MTL - The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader-Chapter 32

Chapter 32

The season was cold and I didn’t say a word with Zhao Jian. I hurriedly put on my clothes and turned around without turning back.

Zhao Jiangui is still full of sorrow.

What happened last night?

He remembered that Yu Xianer had told him that if it was successful, in the following one, most of the next day would feel sore and weak legs, which is always uncomfortable.

But in addition to some dizziness and vomiting, there is nothing wrong with it.

Is it the cold season...

No, he seems to have no discomfort when he looks at the cold season.

Didn't everyone just get drunk and get rid of the quilt and sleep peacefully for a night?

Kobayashi came out of the door and found half of his head.

He looks happy and looks very happy.

Zhao Jiangui suddenly remembered that Kobayashi was a close-knit close friend of Ji Han. What happened last night, he should be very clear.

Xiaolin picked up the clothes on the floor for him and smiled and said to him: "Zhao Daxia, fortunately, you drunk the teacher last night, I can drag you both to the bed. Now the teacher must think that he was against you last night. What did you do, the educators will soon know about it."

Zhao Jian said to himself: "I didn't happen anything last night?"

Kobayashi deplores: "Last night, the two of you shared a total of seven or eight altar wines, drunk and unconscious... In that state, it is really difficult to happen something."

Zhao Jiangui: "..."

Do you need to deplore this kind of thing? !

Xiaolin long sighed: "The amount of alcohol in the weekday is very good. I was drunk so fast last night, probably because of the hungry stomach."

Zhao Jiangui: "..."

Kobayashi said: "I will send this newsletter back to Haoran League! Zhao Daxia, and you must make persistent efforts, it is necessary to let the teacher fully trust you! This way we can attack inside and outside, and win the magic teaching in one fell swoop!"

Zhao Jiangui: "..."

Ok.

He barely counts as a burden on his predecessors.

But why do you feel successful in coloring... a little weird?