Chapter 83: This guy is not afraid of thunder when he marries her now
The teaching king nodded slightly and waved his hand: "Okay! Siming, you have made a great contribution this time, and I will reward you. By the way, there won't be any spies following you, right?"
Yang Siming hurriedly said: "My subordinates have carefully checked it when they came down. No one will follow them."
The teaching king nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, you can go down first."
Yang Siming agreed to a few yeses, lowered his head and left.
Long Fuyue screamed bad luck in her heart: "Grandma, it turns out that this Yang Siming is really my bodyguard, but now he has become the slave of this damn king. This damn king brought me here
What are you doing? Do you have any evil intentions?"[
She stood on the ground, her eyes moving wildly. She was speechless, so she just looked at the person opposite her openly.
A light flashed in the king's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed.
Long Fuyue only felt her body tremble, as if a needle was pricking her body. She couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ouch! It hurts! Bastard, why are you pricking me..."
Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly let out a slight 'eh' sound.
Hey, she can talk now.
Before she had time to be happy, the teaching king narrowed his eyes and grabbed the air with his palm.
Long Fuyue seemed to be attracted by a magnet and could no longer stand. Her petite body flew straight towards his palm!
By the time she came to her senses, her body had fallen into the arms of the religious king.
Long Fuyue was greatly frightened. What a handsome kung fu this guy had! She struggled to move her body and wanted to jump away. But the palm of the teaching king was like an iron pliers, tightly holding her waist, making her want to move.
Can't move either.
She was so angry that she couldn't help but yelled: "Hey, you bastard, let go!"
The sect king grabbed her like a chicken, pinched her face with his big palm, and said coldly: "Fortunately, her appearance is not bad, otherwise I would be in trouble for marrying such a hairy girl.
Already."
"Marry?" Long Fuyue shuddered hard. Did she hear it correctly? This damned king wants to marry her? Come on! She is still a fifteen-year-old child now! This guy is not afraid of marrying her now.