Chapter 223

Angela’s master

“Angela, you stay here. I'll deal with the four bastards.”

“No, John, we have to follow the principles of the Immortal Morality. No matter how powerful our opponents are, we should escape first. Only when we can’t escape can we fight back.”

“What? Escape? Is it too late for me to quite the Immortal Morality now?”

“You wanna be a traitor?”

John didn’t reply.

Their conversation reached the ears of the four people of Demonism. Being humiliated like this, their faces distorted with anger.

“Are you making fun of us, you asshole?” They roared.

John's face darkened. He threw the principles behind and rushed toward the four men in an instant,

Slap!

He raised his hand, a flash of green lightning shot out from his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the body of one man twisted and then turned into dusts without any residue.

“He's a cultivator!”

The remaining men turned pale with fright. John moved so fast that they couldn't even see where he was. They looked around, their eyes full of horror.

They didn’t expect that this young man would be a powerful cultivator!

They were in a trap!

John turned around and said, “Look! I have surrounded them! Do you want me to leave one to you?”

“Damn it! This scumbag is making fun of us!”

The three men were burning with anger. It was the first time in their lives that they had been despised like this. But John was a cultivator, they couldn't defeat him in any case. The only way out was—run! They turned around and fell away.

“You bastards!How dare you offend the Demonism! You will pay the price!” One man looked over his shoulder and shouted.

“You wanna run away?”

blast of vital

I'm the chief disciple of the Immortal Morality,

formed a deep—green talisman and hit the three men, making them

Plop!

into

John returned to her in surprise and asked, “What's wrong,

when did you become a

at John

also Queenie and Alice have become

help me to practice, then who am I to you? You disciple? Don’t you

John shrugged.

returned to

was

bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face,

she scrubbed her skin over as if

was lost in her thoughts while bathing, something ran a

a fool. She made the same mistake as Queenie! She forgot to put

more serious than that

bathroom, Queenie wrapped herself in a bath towel before she came out. It was just that she

Angela didn’t even have

in usual as she and her sisters were living the house, but today was different! When she was taking a shower, she

in hand, she saw

she pushed the door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom, as if she was a

Well, a naked fairy...

her, his eyes wide

She threw the towel

at her hurried

scented towel from his face and thought back

made a mistake in his

was not that Angela was flat-chested, but that he had met other sisters

Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should be for the convenience of walking through

could

Angela was B.

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