C7 Lord Hierarch Look at Me

Ji Rao immediately showed an expression of disgust. Master of Devil Religion, Ji Rao, had never been able to hide his disgust. Even if he liked it, it was obvious on his face.

"With just you?"

"That painting really doesn't have a thousandth of the Sect Leader's charm. If this young one knew of Sect Leader's appearance, he wouldn't have missed the room that day when he walked through the Devil Religion." Ji Rao's lazy and almost infatuated face looked at Ji Rao's face, "That painting really doesn't have a thousandth of the Sect Leader's charm.

He was referring to the time when he had been looking for Eushi.

Ji Rao felt that he had been insulted. He stared coldly at Gu Shenwei and said, "If you want to get on my head, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so!"

With a flick of his palm, a few red lines flew towards Liu Ming.

He opened his hand lazily and a fan appeared, directly blocking the red lines. With a faint smile on his face, he said, "It's always very difficult to obtain good things. However, if it's for the Sect Leader's sake, then I am willing to give it my best."

"Today, the Sect Leader of Japan will treat it as eliminating harm for the people."

She pursed her lips into a smile. That smile seemed to have a myriad of styles, but it was a pity that Ji Rao, who he had only seen before, didn't understand or appreciate it.

The next moment, he lazily jumped out of the window.

"Halt!"

A red figure flashed by, Ji Rao chased after him.

His white robe flapped in the wind as he stood lazily with his hands clasped behind his back on the sharp tip of the eaves.

Ji Rao rushed over right after him. He came out in a hurry and didn't wear his shoes. He just stood on the eaves barefooted.

He lazily looked at the pair of jade feet, somewhat dazed.

This Master of Devil Religion was truly outrageous. Even his feet were so tender and white, it was as if he had never traveled a long distance before. Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel even more itchy in his heart.

He was already regretting it.

In the past, Ji Rao's portraits were everywhere and almost everyone said he looked good. However, people were rebellious, and indolence was one of them. With so many people saying that Ji Rao was good-looking, he lost interest in Ji Rao. When he saw her today, it seemed that he had misjudged her.

If he had seen Ji Rao's face earlier, he wouldn't have attacked just now.

"Since you offended my subordinate, the Sect Leader of Japan will take you back to punish you for your crimes."

"If the Sect Leader wants to bring me back to bed to interrogate me, this one is willing."

The indolent words made Ji Rao's anger grow even more. He just felt that it was too shameless to indolent this person.

Loneliness was known for its lightness skills. This person's martial arts were third-rate, and he ran even faster than a rabbit. In terms of Qing Gong, he was ranked first, and no one else was ranked second. This was one of the reasons why the officials could not catch him.

"I hope that even after entering my Devil Religion Prison, you can still say something like that."

"That's only natural. After all, even if it's a dungeon for Devil Religion, you still can't change your mouth for me, right?"

Ji Rao was furious.

"You're courting death!"

"I am willing to die with the Sect Leader."

Ji Rao held the red thread in both of his hands and pierced towards Ji Rao lazily. After all, he couldn't block it from all directions with his lazy fan, not to mention that he wasn't a match for Ji Rao himself.

Ji Rao found an opportunity. When he lazily dodged, he directly fanned out and pressed down on one of Ji Rao's acupoints.

The rapist immediately felt a wave of powerlessness in his right leg and could not help but kneel down. Immediately after, a red thread bound his four limbs and wrapped itself around his neck.

He saw a pair of jade feet appear in front of him, shining in the darkness.

Then he heard the Sect Leader's cold voice.

"You're not the only one who knows how to play with a fan."

The rapist raised his head to look. Ji Rao's black hair was lifted by the wind, and his lips were slightly curled downwards. The way he looked at Ye Zichen with such an indecent expression made his lower abdomen tighten.