Chapter 223 Angelaâs master âAngela, you stay here. Iâll deal with the four bastards.â
âNo, John, we have to follow the principles of the Immortal Morality. No matter how powerful our opponents are, we should escape first. Only when we canât escape can we fight back.â
âWhat? Escape? Is it too late for me to quite the Immortal Morality now?â
âYou wanna be a traitor?â
John didnât reply.
Their conversation reached the ears of the four people of Demonism. Being humiliated like this, their faces distorted with anger. âAre you making fun of us, you asshole?â They roared.
Asshole?
Johnâs face darkened. He threw the principles behind and rushed toward the four men in an instant, Slap!
He raised his hand, a flash of green lightning shot out from his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the body of one man twisted and then turned into dusts without any residue.
âHeâs a cultivator!â
The remaining men turned pale with fright. John moved so fast that they couldnât even see where he was. They looked around, their eyes full of horror.
They didnât expect that this young man would be a powerful cultivator!
They were in a trap!
John turned around and said, âLook! I have surrounded them! Do you want me to leave one to you?â
âDamn it! This scumbag is making fun of us!â
The three men were burning with anger. It was the first time in their lives that they had been despised like this. But John was a cultivator, they couldnât defeat him in any case. The only way out wasârun! They turned around and fle away. âYou bastards! How dare you offend the Demonism! You will pay the price!â One man looked over his shoulder and shouted.
âYou wanna run away?â
John narrowed his eyes, suddenly, a blast of vital energy burst out from his body. âListen, Iâm the chief disciple of the Immortal Morality, Gary Williams!â He cried out.
Each word he spoke out formed a deepâgreen talisman and hit the three men, making them turn into dusts in an instant.
Plop!
Angela fell into a stream.
After killing the three men, John returned to her in surprise and asked, âWhatâs wrong, Angela? Did I hurt you by accident?â
âNothing... Well, John, youâre so domineering just now. By the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldnât you be a monk like me?â
Angela looked at John in high spirits.
âMy situation is quite special. Now not only me, but also Queenie and Alice have become cultivators too with my help.
If you... â
âNo, no! If I let you help me to practice, then who am I to you? You disciple? Donât you think so?â Said Angela, shaking her head.
John shrugged.
The two returned to Greenland Villa.
No one was at home.
Angela rushed into the bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face, her clothes were still dusty which made her very uncomfortable.
The bath took her more than an hour, she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash away all the bad luck on her body.
When she was lost in her thoughts while bathing, something ran a bell.
She was such a fool. She made the same mistake as Queenie! She forgot to put clean clothes in the bathroom in advance! Moreover, her mistake even more serious than that of Queenie...
After realizing that she had forgot to put a change of clothes in the bathroom, Queenie wrapped herself in a bath towel before she came out. It was just that she accidentally fell over and her towel dropped down and John just came in and saw it...
But Angela didnât even have a towel with her!
Actually she didnât care whether she wore a towel or not in usual as she and her sisters were living the house, but today was different! When she was taking a shower, she seemed to have completely forgotten that John was sitting in the living room.
So when she came out, wiped her wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John in front of her: she was frozen at once.
Since she had a long bath, when she pushed the door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom, as if she was a fairy coming out of the heaven.
Well, a naked fairy...
John looked at her, his eyes wide open.
Angelaâs hands stopped, then she cried out with her face blushed. She threw the towel at Johnâs face and rushed into the bedroom.
John smiled at her hurried back.
He took off the scented towel from his face and thought back to Angelaâs body in mind.
It seemed that he had made a mistake in his previous calculation.
It was not that Angela was flatâchested, but that he had met other sisters before and in comparison with them, Angelaâs breast was flat. Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should be for the convenience of walking through the tomb.
So it could be concluded that...
Angela was B.
Two days later.
When John met Angelaâs master, Gianna Semel, he finally came to realize that he lacked experience.
Because...
Her breast was even flat than Angelaâs!
âMaster, I have told John the principles of Immortal Morality, but he has some questions.â Angela said respectfully.
Gianna nodded and looked at John up and down. âWe did right to assign the task of teaching you to Perry. Itâs good for you to reach the venerable realm in fifteen years. Ask me if you have any questions. But maybe I wonât answer them even if you ask.â
John was speechless.
Then was there any need for him to ask?
Sure enough, the Immortal Morality was not professional enough.
After thinking for a while, John finally spoke out all the doubts in his heart, mostly about his background and the intention of the planner behind all this. What did he want? And what was going on with the Immortal Morality?
After hearing this, Gianna gave a knowing smile and said, âItâs not time to reveal everything. What you need to do now is to protect your sisters.â
It was a waste of time to ask...
John lowered his head in distress, feeling like being fooled around like a monkey by her.
At this time, Gianna suddenly pulled him aside and whispered, âWell... John, I have something to ask you. Youâve been have you won?â back to New York for so long. How many âWhat do you mean by that?â Asked John, quite puzzled.
âI mean... You sisters. Is everything going well?â Gianna said.
She gave John a knowing wink.
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ï¤Chapter 2078 Although John was quite puzzled, he still said truthfully, âMy master had told me that before I complete the Nameless divine skill, I canât do anything with mt sisters lest my kidney yang should run off. So I have always been very well behaved.â
âDid he really say that to you?â
John nodded. Gianna couldnât help laughing and said, âHa ha, Perry is so funny.â
âWhat do you mean?â John asked in confusion.
âNothing. Just do what your master told you to do. Remember, protect your sisters.â
Gianna didnât explain too much. Her smile was meaningful.