Chapter 172
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"Well, well, well … this body is really useful! He remembered that it didn't take much effort for him to occupy this body. Was this adaptability? I don't know if it's a coincidence or not. I don't know what would happen if this body was taken by someone else. "Yanran muttered to herself.
The Paragon was puzzled. He didn't know how the mighty Yanran he'd known had become like this.
At first glance she looked like an ordinary person. There was no aura, no power, no power. It was as if he could kill her with a single slap.
In the blink of an eye, Yanran flung herself onto the Paragon's back, using the Paragon's black wings to cover her alluring body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't have any clothes to wear. Take me to a more secluded place and I'll dress slowly. Please, angel."
"Alright!" The Paragon nodded. He led Yanran to a small grove of trees. Yanran pulled out a few spare clothes from her pocket dimension and put them on.
Yanran let out a sigh of relief as she lay down on the ground.
It was a very good body. She was able to suppress the power. Once again, Yanran returned to her original form. Yanran almost thought she was going to leave this world again.
Disgusted, who was lying on the ground, didn't care about the bits of mud and stones behind her. She only wore a coat, which was just enough to cover her buttocks. Her fair calves and bare feet were all buried in the mud.
Yanran breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to leave this place. She didn't want to leave this world.
Although everything was constructed by others using data, and it was a fantasy world that wasn't very realistic, if he had already acknowledged this world, why would he care about whether it was real or not?
It was like a dream. Even if you knew it was a dream, even if you woke up one day.
But if he really continued to sleep, no one would care whether it was real or not.
A gentle breeze blew over, brushing through Yan Ran's fluffy black hair. A gentle breeze caressed Yan Ran's face, blowing away her tired face.
The cool breeze shyly blew past the bottom of Yanran's skirt, bringing a trace of coolness to Yanran's lower body that was not wearing anything.
Yanran sat up shyly. But then she felt a strange sensation in her lower body. The rocks were groping at Yanran's smooth, perfect butt. They wanted to burrow in.
She didn't wear panties. She sat on the grass outside. This was the price.
This was completely different from the feeling of wearing a dress!
Yanran didn't lament the beauty of her body. She stood up and shook her body, flinging away the rocks and grass.
Fortunately, both Yanran and her clothes were high-end products. Not everything could invade them.
The Paragon was kind enough to hand over the feather. Yanran took it, puzzled. She looked at the angel, confused. What was she trying to do?
Yan Ran subconsciously waved her hand at her own body. A strong wind appeared in an instant and blew her hair into the air. Her clothes, which were strong enough to withstand an all-out attack from a late-stage Martial Emperor, were starting to show signs of weakness. Some of the connecting parts had started to crack.
Whoosh!
Kacha …
"Ugh …" Yanran's hair was disheveled. She looked at the angel, then at Xiaoxiao's feather.
"You're not going to kill me, are you?!"
"Yeah!" The Paragon nodded.
Yanran put a hand to her forehead, speechless. This little angel wasn't one to be messed with. If she hadn't tried to destroy the world, Yanran would still be wandering the streets of Nether City. She wouldn't have sent Feng Xueling and the others back to their original world. She'd spent so many years in the sky.
Now the angel was like a daughter to her. Her existence was no less important than Xiao Ling's. But she didn't treat Yanran the way Xiao Ling did. She was still cold, like she wanted to destroy the world.
Yan Ran felt the need to teach the little angel some common sense. She also wanted to let the little angel know that there were some things that could not be used in real life.
But before Yanran could speak, a handsome young man flew in from the distance. Yanran instinctively hid behind the angel.
She didn't want other men to see her like this. At most, it would be in front of the girl she liked. This boy would only benefit others, and Yanran wouldn't be able to get back at him.
There was nothing she could do. Girls were naturally weak in this area. You couldn't just let someone touch you, especially in other places.
From afar, Yanran heard the voice.
"Underworld people? Luo is here to pay his respects to you. I hope you can forgive us. No matter what we have to pay, we are willing. "
I don't want to stay in the Nether Realm any longer than necessary. Forgiveness has never mattered in the first place, "Yan Ran yelled from behind the little angel." It's fine, it's fine. You should go. I can go back now.
She didn't wait for the man to get close, and let the angel take her away.
Her appearance was still a little indecent. If she were to run, she would be exposed as much as she wanted.
It was good that the angel came. She could bring her through space to other places.
? The young man Luo didn't know that Yanran had already left. He continued to shout.
"There, there. I'm pleading for mercy on behalf of the Underworld people, and also for your kindness in not killing us. I also brought many things. Doesn't Miss Yanran need these things? Fortunately, we still have some in Nether World. I'll give them to you now … "
? The moment Luo came over, Yanran and the rest had already disappeared. All that was left behind was an afterimage. Because their speed was too fast, they didn't disperse.
Yanran and the rest returned to their original world, the Higher Realm.
Along the way, Yanran found it strange. That little ball seemed to have disappeared. Yanran remembered that she didn't throw it away. Why did it disappear?
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