Super Student's Three-realms Army

Even if this matter were to be discovered by others, Lee Changming and Li Changtian would both die in his hands.    

In that case, the black-clothed man also had the utmost confidence that he could escape unscathed. He simply wouldn't have any worries or troubles just because the victim was a member of the Jiangnan Lee Family.    

However, if this was the case, then the 'sense of accomplishment' in the man's heart would be greatly reduced. He would also enjoy the feeling that he had created.    

Looking at these men who were so far away in the eyes of ordinary people that they didn't even dare to provoke them or even look them in the eye, these men were all struggling in front of him, trying their best to be useless.    

Furthermore, in front of him, he showed an expression of despair and pleading, as if he was a drowning man who was grabbing onto the last straw of hope …    

As for himself, he smiled lightly and leisurely sent them on the long road to hell.    

Moreover, this was not the end.    

Afterwards, under his flawless and perfect crime plan, he had plotted against all those who dared to interfere in his case. He disguised himself so that he could catch a fake murderer.    

To be honest, this kind of feeling really gave the man in black a very strong feeling of addiction. And this addiction was one that he could never get rid of!    

When he thought of the so-called "glorious history" that he had committed in the past, the corners of the black-clothed man's mouth curled up and the smile on his face became even wider.    

The man took in a deep breath. He felt that the air was filled with a charming fragrance that made him intoxicated. This was also the sign that the smell of blood was approaching …    

The man in black slowly reached out his hand towards the door handle …    

"Hualala …"    

The hot water from the shower poured onto Yan Bao'er, making her feel refreshed for no reason.    

After all, every woman loved feelings.    

Especially in these past few days, in order to find Zhang Xiaofann and Yan Bao'er, they had walked through more than half of the cities in the southern region.    

Just now, he had fought with Zhang Xiaofann in a huge battle. He was covered in sweat and could not control himself.    

Even though, to Yan Bao'er, she always carried the faint scent of a virgin, like an orchid, without the slightest trace of sweat …    

Even so, every time Yan Bao'er thought of the sweat she had from fighting with Zhang Xiaofann, she felt extremely uncomfortable.    

Yan Bao'er slightly raised her head and let the warm water sprinkle down on her face. Along her jet black waist-long hair, her neck was as white as a swan's. Her exquisite collarbone, one point at a time, slowly flowed down her face.    

This feeling of bathing was extremely enjoyable for Yan Bao'er. At the very least, she wouldn't be able to enjoy such a blissful feeling when she was at the Netherworld …