Xiao Ran gave her all the things Chuyan wanted.

"This is what you want."

Chu Yan accepted it silently, then blinked and looked at Xiao Ran carefully.

Seeing Xiao Ran’s spirited and hormone explosion, he said meaningfully:

"Heroes save beauty...you should bring a few wives back to fight with Master and Master to fight the underworld."

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"My wife doesn't, but I brought back a big bird and a selves."

Chu Yan was slightly stunned, and he really didn't hear this news.

“Where?”

"I won't show you the big bird, I'll let you see my serpent."

Xiao Ran put Ju Yan on Jianping.

The sword ping is too small, and it looks as majestic as a god.

The mottled black iron shell has corroded battle traces, showing even more tragic and sad momentum.

The huge anthropomorphic future design is incompatible with the pastoral style Zhijian Peak, as if it is not from the same era.

"There is an old saying in my hometown - a real woman is about to open a giant rosy. Do you want to try it?"

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Chapter 180: The Night Fog is Wet
Chapter completed!