General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

This Tao Wangqing is a famous beauty, you can imagine how powerful the painter who painted her human body at that time was.

Su Chen asked himself, if he changed to himself, he would definitely not be able to remain calm.

What's more, Sister Mikami is also considered the best in the sea, and her skin is not only smooth and delicate, but also has no flaws.

This is completely auction-grade bluefin tuna, not only good in appearance, but also fat and tender in color.

"Ahem... You go wash first! Zhou

Zhiruo nodded ecstatically, bouncing towards the bath barrel in the back.

Su Chen stopped paying attention to her and concentrated on polishing the mold with his own care.

As we all know, the lost wax method is the most traditional process, but its requirements for molds are indeed quite high.

If it is too rough, it will definitely affect the final effect of the finished product.

The most important thing is that if the details are not polished in place, maybe the size deviation of some parts is too large, which will affect the redevelopment of Mikami's sister.

Bah!

I am a serious craftsman, how can I think of such a thing, it is simply tarnishing the spirit of the craftsmen of a great country.

In the following time, he decided to be an old cow who worked hard.

After a night of meticulous carving, the perfect anti-wolf armor mold was successfully completed.

After doing all this, he turned over the broken iron claw steel staff of the crane in the cloud, and smoothly took out the two fierce medicines, Sorrowful Breeze and Yin and Yang Harmony, from the dark compartment of the tail, and hid them well.

"Whew! Succeed with flying colors!

Su Chen stretched his waist, and his mood was very good.

Whoosh!

Two slight pink sounds sounded, and Zhou Zhiruo, who still had saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, opened her eyes in confusion, and her eyes were full of desire and dissatisfaction.

A proper pure lust is a girl.

When she lowered her head, her slightly open heart remained the same.

Apparently, the night was uneventful, much to his disappointment.

Woman! Once you are emotional, what is reserved, temperance, etc., can be left behind.

"Zhou Zhiruo, come here!"

Su Chen gently patted the bench beside him and motioned for her to sit beside him.

Zhou Zhiruo came to the spirit instantly, mistakenly thinking that he wanted to drink seafood porridge, so he trotted impatiently and almost threw himself directly into Su Chen's arms.

"Presumptuous!"

Su Chen drank loudly, so frightened that Zhou Zhiruo sat on the bench, and his body rose and fell back and forth, and he could see that the elasticity was good.

However, this sudden voice really scared Sister Mikami a lot, and almond's eyes were faintly filled with tears.

"Ahem... Sit down, Benzo supervisor has something to inquire about.

Su Chen cleared his throat, and seemed to realize that his tone was too fierce, so he said softly.

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for two seconds at first, and after his mood eased, he bowed his head slightly.

In fact, for a long time, there was a very important problem that had been plaguing Su Chen.

Since he stuffed "Jin Ping Mei" tightly into the white ape's stomach, he was always curious about Zhang Wuji's end, not knowing whether this kid was dead or alive.

It's not that he feels guilty, it's just simple curiosity.

Especially after the six major factions were imprisoned, this curiosity deepened.

Logically speaking, if he did the thing of taking bamboo shoots, this unscrupulous finger may have long been burped.

After all, at that time, he was in the palm of the Xuanxian God, and his life was at stake.

When the body is already extremely weak, if you carefully study "Jin Ping Mei", then you must not die of qi deficiency and blood loss?

What's more, this kid most likely killed himself.

"Zhou Zhiruo, Ben Zuojian asked you, do you know Zhang Wuji of the Wudang Sect?" Su Chen said squarely.

"Brother Mowgli?" Zhou Zhiruo wondered softly.

"Well, it's your Mowgli brother."

Su Chen's heart trembled slightly, and his heart said that it was difficult to bring this goods and did not die?

"Naturally, I know, this time the six major factions besieged Bright Peak.

It was he who suddenly killed and turned the tide with the great movement of the Demon Sect, forcing the six major factions to retreat, and we all returned in vain.

Only then did he fall for the trickery of the Ruyang Royal Mansion halfway and was taken to the capital of Yuanda. Hearing

this, Su Chen was secretly shocked, and said in his heart that this Wuji still practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which dissolved all the cold poison in his body?

This is also very perverse.

Just as he frowned and thought, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly changed his conversation.

"But..." "

But what?" Su Chen hurriedly straightened his waist and couldn't wait to ask.

"However, I feel that Brother Muji has changed, and it is no longer what I knew when I was a child."

Zhou Zhiruo slowly lowered her head, and there was a trace of regret in her eyes.

"Oh? Tell me more about it! Su Chen was instantly interested.

Zhou Zhiruo paused, although he wondered why Su Chen was so interested in Zhang Wuji, he still answered truthfully.

"The current Mowgli brother, on the surface, although it looks the same as before, but it is less humble and more... A little more obscene! "

Huh?

Wretched? What's going on here?

You must know that although Zhang Wuji in his memory acted indecisively, he was still a little scum.

But obscenity really can't talk about it!

Otherwise, he would not have abandoned Zhou Zhiruo and chose to run away with Zhao Min.

That's all of the two!

Maybe you have to bring Xiao Zhao and Yang Bu Regret and others.

Can't figure it out, this is indeed a bit bizarre.

However, he did not refute, but asked: "Why do you think he is a little obscene?"

Zhou Zhiruo gently pinched her fingers and replied a little shyly:

"Several times when she saw me, not only did she speak frivolously, but also... Still staring at people's chests. "

Poof!

Su Chen almost didn't spray the tea on her.

"Shhh! What's going on here? He said in his heart.

"Is there anything else?" Su Chen continued.

"Hmm! Not only did he become the leader of the Demon Sect, but he also wanted to bring the six major factions under his command, and even Master's Heavenly Sword was snatched away by him. "

Groove!

This kid is ruthless enough! It's a fight with Lao Tzu.

He nodded quietly and asked coldly,

"Wasn't Zhang Wuji like this before?"

Zhou Zhiruo quickly shook her head and replied in a very positive tone:

"Brother Wuji was not like this before, when he was a child, he was loyal and honest, and he was righteous.

I just don't know what he has experienced over the years, which has led to a great change in temperament.

Saying this

, Su Chen seemed to suddenly remember something, he grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's snow-white jade shoulders with both hands, and asked eagerly:

"Then has the Xuanxian Divine Palm on his body been poisoned?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded dumbly, indicating that there was indeed such a thing.

"However, I heard Master and his old man say that the reason why Brother Wuji was able to unravel the cold poison on his body was because he had cultivated a divine skill."

Su Chen was shocked and stood up with a rub.

"What kind of divine skill is it?"

Zhou Zhiruo, who was startled, moved her body back and said softly:

"It seems to be called 'Fine Nine Yang Divine Skill'."

Well?

"Fine Jiuyang Shengong"? What the heck?

Suddenly,

a seemingly absurd thought emerged in Su Chen's mind.

He muttered secretly:

"Fine Nine Yang Divine Gong, fine = golden bottle!"

Groove!

It's "Jin Ping Mei"....