Chapter 595 White-Haired Demon
However, Luo Yang, who had True Qi and knew Shadow Fist, was not someone ordinary Martial Artists could compare with.
Seeing Luo Yang energetic, the two village beauties smiled in relief.
They both reached out to tidy up his shirt.
The three of them had been close together previously, causing each other’s shirts to become somewhat disheveled.
Luo Yang glanced down again, and couldn’t help but shiver with excitement.
The two beautiful women didn’t know he could see through others’ bodies; otherwise, they would have been embarrassed enough to run all the way to their grandmother’s house.
"Cowboy, I am wearing clothes," Sister Guihua joked.
"Sister Guihua, I am thinking ..."
As he spoke, Luo Yang was too embarrassed to continue.
The excuse about thinking had been overused by Luo Yang.
The beauties had also grown tired of hearing it.