Qisha was not polite and sat down next to her without hesitation: "Okay, let's talk about fifty cents first."

"Gee, they say Qisha is taciturn and doesn't like talking. I didn't expect him to be such a humorous and wonderful person in private."

Fairy Chixiao covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, then she snuggled into Qisha's arms, her brows and eyes full of seductive charm.

"I have long heard that Fairy Chixiao is a bold and bold person. When I saw her today, she was indeed very charming. It's a pity that she is a little older."

Qisha suppressed Fairy Chixiao's laughter with a calm word. She suddenly sat up, with murderous intent flashing in her eyes, and gritted her teeth and said: "Qisha, you are looking for death!"

"I don't like talking, I just like doing!"

Qisha made a mean pun and suddenly grabbed her arm joints.

Although Fairy Chixiao was caught off guard, she was a strong person at the seventh level of Zhenwu after all. Her reaction was astonishingly fast, and she grabbed Qisha's joints with her backhand without showing any signs of weakness.

The Seventh Killer flipped his palm, and the five fingers of his right hand were like a white snake spitting a message, and he stabbed Fairy Chixiao hard on the elbow.

Fairy Chixiao was shocked, her right hand was sore and numb, and she lost strength. Just when she was about to use her spiritual power to protect her body, she suddenly felt a numbness in her ribs, and a strange itch made her whole body twitch, and she giggled.

, lost the ability to resist.
Chapter completed!