Yan Beihan, as sharp as ice and snow, spun her body and simultaneously applied force to whirl around. Fang Che was thrown up by her.
The two spun like pinwheels in the air, suddenly ascending a hundred yards high.
As the giant python landed and charged straight up into the sky, they had already spun dozens more circles in sync, appearing as two tiny black dots, directly flying up to the mountain peak and then rapidly descending far away.
The giant python began the pursuit again!
The two fled in disarray.
Both were bleeding from the nose and mouth.
Just a mont ago, during a face-off with the giant python, the residual power of its tail still swept them, causing serious injuries, but they can’t take care of that now.
The priority is escaping for their lives.
One mountain peak after another was left behind...
A shimring lake appeared before them again. Yan Beihan was about to go around it but was pulled directly by Fang Che, and with a splash, they jumped into the lake.
Then, he stirred the lake water, and Spiritual Power ford a shield which transford into a thrust behind them, propelling them like an arrow towards the other side.
"Your swimming skills are so good?"
Yan Beihan was truly shocked.
This Yemo, how much more is there about him that I don’t know?
Swimming skills so good...
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but shiver. Fortunately, they didn’t encounter such a large lake inside that small world of the Cultivating Gu to Beco a God Plan. Otherwise, if they encounter Yemo over there pulling them into the lake, wouldn’t they surely be dead?
This killing expert knows nothing about showing rcy.
Protecting fragrance and cherishing jade is even less in this bastard’s mind. In the Cultivating Gu to Beco a God Plan, just watching this guy kill won, and they were beautiful... it’s like chopping scallions while cooking.
Snap and there are two halves.
"Of course, it’s all the result of diligent practice."
Fang Che shalessly credited the efficacy of Water Spirit Grass to his own efforts: "After all, traversing Jianghu, as the term implies there must be water, how can one not know how to swim? Do your Wei Wo Zheng Sect people not even learn this?"
"Hehe, whether we learn it or not is none of your business, but if you keep talking to in this tone, I will imdiately show you how Wei Wo Zheng Sect people kill."
Yan Beihan was full of Killing Aura.
Fang Che shut his mouth and sped forward.
Damn it, crazy woman!
I saved your life and am now helping you escape, and you treat like this!
With a thought.
The water behind ford a whirlpool, slapping rapidly on Yan Beihan’s backside.
"What’s going on?" Yan Beihan only felt her butt being incessantly and frantically hit, furious she asked.
"It’s sothing that can’t be helped. My butt is being slapped by the water too."
Fang Che wore a face of Righteousness.
"..."
Yan Beihan was speechless for a mont.
She wanted to say, you’re a man; can your being slapped on the butt be the sa as my being slapped? Besides, why wasn’t it happening earlier?
Now it is.
It must be this guy up to his tricks.
The water kept on slapping fiercely at Yan Beihan’s tender buttocks, unceasingly, and with considerable force.
Yan Beihan slowly felt a peculiar sensation rise, her face gradually flushed red, grinding her teeth: "Stop slapping!"
"I really have no control over it." Fang Che wore a face of innocence.
He had no idea what effect he had caused, after all it was water not hands.
No tactile sensation.
Yan Beihan felt as if small bugs were crawling all over her body, tingly and itchy, feeling extrely strange, almost making her moan.
Her face was rosy red, gritting her teeth firmly.
She glared at Fang Che viciously: "I said! Stop slapping! Don’t ss around!"
Fang Che was taken aback, turning to look, seeing this girl making a fierce expression, but her face was blush red, eyes flashing, unexpectedly resembling Ye ng at certain tis... cough, a little bit.
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