know? I'm practicing? Do you understand?"

Xiao Ling'er nodded: "I understand... I understand why they call you the best tease, you really are a tease."

An Lan said with a stern face: "I am the Immortal King, do you know Wang Buren?"

Xiaolinger nodded again: "I should respect you, right?"

An Lan looked up at the sky: "Of course."

Xiao Ling'er smiled and said, "Then I will call you the king of funny."

An Lan: "???"

this kid...

An Lan felt a pain in her liver.

Xiaolinger said again: "Why don't you speak?"

An Lan asked, "What do you want me to say?"

Xiaolinger shook her head and pointed to the body below the golden-backed bullock not far away.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about you under the cow."

An Lan: "???"

this bear boy...

An Lan felt a pain in her liver.

"Some ancient esoteric Buddhism has a practice method called closed mouth meditation, understand?"

Xiao Ling'er glanced at it: "Speak human words."

An Lan roared: "The king cannot be humiliated!"

Xiaolinger smiled and said, "Tell me, I may be able to save you~"

An Lan was surprised: "What are you saying is true?"

Xiao Ling'er smiled again: "You have nothing to lose anyway."

An Lan thought about it too, nodded and said, "I should have been suppressed by the owner of the skirt. I can't move or speak, just like a sculpture."

Xiao Ling'er rolled her eyes: "Then it seems, congratulations, you don't have to die. You have successfully amused us all before, so the skirt owner brother made an exception and didn't kill you, just suppressed you."

An Lan said anxiously, "'But I am the Immortal King!"

Little Linger put her hands behind her back, and said the same as the little adults: "Wang can't be humiliated, right?"

An Lan nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's not just me, my friend Yu Tuo was also implicated by me, and was suppressed by the skirt owner!"

Xiao Linger looked like she was teaching: "So from now on, you have to behave well. If you, the king of jokes, succeed in making the skirt owner brother feel good, maybe... understand?"

An Lan seemed to understand something.

Xiaolinger also withdrew from the skirt live broadcast.

"I wonder if grandma has found her mother?"