"Little junior brother, let me kiss you." Gu Qingcheng was not ashamed and gave her a light kiss.

Bold, outgoing, bold.

"I want it too, I want it too."

“mua!”

"Oh, it's my turn."

Chen Bufan is speechless, with a black thread.

It’s not good if there are too many women.

Each person will kiss each other for eight or nine times, each with different flavors.

Very annoying.

You don’t understand Chen Bufan’s helplessness and boredom.

Apart from the lips marks on the face, they are their saliva.

If you want to have good skin, you have to take Taima oral liquid.

"Okay, let's go back first." Chen Bufan asked.

"Looking at the appearance of my junior brother, I'm not very happy."

"Did you start to dislike us?"

"In my opinion, I have had enough fun and want to provoke other girls."

"Most men are slutty lovers, hum!"

"Sisters, let him sleep in the lobby at night."

"Hehe, I don't! I'll sleep with the crosstalk brother." Wang Doudou's only one is not sociable.

"Tsk! You will be killed by yourself."

Are you talking so explicitly?

Are you so unlucky?

Ahem, the three master's wives are still there.

You should know that it is not easy to be a widow for more than ten years.

Are you so blatant and outspoken, and aren't you afraid that they will be jealous?

All day long, Chen Bufan was surrounded by women, asking questions and chattering.

The ears are almost grinding out of calluses.

Fortunately, someone brought tea and water, pinched his shoulders and rubbed his back.

Chen Bufan's return was so happy that the girls were reasonable.

Not to mention that the man survived the situation of death, even after going out to work for two months, the old ladies at home were extremely enthusiastic.

"Boy, have you improved your martial arts again?" Shenchao took a look.

"Thank you senior to Hong Fu." Chen Bufan sat on the chair and clasped his fists.

"It's all your own abilities to have a shit relationship with me."

"Thank you, senior."

"Did Chi Xiao get it?"

"yes!"

"That's good." Shenchao Ghost Sin sighed, "The fate of the True Dragon is extraordinary. No one survives when others enter the Dead Valley. Not only do you get what you think, but your martial arts are improved again, which is not bad."

Chen Bufan grinned.

"Treat my granddaughter well in the future."

“That’s.”

"This girl can count it when she beats my legs, but she is willing to give you a saddle, either hitting her legs or rubbing her back." The magical test is a scent.

"Grandpa, where do I have it?" Nangong said shyly.

"I'm not blind."

"Senior, are you all here?"

"It has arrived a long time ago. A total of six martial gods have arrived. You can see them in the evening." Shenchao Ghost Stories instructed.

"Although they hide in the mountains and do not care about the world, and for my sake, they still have to give them courtesy."

"I understand." Chen Bufan nodded.

People are here to help, but no matter why they come, they are actually here.

Etiquette is essential.

Otherwise, others will say they are ignorant.

"Senior, I want to ask one thing."

"Tell me."

"Can you always calculate who wins and who loses in this battle?" Chen Bufan asked more tricky than anyone else.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed." The magical test ghost has two brushes, but it is not a name that is blown out.

"I just ask if you can calculate it."

"I can't calculate."

“…”

"Then you still have the secret of heaven and cannot be revealed."

"Boy, you don't understand it, right? Those who are truly proficient in fortune-telling will either be vague and ambiguous in the clouds when they encounter situations that cannot be calculated."

"Or the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed."

"You can't smash your signature. You can't tell me that you are not good enough and you can't know."

Damn, I can still play like this.

Have gained some knowledge.

Half of the world is a cheating, and this sentence is true.

"Senior, do you really not calculate?"

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed."

“!!!”

night!

A dozen people sat together, except for Chen Bufan, they were all old guys.

Including three master's wives.

That, isn’t it good to say that the teacher’s wife?

The martial god realm invited by the six gods of the God of God, three master wives, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, the ghost of God of God, Chen Bufan, a total of twelve people.

The table is not big enough and can't sit still.

"Senior, long time no see. I didn't know that you were the leader of Qinglong that day. I was so negligent. Please forgive me. Don't be surprised." Chen Bufan clasped his fists with his hands, polite and honest, so that people can't find any fault.

The two have indeed met.

It was Chen Bufan's words that made the Qinglong Sect call to fight against the Earth Demon Hall.

"It's easy to say, Brother Zhuge's disciples are really amazing, they are heroes."

"He is the leader of the martial arts world, and he is ordered to be a hero. With a disciple like you, Brother Zhuge will be happy if he knows it." The leader of the Qinglong Sect said politely.

"Why doll, why do I feel so dreamy?" An old man glanced at him with a faint expression, and a dead face. "If Zhuge Xingchen's three wives were not behind the scenes and tried their best to give advice, I wouldn't believe it.

How capable is Chen Bufan?"

"After all, it's not an exaggeration to say that a child is in his prime."

"How great can it be? How powerful?"

"Lao Meng, what are you talking about?" The ghost demon knocked on the table.

"It was." Meng Shangliu cut, "I can help, but I can't sacrifice my life, but I can't listen to false flattery, fancy, useless things."

"I have this personality. I was like this when I was young, but still like this when I was old, and I can't change it in my life."

One word: straight!

Such a personality is actually quite good.

Not good at hypocrisy, not good at catering, and not knowing how to curry favor with.
To be continued...