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Let me flirt?

And let me flirt hard, flirt hard?

Shame them to death? !

Ah... isn't the current atmosphere a bit inappropriate...

Seeing Zhang Xiaopang standing in a daze, Jiang Yichen shouted:

"Why are you standing still, burn it if you tell me to burn it! Burn it quickly!"

Nima!

Fat Lord, I'm so desperate!

Zhang Xiaopang patted his chest, and replied sonorously: "You must have forgotten that I am also a trainee who has been learning to sing and dance for two and a half years, right?

"Show me! Just see if I can show them to death!"

bg, get up!

"My Lady is Arriving"!

I saw Xiaopang crossed his hands under his crotch, pouted his hips high, and began to wriggle back and forth restlessly. It was obvious that he was already brewing emotions...

Everyone at the scene was completely confused, what is this fat man going to do?

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Xiaopang spoke...

?(︶д︶?)

"The world is so big! Who can show off like me~"

?(?vдv??)

"Even if the pervert sees me, he still has to risk his life!"

?(? ?° д ?°)?

"My old lady will show me back when she arrives~"

By the time he sang to this point, Xiaopang's feelings had already been brewed enough, and Xiaopang's buttocks had already begun to shake uncontrollably!

! ! !

Jiang Yichen: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

"Show is show"? !

wait! It's burning, not showing off! I don't seem to mean that! Hey!

But Xiaopang's feeling has been completely up, and he can't hear Jiang Yichen's shout at all!

(??°??°)?

"Even if your martial arts are high, you are not as coquettish as me~"

When singing up to this point, Xiaopang flung his buttocks all the way in front of a wood spirit with third-rate strength, and rubbed his thick legs against the wood spirit's small trunk...

At this moment, the little tree spirit was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, allowing this pervert to do whatever he wanted on him...

Fatty:

?(▼dish▼?)

"Ma'am, I'm in a bad mood today~"

(???)?╰hi╯

"Whoever dares to compete with me, I will give him a pair of scissors~"

With a "click", the little tree spirit's little tree spirit was smashed by him in one fell swoop!

Jiang Yichen and the others are no strangers to it, but where have these ignorant little beasts seen such a scene? !

Everyone was so frightened that they trembled all over, their legs clamped tight and they dared not speak.

good chance! Taking advantage of Xiaopang attracting everyone's attention, Jiang Yichen and the others started burning, killing and looting everywhere...

Fatty:

?(?o?o?)

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, my ghost ancestor, who doesn't know~"

?(︶д︶?)

"I have a unique move, love is better than Jin Jiansuo!"

Singing and singing, Xiaopang locked another little dryad, and directly hooked his legs around the dryad's neck, and came upside down with a golden hook! Even with such a difficult movement, Zhang Xiaopang's electric buttocks never stopped!

Ole Chette! ! !

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What kind of bad moves are these? !

Labor's eyes! Eyes! ! !

?゜゜??゜゜?．

Some little dryads with weak psychological endurance burst into tears on the spot!

?(?vдv??)

"Eat ice cream in winter, hey! I wear mink in cool summer~"

?( ?°3°? )

"If Qingdao doesn't fall, I won't fall; if snowflakes don't float, I won't fall!"

Oh no!

Falker!

You sing and dance rap and sing and dance rap again, can you stop licking blind chickens! ! Put your tongue away, hey!

Letting my Pete Uncle see what you're doing is never going to make it easier for you! oh! I promise, I dare to promise! He'll kick your fat ass hard with those brand new monkey boots!

The sound of vomit vomit at the scene became one...

There is a deep-rooted perversion that can cross races...

Xiaopang's scale became bigger and bigger, and his movements and expressions became more and more exaggerated. Finally, some Shadow Eaters couldn't hold it anymore, and flew aside to vomit with the dryad.

I can't fight anymore, I can't fight anymore, what kind of devil painting style is this, is this still a battle between life and death?

Disgusting as hell, fucking opened the door for nausea!

Mr. Tree...

As a majestic super-class expert, tears of grievance can't stop flowing down at this moment, and he said in a dull voice:

"Beating, beating, yes... If the beating continues, the house will be finished..."

Responding to him was Jiang Yichen's tongue-in-cheek laughter:

ψ(｀?′)ψ "Wow, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack! Who is more cruel? Jiang Yichen, the wasteland yamen! Nima! See if I don’t give you all of your forests to Huo Huo today!"

(‵ ′) "Brother Bawang, Xiao Yu, let's work harder! Xiaopang, don't stop dancing, change the song when you're tired!"

? ? ? ?

This wretched fat man also has a song changer? !

Mr. Shu quickly ordered: "Brothers! If you can't stand it, stop fighting and put out the fire! Put out the fire first!"

At this time, Wang Teng and the others finally arrived at Jiang Yichen's side, and they didn't even need a map to navigate, because Jiang Yichen's place was already smoldering and blazing, and they could be seen from dozens of miles away!

If you want to come to Fenghuo Langyan to describe the scene in front of you, right? Is the fight so fierce?

Wang Teng: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

Guo Jing: d(?д??)

Hong Qigong: ∑(°口°?) Huh?

This... this... this group of butterflies scrambling around are Shadow Eaters, right? What's the situation with these groaning dryads? What about Jiang Yichen and them?

Before the few people could recover, they heard a burst of familiar cheap laughter.

Following the voice, it was indeed the one surnamed Jiang!

At this time, he was standing on an earthen cannon with a dark face, pinching his waist and laughing wildly:

ヽ(‘⌒′メ)ノ “Wow quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack!

"Wow quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack! I'm going to burn the whole forest! Labor and capital will not leave you a single sapling! Even if you have a very few lucky ones who survive, you will become a homeless unlucky one , Wuhu~”

After speaking, another wave of gunpowder was fired, and a forest in the distance was ignited by it again...

this... this...

This is a little different from what Wang Teng and the others imagined?

Shouldn't the normal situation be that Jiang Yichen was pressed on the ground by that pervert Yaorou and rubbed wildly? ! Why this style of painting?

The few people were attracted by a burst of high-pitched singing before they could recover...

Zhang Xiaopang:

"Hot girl!"

"Facker!"

"Hot girl!"

I saw this wretched fat man with a red turban that he got from nowhere, directly spying on the Bulgarian demon king...

Later, he used a dryad as a steel pipe, and performed live. The fat man with a fat body was flying back and forth around the dryad.

The frightened little Dryad's face was pale, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and he was about to faint from fright.