Chapter 177: If you've got the skills, let's compare

After saying that, the two pulled and tugged and went to one side to beat each other up.

Yuan Lang then stepped forward, and Wu Yue only then noticed that the beastfolk was exceptionally handsome today.

His snow tiger beastfolk‑exclusive soft bright white hair was held high by tree vines on his head, revealing his whole sharp‑angled handsome outline.

Wu Yue stepped back two steps: "What's wrong with you today?"

Yuan Lang smiled lightly looking at her: "Nothing? Don't you think I look good today?"

Wu Yue nodded: "It's quite handsome, full of flirtatious aura, you can smell it from far away."

Yuan Lang: "..."

Every time he wants to lead the little female to glance back at his own handsomeness from the previous world, he always gets angered by the words that come out of her little mouth.

The beastfolk looked at her moist red lips, his eyes narrowed, and he really wanted to block her so she couldn't speak.

"Yuan... Yuan Lang!"

Suddenly a soft, tender exclamation came, interrupting the two's conversation.

Wu Yue's face stiffened.

Damn, really life is full of encounters, everywhere there's this loli‑voiced Barbie.

Yuan Lang's face, which had been all spring breeze a moment ago, instantly clouded over; Wu Yue, who was relatively close to him, could even hear the creaking sound of someone's teeth.

Ye Duo today came precisely to show the shaman her cultivation results; now she can already enter a meditative state for several breaths.

But unexpectedly, just as she arrived at the shaman's cave entrance, she was dazzled by a tall, handsome beastfolk figure, his sturdy legs kicking as he happily ran over here.

Looking at Ye Duo's two lumps bouncing on her chest as she ran, Wu Yue strangely muttered: "A bit small."

This remark was extremely untimely, and Ye Duo, who had run over here, happened to hear it.

That moment, the previously bright spring expression instantly turned to thunder and lightning; the creaking of her teeth was even louder than Yuan Lang's earlier.

The flower‑tree granny behind Wu Yue tugged at the grass mat on Wu Yue's butt, whispering: "Yue, Ye Duo hates it when people say her chest is small."

Wu Yue embarrassedly touched her nose, she just spoke impulsively.

"Who are you saying has a small chest?"

Ye Duo glared fiercely at Wu Yue, puffing out her two chest lumps.

Wu Yue looked at hers, then turned to look at Yuan Lang's chest, then shook her head with a meaningful expression.

In an instant, both parties felt the innuendo, their gloomy eyes all turned toward her.

Wu Yue's face stiffened, hehe dry laugh: "Well, I'm just jealous of you... purely jealous."

Ye Duo resentfully looked at Wu Yue, yanking off the grass vine from her upper body.

Wu Yue shocked face!

I knock! I damn it big knock!

You damn, exposing your chest and breasts in front of so many people, really okay?

Where's the shame?

"Say my chest is small, if you've got the guts, take off and compare with me!"

Ye Duo, full of pride, bounced twice, drawing exclamations from the surrounding males, then proudly looked at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue silently wiped her face...

Damn, big chest not allowed to touch, small chest not allowed to speak, you tell me to strip and I strip? Do I have no face?

At times like this, it's definitely "may the daoist friend die, not the poor daoist."

Wu Yue looked solemnly at Yuan Lang, softly said: "Aren't you supposed to protect me? It's your time to shine, don't be careless going up!"

Speaking, that slender index finger still hidden in her own armpit, quietly pointed at Ye Duo who was running naked in broad daylight across from them.

After saying that, she gave him a thumbs up, with an appreciative look: "I believe in your size."