The only bad thing is probably the words on the paper, which is too ugly. Although it is just some incomplete strokes, it can still be seen.

If you can infusate such a powerful aura into the words written in the essay, you will naturally be the only saint who achieves the great way and is the supreme saint.

It turns out that the legendary favorite reading and good at reading, Diequan Half Saint, who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is actually so ugly!

The legend is indeed unreliable!

The rice paper swept over several people, his face was a little unfavorable, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Warning you, it's best to make this matter rot into your stomach. If my teacher finds out, killing people will be the lightest!"

Well……

The word "Dieyuan Half Saint" is written like a ghostly talisman. Once this matter is spread, it will immediately be the rhythm of the character collapse. Think about the words that occasionally heard from the saints of his own, Diyuan Half Saint is indeed not a person with a broad mind.

Of course, it is normal for women to be a little sensible. It would be too much to ask them according to men's standards.

But when this woman is a semi-saint, it will be different... it is really possible that people will die!

Ahem, if you forget, you must forget it. This is like killing a soul-sleeping, and it must be regarded as never before.

He pasted the shredded paper all over his body, bit his fingers, looked up at the three people next to him, "Don't pretend to be stupid, it's impossible for me to do it alone!"

Ruan Jing smiled bitterly, and the second one bit her finger.

The Tongtian Sword Cultivator bounced his fingers and a blood sword flew out.

Zhou Lei coughed a few times, looked at Qin Yu, and then looked at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu said lightly: "Stop looking, I won't donate blood even if I look at it."

It is so direct that people can resist turning against each other, of course, it is also a skill.

The four "second generation of cultivation" bleed together, dyeing the paper red, like glue, making it firmly stick to the soul-grabbing corpse.

"Rimble!"
Chapter completed!