Buzz!!

The air bombarded by thought force trembled!

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and passed out. His last thought before he died was...

As expected of... it's a..., and it suddenly... took me...

Meng Lang, died.

Ling clenched her fist with the power of telepathy, and withdrew her hand with pulsating veins on her forehead.

Sure enough, this guy’s brain is not normal either!

"Uh... well, let me tell you, Master Ling, this guy is already lying down, can you let me raise my head?"

Fangran asked cautiously, feeling that if he raised his head rashly now, he would see the absolute realm according to some animation-like routine (in fact, he wouldn't), and then he would be tortured more violently (this was inevitable).

So be very cautious.

"cut!"

Ling let go of him and sat on the swivel chair in front of the table.

Her long sleeves were wrapped around her chest, her thin legs wearing black stockings were crossed, and she stared at Fangran coldly with an interrogating attitude.

"Tell me carefully, what happened in the scene? I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise..."

Ling looked at Meng Lang who had fainted, and casually fired out a thought.

'Meng Lang' stood up suddenly, then quickly took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of underpants, shouting "Oh ho ho! Magical paradise!" This kind of Tengger's lyrics...

Then he jumped out of the window, plunged into the night, and started running wildly on the street!

At the same time, loud singing echoed through the night streets~

"Oh ho ho, the magical Jiuzhaigou!"

Fangran also saw the last piece of restraint (purple pants) that he took off after getting out of Ling's sight.

Then Ling blew gently on her fingers and looked at Fangran. Her light golden pupils seemed to be filled with magic, and she smiled meaningfully.

"understand?"

Fang Ran: "..."
Chapter completed!