Chapter 1183 You Keep Pretending!

"Yes, yes, hurry up and go to the bed and wait, let the lord come to you...you make the lord happy, maybe..."

A steady stream of obscenities emerged from the crowd.

The crowd was laughing and laughing happily when a white light suddenly flashed out, flashing past them like lightning.

"Ah~"

"ah!"

"ah……"

A few pig-killing screams came from the crowd, and those people jumped up three feet in place, blood flowed from their mouths, and they spit out most of their tongues with a puff...

The white light came out of the blue, let alone hiding, they were caught without even seeing where the white light came from!

There are so many masters present, but few of them can see the source of this white light. They only feel that this white light is extremely dazzling and extremely powerful, and it cannot be used by anyone with spiritual power above the ninth level.

For a moment, everyone thought that a foreign enemy was coming, and looked around in surprise.

But Mo Zhao's eyes fell on Di Fuyi like a knife, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "You—"

That white light was actually emitted by Di Fuyi who seemed to be unable to stand still!

At this moment, Master Zuo Tianshi was still lazily leaning on Gu Xijiu, holding the sword that Gu Xijiu gave him in his hand: "The tongue is used for eating, since you use it to spray dung, then Do it."

Mo Zhao: "..."

Everyone's face has changed! Subconsciously took a few steps back. This Zuo Tianshi was tortured to such a virtue, how could he still take someone's tongue at will? !

Gu Xijiu was also a little surprised, and glanced sideways at Di Fuyi beside him: "Your spiritual power hasn't been eliminated?"

Couldn't Mo Zhao's Xiaoling lock be fake? !

Di Fuyi was still leaning on her body as if he had no bones, and he said seriously: "Of course it has been eliminated, and a lot has been eliminated."

Gu Xijiu: "..." You keep pretending!

She is actually a little strange, she has always smelled that other men stink, but when she came to worship today, there were a lot of men around her, and her sense of smell was normal——

Di Fuyi, which originally smelled like stinky salted fish, became light and warm again.

However, this girl is so good at pretending, Gu Xijiu decided to hit his arrogance, and sent a voice to him: "You smell a little..."

Di Fuyi froze, finally straightened up, and asked her in a low voice: "Your sense of smell hasn't recovered yet?"

He obviously secretly fed her the antidote last night, so it should have taken effect just before the church visit...

She acted as if nothing had happened, he thought she had already recovered, but he didn't expect...

Gu Xijiu coughed, "Guess?" Then she glanced at his blood-stained robe with disgust.

Di Fuyi finally remembered that in order to play a full set, he has been enduring nausea and sloppiness these days, not only did he not take a bath, he even did not use cleaning techniques...

He stayed in that shabby prison cell for nearly ten days, sweating half his body and blood every day, accumulated in this way, on his body... it really can't be smelled! Even if her nose didn't fail, the smell on him is probably not much stronger than the smell of stinky salted fish!

It's just—

Di Fuyi flicked his sleeves, and a ray of light flashed across his body. The blood stains on his body finally disappeared, his black hair flew away like a waterfall, his purple clothes flowed like a cloud of clouds, and the fox eyes on his forehead were shining brightly. Young Master Jia: "What about this?"

Gu Xijiu: "..."

Di Fuyi straightened his clothes again as if no one was there, and smiled: "It doesn't stink now, does it?"