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?”

a blast of vital energy burst

chief disciple of the Immortal Morality, Gary Williams!” He

word he spoke out formed a deep—green talisman and hit the

Plop!

fell into

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

just now. By the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn't you be a monk like

at John in

me, but also Queenie and Alice have

I let you help me to practice, then who am I to

John shrugged.

returned to

was

the bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she

her skin over as

thoughts while bathing, something ran

Queenie! She forgot to put clean clothes in the bathroom

even more serious than

she came out. It was just that she accidentally fell over and her towel dropped down and John just came in

Angela didn’t even have

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

when she came out, wiped her wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John in front of her: she was

floated into the living room from the bathroom, as if she was a

Well, a naked fairy...

at her, his

face blushed. She threw the towel at John’s face and rushed into

at

took off the scented towel from his face and thought

made

he had met other sisters before and in comparison

was flat. Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too

it could

Angela was B.

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