"But I kindly tell you a secret. If you want more women, you can't be too kind. Although women always say that they want a good person to be their partner, in fact, the worse the man is, the better."

"I have been in bars and nightclubs for many years. The experience I have gained has never been able to get it by playing tricks."

"After saying this, what do you want to do when you come to the Botanical Garden?"

Deng Ying lifted up his bangs and posed in a handsome posture.

Li Shen said:

"I didn't want to break into the botanical garden, and I didn't know that the botanical garden was actually ruled by immortal cultivators, but I just wanted to find a plant."

"Most of the cultivators who have been killed in recent years have this kind of argument, and there are also a small number of them who will use bad reasons such as "taking the wrong path" or "not seeing the ban clearly."

/p>

"You are so beautiful, it will be more convincing to change a better reason."

"You are different from them, and you have not violated the barrier of the botanical garden. It is very outstanding."

Deng Ying showed a greedy look, but he could tighten his face and take back his disgusting expression.

"It's such a pity. Just killing you. Such a handsome face is really rare. How about we make a deal? Give me your face, I'll let you leave the rare botanical garden. Where are you going? I don't ask what to do.

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Li Shen never put down his sword blade, and he was not surprised to hear his horrible remarks.

Deng Ying was shocked when he saw him so calm, but when he looked at him with melancholy eyes and a tall nose, he was so handsome that a man couldn't help but look at him with a high look. He forced himself to suppress his mood and asked:

"How is it?"

Li Shen said:

"Fighting will sweat, and the sweat on your forehead will flow to your face."

When Deng Ying heard this, he took out the makeup mirror in a panic and put his face in front of him. Sure enough, he saw a drop of sweat that had already flowed to his chin, and it made a dim mark on his face.

The marks are not scary. What is scary is that the thick makeup finally covers it. Starting from the forehead, back to the ears, and then to the chin, a whole circle of oval scars has also exposed a small part.

Deng Ying said angrily:

"You saw it long ago! You saw it long ago!"

He shouted hysterically, waking up his junior brother's face on the trunk of the "cherry" tree.

Next to it, the old lady was "un" able to get up, she shouted in pain, and scolded who was attacking the old man.

She grabbed the "cherry" tree formed by her senior brother, turned to her, saw Li Shen confronting others, turned her head, and saw the terrible scar on Deng Ying's chin, and took a breath.

Deng Ying held the makeup mirror and slapped the scar with powder. He heard something beside him, and his eyes widened, and he slapped his junior brother "Cherry" in the face, slapped him in the right face, and his mouth was slapped into a transparent mouth.

sap.

A palm fell down, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of the old lady, and then slapped another palm.

The old lady didn't expect Deng Ying to be so fast. The "cherry" in her eyes turned terrified and her body was uncontrollably stiff.

Li Shen could not save his junior brother who was at Deng Ying's hand, but the sword of the evil-proof evil was always raised high, waiting for him to take action. Seeing that his right leg was stepping out and his toes were aimed at the old lady, he handed the tip of the sword to him in advance to clap his palms.

Before the track.

Deng Ying looked at the dim light flashing, and the tip of the sword was about to pierce his palm. He quickly stopped, pointed his toes, stepped back suddenly, twisted his palms and pointed it on the old lady's face.

The butterflies on the "cherry" tree suddenly flapped their wings, gathering red or yellow fluids, gathering to come.

Li Shen's swordsmanship is so superb that he has long since taken small and large numbers of creatures seriously.

Dozens of swords flowing through the flowing water, but the butterflies were all split out, losing their lives, falling to the ground, losing their original color, and becoming dark gray.

At the same time, he heard another wail, undoubtedly the wail of a talking object.

Where is it?

Li Shen crossed the blade and looked in the direction where the sound came, the sound was in Deng Ying's arms.

Xiao Qiankun Sword asked:

"Did you feel that the sword feels wrong, the sword moves make it too hasty and the butterfly too fragile."

Deng Ying stood firmly and threw a layer of powder on his face. The whiteness of his face was the same as the layer of latex paint on the cement wall.

Turning his head and checking the scars on his face. It was indeed covered. He took back his makeup mirror and smiled and said:

"If you don't want me to hurt her, I won't hurt you. The sword cultivator is handsome. With your pretty face, I really don't know what the little girl is going to be confused."

"I really want to do it, I won't stop."

Li Shen held the sword, pointed his left hand at the sword, and wiped the sword body of the evil-proof sword, feeling that the sword body was a little hot.

The form of a butterfly is flame.

The dead butterflies on the ground suddenly soared into the air, as if the wind suddenly blew them up.

Their wings should be cut off by Li Shen, but they grow from nowhere and take off.

Fu Mo is right, the amount of spiritual energy hidden in their bodies is quite amazing.

"Fire Spirit Root Skill?"

"I seem to be like this."

"Black algae in the wheel leaf!"

A trickle of water suddenly emerged from the ground from the lawn next to the trail, forming a puddle the size of a fist.

The black algae of the wheel leaf grows out quickly, and at the same time, the grass around him turns yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye until the tip of the grass touches the soil.

"I'm here, do you need help?"

"I only know how to control the water flow. There is no water source around. Do you have more water?"

"You want to extinguish the flames of butterflies in the sky?"

“Yes.”

"No need to worry, I'll handle it."

Deng Ying waved, butterflies circled in a small circle in the air, and rushed towards Li Shen.

When you touch the temperature of the sword body, the sword body with pure evil spirits can be so hot. Li Shen understood that the body cannot touch the butterflies, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Shen believed him, so he stopped asking and raised his sword to stab him.

Before the sword tip could touch the butterfly, a transparent water curtain was formed between the two, like a wall intercepting it.

The butterfly in front had no time to pause and hit the water curtain, and suddenly "sizzled" sounds came out one after another, and then they landed on the ground.

The top of the water curtain bends downwards, and the bottom is upwards, forming a water bag with concave corners, and all butterflies are to be wrapped in.

Deng Ying's face changed and he still had to make tricks.

How could Li Shen miss such a good opportunity? He turned the tip of the sword and passed the water curtain sideways, stabbed into his shoulder with a sword, and injected the aura of earthly evil spirits.

If you don't want to kill someone, just keep it.

Deng Ying, a disgusting man, can occupy a temporary place in Ying Shihuang and take care of the conservation work, and has his own unique advantages.

The advantage is that he has made steady progress and has arrived at the mid-stage stage of foundation building. His solid strength brings a solid position.

He is not an opponent that Li Shen can solve with just one sword.

Dodge in a mess.

Li Shen is indifferent to this sword, because he will always have the next sword.

The tip of the sword was slightly raised, and the sharp blade shaved on Deng Ying's face, pulling out a four or five centimeter-long wound.
Chapter completed!