"No, I can bear it, let's start!" Cang Ying lay on the bed, his frosty and snowy white hair covered with black sheets, and there was crystal clear sweat on his forehead. The veins of his fists clenched into fists burst out and emerged.

Ginger: "!!!"

You can't be too competitive when you are a human being or a beast.

Too competing means being unable to get along with yourself.

What our ancestors said is very difficult to be confused, and it is rare to be confused.

Be happy for a day, and be unhappy for a day.

Blame others more and reflect less on yourself if you have any problems!

Yan Liu felt that he was stubborn, so she wanted to treat him stubborn, and reached out and turned to the back of her head. When she retracted, a willow branch appeared on her hand.

The willow branches are as thick as fingers. She transformed her mental power and divided the willow branches into two, flattened and sharpened, turning them into a sharp little blade.

She held the small blade made of willow branches and pressed it against the wound on his lower abdomen, opening her mouth and said, "I'm starting, don't scream if you hurt."

Sweat slipped off Cangying's forehead: "Okay."

The blade cut from the willow branch of the main body of the Smoky Willow carries her own plant-based mental power and aggressive mental power. In addition, the Smoky Willow wants Cang Ying to suffer a little, so he doesn't speak up if he says it, transforming into the main body, and no one laughs when he treats the body.

She started to take action very hard, and the willow branches were stuck on her wound, and she slashed the cracked flesh of his wound to the end.

Cang Ying gritted his teeth and groaned. He did not flash scattered scales on his body, but golden and dazzling scales burst out. The scales covered his body, trying to cover the wound...
Chapter completed!