Women's clothing bosses always want to give up on male protagonists

Yin Ciyue's eyes seemed to be looking at the clown. He was stingy at saying a word, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the little liar beside him gritting his teeth angrily, and drooped his eyelashes: "Brother, I didn't mean that."

Both Song Qingwang and Yan Luofan were stunned for a moment.

Yin Ciyue is so "in awe" of his elder brother that he can even accept such unreasonable anger?

Immediately afterwards, Yin Shilang pushed his nose on his face, acting like a standard villain, "You don't mean that? I think you are very happy in your heart. How many good things the head has given you recently, show it to your brother look."

Yin Shilang would not be so arrogant before Linguyu, but since he became an outer disciple, he felt looked down upon and looked down on every day, and he had already lost his psychological balance. If you regain your dignity online, you will lose control.

Seeing that Yin Ciyue was really ready to take it out, Yan Luofan was the one who went crazy first, "Don't waste your time, do you know how many bugs are here? I'm going crazy, if you don't want to hunt beasts, quit as soon as possible!"

He stared at Yin Shilang and said the last sentence, which was very specific.

Song Qingwang also recovered from the shock, and said along the way: "We have to hurry up."

A group of people continued to search for the mysterious spirit beast, while Yin Ciyue looked at the swaying Zhuhua behind the little liar's head, and the corners of his mouth lightly twitched: at least he didn't care.

Yin Shilang, who was interrupted by his opportunity to show off, had dark and terrifying eyes, clutching the disaster stone tightly in his hand.

He is just an idiot who only knew how to dodge when he was selected for entry. It is too unfair to be accepted by the Venerable just because of a face.

It just so happens that this calamity stone can’t be left on your body for too long, so it’s better to give it to the little princess, if you accidentally let the beast scratch your face... Now you can imagine the crazy look, the loss must not taste good ?

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