Chapter 268: Miss, Please Conduct Yourself with Dignity

The crowd watching this scene was truly dumbfounded.

The strength of this Anlong Wudi's maid was plain for all to see.

But at this moment, this very maid had been yanked out of thin air by Xu Chen?

Damn! How the hell did Xu Chen manage that!

What stunned them most of all was that Xu Chen had directly forced a kiss on this maid.

No, no, no—not a maid, but a Martial Saint, an absurdly powerful Martial Saint.

Yet even such a Martial Saint had been taken advantage of by Xu Chen.

For a moment they were both envious and jealous with hatred.

Damn, why didn't such a good thing fall to them?

If only they were a bit stronger, there'd be nothing for Xu Chen to do.

For a moment, many people were grinding their teeth inside.

Especially Luo Qianshang and the others, so jealous their teeth were nearly ground to bits.

A dozen or so breaths later, Xu Chen suddenly retreated. He looked at the blushing Jing Lian and grinned: "Still gonna hit me with the Divine Palm? This is your punishment."

This was also a slightly frivolous line from his past life when he was playing the villain in the original text.

Then, according to the original text's next plot, Jing Lian would fly into a rage.

Immediately after, she would enter world-destroying mode, slaughtering in all directions, and the worst off would be him.

As for Ye Xuan, that bastard liked to stay hidden and ended up reaping the greatest benefit.

Of course, Xu Chen couldn't be bothered to care; he just needed to play out the plot.

The crowd also felt that the Anlong Wudi's maid was about to fly into a rage next.

After all, being kissed for no reason at all—her dignity and majesty were both damaged.

Any goddess would have to be furious!

Therefore, everyone wore a teasing look as they watched Xu Chen.

Luo Qianshang tilted up the corner of his mouth and said: "Xu Chen, you even dare kiss the Martial Emperor's maid—you really aren't afraid of death." Di Qiankun laughed: "I admire you as a fine man, but after today, you and I may be separated by life and death." Yang Han also said with amusement: "Awesome, but this kind of advantage isn't so easy to take, brother."

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then also mocked: "Tsk tsk, keep your distance, this Martial Emperor's maid is about to fly into a rage."

Having said that, the four of them consciously retreated a thousand miles.

The crowd also grinned and followed suit in retreating.

When a Martial Saint is angered, blood can stain a hundred thousand miles.

They still wanted to keep their lives, so they had to beat it. Xu Chen saw this and said dismissively: "Noobs, afraid of even this, a bunch of cowards.

Let alone a Martial Saint—even if a female Martial Emperor stood before me now,

I'd still dare kiss her, without even blinking.

Once I kiss her, she'll have to fall for me, submit to me—get it, you pussies?" As he spoke, Xu Chen was as arrogant and overbearing as ever.

As if nothing in this world was worth his regard at all.

Upon hearing this, the crowd's mouths twitched slightly.

You really can talk big!

We truly can't compare.

But once you're done blowing hot air, we'll see how you plan to escape.

With that thought, every great power in the world fixed their gaze upon Xu Chen and Jing Lian.