Ning Qianqian knew Lu Qinglian's thoughts, and she cooperated with Lu Qinglian in a coordinated manner.
"Ha ha ha, then you both join my harem, and I can spare your lives."
Upon hearing the conversation between Lu Qinglian and Ning Qianqian, Han Shaolin believed they had resigned to their fate, seeing the beauties about to fall into his hands, his vigilance lowered.
Lu Qinglian's long hair faintly shimmered with a firelight, and Ning Qianqian was even more from the Dragon Clan. Han Shaolin, who had committed countless atrocities, had long wanted to experience the feeling of being a Dragon Rider. Now, a dragon clan girl had voluntarily presented herself to him.
"Han Shaolin, these two are disciples of the Holy Son of Mount Taihua. You should think carefully and prevent them from escaping later on."
The Hall Master of Evil Extreme Sect did not forget to remind Han Shaolin.
