Almost in the blink of an eye, Guan Yu rushed to Gao Yu's side, wrapped her slender waist and limbs with one hand, exerted a little effort, and Gao Wei's whole body fell into Guan Yu's bosom.

Next, Guan Yu leaned sideways and kicked a salted pig in the hand that touched the high-dimensional buttocks.

Ah...

There was a scream. The salted pig's hand was ninety degrees deformed. It was hard to squeeze in front of him. The man who was ready to take the opportunity to wipe oil had a cold sweat on his face. One face was twisted because of the severe pain. A pair of eyes looked...