The air is a little quiet.

Zhao Wujiang and Lu Xiaojin looked at each other in a little.

"Don't look at what is wrong." Zhao Wujiang blocked his eyes with his hands and looked through his fingers.

Men are strange creatures. When beauties are exposed, they always want to peek at the hidden places. When beauties are slightly conservative, they always want to peek at the exposed places.

Zhao Wujiang is now in a dilemma.

I don’t know if it’s better to see Lu Xiaojin reveal most of her black veil bra, or if it’s better to see Lu Xiaojin’s fair shoulders and the bulging curve.

"Then you won't close your eyes!" Lu Xiaojin was so embarrassed and punched again.

"Be careful, your skirt will be completely broken if you punch."

Zhao Wujiang kindly reminded that Lu Xiaojin's expression changed slightly and he wanted to withdraw the offensive.

However, Zhao Wujiang was covered in evil spirits, approaching her body, and pointed at Lu Xiaojin's heart, which felt soft and elastic.

Lu Xiaojin groaned, and was filled with blood by Zhao Wujiang's guidance. She roared in shame and anger:

"Crazy evildoer!"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, extremely serious:

"This is called "deception"."

"Shameless!" Lu Xiaojin took a deep breath, and Zhao Wuyang directly blocked several meridian acupoints in her body with his finger, making her qi and blood more and more blocked while surging.

"It's okay." Zhao Wujiang dragged Lu Xiaojin three feet of Dharma:

"It doesn't matter, I'm not a gentleman."

Lu Xiaojin covered his heart and forced himself to break through the blocked meridian acupoints. With a wave of his left hand, a scroll of painting flew out.

The scroll spreads out in an instant, the sky is clear and the vast grassland is signed by Lu Chong.

This painting was painted by Lu Chong himself, and contains great magic power. It creates a space inside the painting and is also a secret acquired realm that people in the world know.

Lu Xiaojin's body was sucked into the scroll. The scroll quickly closed and fell to the ground, avoiding Zhao Wujiang's attack.

Lu Xiaojin thought it very clearly. As long as she adjusts her breathing for a while, she can recover quickly and then she will be able to take Zhao Wuyang off.

She was not worried that the scroll would be destroyed or bound, after all, this painting was painted by his ancestors.

The two identities of the Saint and the Supreme are enough to reflect the weight of this painting.

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was surging, and he smelled the breath of danger.

Suddenly, the scroll burst out with a suction force again, pulling him away.

Although he had been alert for a long time, the suction came too suddenly. As soon as he resisted, the scroll flew on his own and covered his forehead with a snap.

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and the scroll fell to the ground.

———

Zhao Wujiang fell down, and the sky was clear and the grassland was green.

He quickly stabilized his body, kept feeling Lu Xiaojin's breath, and was wary of Lu Xiaojin's sneak attack.

His previous finger left a mark of demonic energy.

With the sensing, he suddenly looked sideways and saw Lu Xiaojin.

Lu Xiaojin looked a little proud:

"After entering this Eternal Blue Sky Map, you Zhao Wuyang are the turtle in the jar!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep and distant, and he had to admit that he was not optimistic enough to Lu Xiaojin before.

Lu Xiaojin's magic weapon is too strong, and even the magic whip on his body seems to be weaker than the end of this scroll.

At least when he was sucked, the Divine Whip didn't even have time to do it or be suppressed, resulting in him being directly included in this scroll.

"We don't need any magic weapon to have the ability, and we will fight for a big battle!" Zhao Wujiang thought about countermeasures in his heart, wanting to provoke Lu Xiaojin. After all, Lu Xiaojin is cold and domineering and warlike, so he might agree.

"Hmph." Lu Xiaojin's black dress seemed pitiful and miserable, but she still snorted arrogantly:

"If you don't attack me in front of you, why bother to fight fairly?

But now, it won’t work!”

"Sneak attack? What sneak attack?" Zhao Wujiang looked innocent:

"You can't avoid my finger. If you are not strong enough, you'll say I'll attack?"

Lu Xiaojin was embarrassed and angry, her eyes turned and she sneered:

"I won't talk nonsense to you. When I capture you, I want you to look good!

The sky is eternal, town!”
Chapter completed!