Chapter 754 Buddhist cultivator and the woman in green

Situ Ruhua was not the only one who wanted to hold Bu Yao's hand, so it was very easy for him to avoid him without leaving any trace.

But this time Situ Ruhua lowered her face.

"Lao San, what do you mean? Don't let me touch you?"

"Aunt Ruhua, my brother has had a problem since he was a child. If he is touched by a woman, his skin will become allergic."

Luo Shui stood up and spoke for Buyao.

"Seriously?" Ruhua didn't believe it. How could someone have such a problem? He must be deceiving her.

"I'll show you."

Luo Shui raised two fingers and touched Buyao's wrist very lightly.

Ruhua looked greedily at the white and flawless wrist and began to swallow her saliva again.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no change in the wrist, Ruhua's expression immediately turned bad.

"That's it?"

Just when he was about to get angry, he saw an ugly red pimple forming on Bu Yao's wrist.

Just like a perfect mirror suddenly has a crooked crack, it is ugly and regrettable.

"Is there any solution to this?"

"nothing now."

"Okay, come in with me first, and I will think of a way."

The anger in Ruhua's heart is something that can be seen but not touched. It's really fatal.

But don't be afraid, she is very capable, so this is not a problem at all in her eyes.

Looking at the back of Ruhua, who was as thick as a waist and had no waist at all, Luo Shui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Brother Buyao's innocence was preserved.

Buyao raised his eyebrows at Luo Shui, as if to say thank you.

Luo Shui felt extremely beautiful immediately, it was so good, she was walking into Brother Buyao's heart step by step.

Soon, they came to a room with glittering gold. Gold and silver jewelry could be seen everywhere. There were several shelves in the room with various porcelains on them.

This place gives people a sense of familiarity with the room of a beloved concubine in the Nine Desolations Mortal Realm.

The rooms of those who are cultivating immortals are all light and elegant, with a faint scent of sandalwood. They will not place such things that look good but are actually not beneficial to cultivating immortals.

Situ Ruhua is a half-immortal who failed to ascend, but her hobby has returned to the starting point.

At this moment, I really have a feeling that the end of cultivating immortality is enjoyment.

"How is it? Auntie's room is beautiful, isn't it?"

"The taste of the flower-like beauty is indeed peculiar, but I am tired and want to rest first."

Listening to the voice of this Holy Lord, Ruhua's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, but he was not angry. All roses have thorns.

The more this happens, the more she likes it.

"Okay, then you rest first, my second son, and then go and have a look at your room."

That dick is naturally finger-tight.

The Tyrant Lion in the space couldn't help but worry a little, whether his Bu Ran couldn't help but draw his sword.

"good."

However, Buran's patience seems to be much better than Tyrant Lion expected.

Just as Ruhua was about to take Buran to the next room, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong, aunt, the city lord is here, go and have a look."

"Humph, what's he doing here? He's gone."

"Auntie, he is the lord of the city after all. I'm afraid it would be bad if he didn't see him."

Ruhua's eyes were even more irritated. This Nangong Jun was really ignorant. When she got some time, she would definitely replace him.

"I know, I'll be there in a minute."

"yes."

The male cultivator reporting outside left, and Ruhua's mood was also affected. She took Buran to the room, arranged a room for Feng Wan and Luo Shui, and then she rushed to the living room.

When she arrived, Nangong Jun was sitting on the main seat drinking tea, acting like a man of the house.

"Nangong Jun, you are seeking death."

Ruhua's tone was quite bad when she opened her mouth.

Nangong Jun put down the delicate tea cup and walked to Ruhua with a smile.

He raised his hand to hug her fat waist, but was pushed away by Ruhua.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

Nangong Jun's opened arms were awkwardly hanging in the air.

After a long while, he said in a not very good tone.

"Ruhua, you are too naive and too easy to deceive. Those people appeared out of thin air. What if there is some secret that will be detrimental to you?"

"Are you afraid that your position will be threatened?"

Ruhua spoke coldly, raised her hand and knocked down the cup Nangong Jun was drinking tea from, and then sat down at the main seat.

Nangong Jun’s hands in his sleeves clenched tightly.

Their half-immortal city doesn't really need such a woman now, and she takes herself too seriously.

"What? Are you thinking about how to kill my aunt?"

Ruhua narrowed her triangular eyes slightly, and the mole on her mouth became cold.

"Haha, you have misunderstood me. It's too late for me to like you."

"Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare. Okay, stop talking nonsense and tell me, what are you doing now?"

"Baby Ruhua, I went back and thought about it. I'm still afraid that you will be hurt by them. Why not, I will take away the cold male cultivator in white and the three female cultivators.

With the person they care about in our hands, the remaining two will definitely obey your words."

Ruhua was about to refuse, but Nangong Jun's last words made her heart move.

"Your proposal is okay, but the male cultivator in white must be kept by my aunt, he is the most handsome.

Just take those three female nuns with you.

Okay, stop bargaining. I know what your intention is. It's just because of the beauty of those three female nuns.

You have a beautiful woman, and I have a beautiful man. No one should interfere with the other's affairs."

"Baby Ruhua, how can you miss me so much? You are the only one in my heart. I propose to take them away solely for your safety."

"Stop talking nonsense, take this person away quickly before my aunt regrets it."

"Oh well."

Nangong Jun gritted his teeth and took away one of them first, but those three male cultivators must not be kept.

"You wait here, my aunt will order someone to bring them over to you later."

"Listen to Ruhua baby."

Ruhua stood up and left, and the smile on Nangong Jun's face fell.

As the lord of a semi-immortal city, he has always been suppressed by an old woman. How could he be willing to accept this?

Ruhua returned to the backyard and turned directly to another room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the woman in green clothes stood up quickly and alertly.

Ruhua looked at the woman's beautiful face and was so angry that she wanted to tear her face apart.

"You go with my aunt."

"Where are you going?" The woman in green clothes remained motionless, looking coldly like a flower.

"You have no right to ask."

Ruhua raised her hand slightly, and the woman in green was pressed to the ground by a strong force.

"Hmph, if you say one more nonsense, I will kill you."

Ruhua waved her hand forward, and the woman in green flew out of the room and fell face down to the ground. The blood instantly blurred her beautiful face.

"stop."

The room next door opened, and a handsome Buddhist monk wearing a simple gray cloth monk's robe appeared in Ruhua's sight.

"Boss." Ruhua shouted in a soft voice, yes, she deserved to catch him with her own hands.

Regardless of her appearance, figure or temperament, I am fascinated by her.

Baby, here you go, please feed me in various ways!
Chapter completed!