Master Dan Yang couldn't help but glance up at the woman in the short skirt again.
The latter noticed the gaze, lowered her head, glanced back, and sneered:
"What's wrong, Old Ghost Ximen, you've lived a second life, yet you still can't change your lecherous nature?"
"If so, why possess this useless old thing? Possess a young handsome lad... I might consider playing with you."
"As for this old body, forget it, too much of an old man's smell, I can't bring myself to do it."
The woman's voice was crisp, her speech quick, like a lark in the forest.
But unfortunately, her name in the last life was... Granny Wudu.
"Want me to give you a thrill?"
The Isle Master of Cloud Mist turned around, her figure graceful, yet her throat emitted a hoarse man's voice.
Master Dan Yang gagged, "Get lost, you old demon, with you around, I'm afraid of having nightmares at night."
"Hehehe."
The Isle Master of Cloud Mist let out a hearty laugh.
