She squinted her eyes and looked ahead, which direction was she heading back to Luojia Mountain?
"Little girl, is there something bothering you after drinking so much wine?
The three of them smelled of alcohol. It seemed they had just been drinking together in the hotel lobby. When they saw her coming out alone, they wanted to take advantage of her.
No matter what dynasty, it seems that being a disciple is a virtue. Even the words they say are similar, and they are so uncreative that people want to bang their heads against the wall!
Luo Qingyu smiled, as bright as a flower. She was feeling sulky, so she used them as a punching bag. She glanced at them sideways: "How do you want to relieve me?" [
When she smiled, pear dimples appeared on her pretty face, her red lips were full, and the corners of her lips were slightly upward, making her look indescribably sweet and cute.
The bodies of the three disciples were almost half stiff, and one of them reached out to hug Luo Qingyu's slender waist: "Brother's solution will make you very comfortable and happy..."
Luo Qingyu stumbled and said "Ouch" as if he couldn't stand still. He reached out and grabbed the man's arm...
"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the man's arm was broken immediately as if it was made of mud-
"Ah!" The man screamed, his face changed horribly, and his original drunkenness suddenly turned into cold sweat.
"Brother..."
"Brother! What's wrong?" The other two people were startled and rushed forward to help the man.
The man's face turned pale with pain, and he shook his arms desperately: "It hurts... it hurts... my arm is dislocated..."
Dislocated?
The other two people breathed a sigh of relief. The dislocation was easily cured. One of them grabbed his arm and shook it, trying to quickly reattach his arm——
"Ah!" The man's cry was like a slaughtered pig, and his cry was even more ferocious.
The two people didn't dare to move. It didn't look like they were simply dislocated.
One of them cast his gaze on Luo Qingyu: "Witch, what the hell did you do?!"
Luo Qingyu squinted his big eyes and looked innocent: "What are you doing?"
Is it a coincidence?
Another person saw Luo Qingyu's face was bright red, his eyes were as hazy as water, and he stood there timidly, like a small flower blooming with dew. His mind swayed, and his lust increased sharply.
He stretched out his hand to hug her: "Come, little girl, let me pamper you."
Luo Qingyu's eyes flashed slightly, it seemed that the lessons given by these three people were still lacking!
She was about to resume her old skills when a gust of wind blew. She was drunk, her head was dizzy, and she stumbled again. This time she truly fell into the arms of that person... [
The man was full of soft, fragrant and warm jade, and he immediately felt proud.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Qingyu's smooth jade face: "Well, your skin is so supple and tender..."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Qingyu stepped on his instep——
"Ah!!!!" That man's scream could resound through the ninth heaven. His foot bones were broken!
He could no longer stand, and fell to the ground with a thud, holding his feet and rolling around in agony - 驩訾丨訩訾举丨騩訾訾丨酩訾訾乩訾乩訾丨騩訾