"You kid is playing tricks! If you have the guts, let's compete."
Ouyang Qinglian was not that easy to talk to. He angrily raised the sword in his hand and challenged Helian Muge.
"Yes, you're a young man who can't win with force. If you have the guts, you've competed with Mr. Ouyang. But I think you don't have the guts."
The great elder standing over there wanted to help Ouyang Qinglian when he was in danger, but there was an abbot standing next to him who was as eager as him, and his martial arts was much higher than him. Who dared to take action?
, so now when he found the opportunity, he crossed his arms across his chest, squinted his eyes, and looked at Helian Muge with a look of contempt and arrogance. He deliberately looked down on Helian Muge to stimulate her to compete with Ouyang Qinglian.
With his arrogant look of looking down on others, his provocative tone, and his aggressive tactics, most men would not be able to bear to fight back, but he was facing Helian Muge, and this move was very difficult for Helian Muge.
Said it was useless.
"Oh, how did you know I didn't plant any seeds? My mother said I was too young and wouldn't let me save any seeds."
When Helian Muge said this, the crowd below burst into laughter again, and Helian Muge's dark eyes turned as he continued speaking.
"Furthermore, you see that I am as tall as a tree, elegant, and handsome. The son I will give birth to will definitely be the same as me. After more than ten years, I will be in my prime, and I will pick up girls."
When we were young, what would we do if our sons wanted to rob girls with me? I would definitely be no match for the young man’s youth and talent. Just like Mr. Ouyang, like the eldest elder, he would be no match for the young master’s liveliness, intelligence, and knowledge.
, no match for my youthful beauty, no match for my peerless appearance, no match for my overwhelming power."
As Helian Muge spoke, he raised his hands and gestures to Ouyang Qinglian and the Great Elder. His description once again made the crowd below burst into laughter again, and a young man asked curiously.
"Little brother, why do you always use adjectives to describe women? Although you are very beautiful and handsome, you don't need to use such adjectives."
"Oh, you don't know something, knight, because when my mother was little, she was afraid that I wouldn't grow up and raised me as a girl, so I..."
Helian Muge said this, looking at the young man, winking deliberately provocatively, throwing a flirtatious look at him, and blowing a fragrant kiss.
"Crack!"
"bump!"
Helian Muge's actions shocked a group of people, and some of them even vomited out in disgust.
"Ahem, brother, you don't have a broken sleeve, do you?" someone asked without fear of death.
"Ah, no, what's good about men? Of course I like beautiful women. Men are tall, thick, and smelly. What's good about men is that graceful and graceful women are attractive."
Helian Muge behaved like a pervert this time, and then he continued in annoyance.
"So you said, I am so handsome, personable, and smart, and if someone else comes out who is equally handsome, personable, and equally smart, wouldn't that mean I am taking advantage of myself? So, now I am
I don’t know how to save seeds, I still have beauties all over the world!”
Helian Muge raised his head and looked at the crowd below with pride, as if he were a small and ambitious person.