100 Ways to Get the Male God

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She was about to say something to remedy, but Yun Chuyao suddenly curled his lips slightly and reached out to her.

He wore white gloves on his slender fingers, and the fingertips touched the corners of her eyes lightly. The man narrowed his long and beautiful eyes, and his voice was unclear:

"Not as good as Miss Tao's eyes...pretty."

For the last two words, his voice was soft. Originally, there was a kind of casual wickedness, and the soft ending sound was like a kitten's paw, gently scratching the bottom of my heart.

...is the Lord God so crispy?

Yu Chu opened his eyes slightly.

She only remembered that she was picked up by him. But there is no emotion between them.

She stepped back a little, Yun Chuyao's fingers fell into the air, and the slender and beautiful knuckles stopped in the air. He lowered his eyes and smiled, and retracted his hand.

"Miss Tao is afraid of me?"

Staring at her with wicked and cold eyes, she felt breathless for a moment, Yu Chu blinked, and said in a low voice, "Master Young Master is famous..."

Living King of Hell, isn't this title enough to be scary?

After listening to her answer, Yun Chuyao was silent for a few seconds, then sat back casually, and said lightly:

"Just kill the people who should be killed."

After a pause, he squinted his eyes again: "The rumors are not credible, I have never killed innocent people indiscriminately."

"..."

Yu Chu was a little confused.

What the hell is this explaining?

She looked a little weird, restrained her mood, and nodded slightly, "Young Marshal Bodhisattva's heart."

Yun Chuyao glanced at her sideways, and curled his lips slightly.

Yu Chu was brought into the Yun family just like that, and he was received as a VIP and lived a very comfortable life.

During this time, she was practicing martial arts almost every day. Although she was very tired, she could feel the changes in her body after getting up every day.

In fact, in ordinary planes, five o'clock is enough to deal with ordinary people, and ten o'clock is already extraordinary.

Moreover, this real plane has limited spirit, and the cultivation of martial arts is also limited.

If you really want to cultivate to 100 points of force, the force can handle the fairy world and the devil. In this real plane of non-immortals and non-devils, it is inevitable to be a bit overkill.

She hadn't seen Yun Chuyao again these days. After all, the young marshal was also very busy, and the war was raging outside. The Yun family was able to keep the entire Nanyang, and its strength was evident.

If the coalition forces cannot enter, the people will be able to live in peace for a few days.

Yu Chu opened the window and saw a car slowly driving into the manor, the guard opened the door, and a slender young man in military uniform stepped out of the car, lazily adjusted his white gloves, and then suddenly raised his eyes.

Yu Chuzheng met his gaze and couldn't help but froze for a while, so he nodded politely and smiled.

The people below were silent for a while.

He put down his hand, and suddenly curled his lips into a smile - and returned a very friendly smile.

Yu Chu inexplicably felt that his life was in danger.

The young marshal was moody—he smiled innocently, but was able to issue the execution order without any hesitation.

At this moment, he suddenly got a smile from this person, and Yu Chu felt a little scared.

Yun Chuyao walked leisurely into the lobby, and she backed away from the window, thoughtful.

Anyway, I have enough force now, if I really can't, just run, it's no big deal.

She thought for a while, and just after she felt relieved, she heard a light knock on her door.

Yu Chu frowned, got up to open the door, and saw a slender young man standing in front of the door, looking straight at her with narrow and beautiful eyes, with a playful smile on his lips.

"Miss Tao, have you been doing well these days?"

Still a soft voice with no emotion.