The Chunli Legion Camp Xin Jiang Jin Tent, Yang Wenwu and Angel both wore armor to insert into a huge bath. The misty steam looked very hazy under the light with dry magic light on the top of their heads. The naked jade neck and snow-like skin were even more tempting.

"Sweetheart, the delegation of the Blue Dragon Imperial Academy will be returning tomorrow. You really decided to leave Yang Wenwu and opened her eyes and asked suddenly.

"I am Feng Yao's maid like you now, so naturally Angel, who was about to stay, sighed lightly.

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"Do you think Feng Yao can really protect you?" Yang Wenwu asked.

"I don't know, but to be honest, when I feel that it is under his protection, I feel very at ease, which is enough for Angel to say lightly.

"Sweetheart, you won't be surprised.

"Where are you thinking? How could it be what you thought An Qier gave Yang Wenwu a blank look, but she was very shocked. She understood very well that when she made this decision, it was because she was not rejected by Feng Lang, and she could even have some good feelings for her. It was difficult for her to understand whether she was playing with fire. For a woman, it was difficult for her to stay by Feng Ling to not have a good impression of him. She was a very contagious man, and her whole body was filled with mysteries. It was easy for women to become curious about him. Then she was subtly silent in contact and engraved him in her heart, but do she have other better choices now?

Yang Wenwu looked at Shi Qier in contemplation and didn't say anything anymore. Now, her fate is destined, and she is actually not as regretful as she imagined. She even had a little stimulation about Mo Zhi's life, and Yang Wenwu herself was a little confused about this.

Just when the two women were thinking about each other, the Eighteen Fengwei from Yang Wenwu led it in and said, "Report to General, Feng." Pastor Feng came. For the Eighteen Fengwei, he was really unsure of what attitude Feng Hu should serve. His lord is someone else's maid, so what should they do if the guards of the lords?

"Ah" He's here." Yang Wenwu suddenly felt a little at a loss. It's so late, what did he want to do here? Could it be that he wants to put himself in? After all, the maid's request to the master is unconditionally obedient, and the bed warming is the most basic one.

"Is he the only one?" An Qier asked.

"There is another person, but he is wearing a cloak and can't see his face." Feng Wei led the way.

Yang Wenwu breathed a sigh of relief. Since she had brought outsiders, it shouldn't be what she thought. She ordered: "Please ask them to the outside room to wait, and I'll come out immediately."

The one who came with Feng Yao was naturally the commander of the Demon Strike Legion, Cha Yixiao.

"You bring me here to eliminate demonic energy?" Ben smiled and said suspiciously.

"Yes, do you have any objections?" Feng Lang asked.

"Why are you here?" Cha Yixiao was obviously a little dissatisfied. She originally wanted to find a place where no one was. After all, she was unwilling to let others know about some things.

"Why can't you be here?" Feng Yao asked back.

Jian Yixiao snorted coldly and stopped answering. He was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

"The blood and energy of the military camp are solemn, and the evil energy is shocking the sky. It can cover up some breath that is expelling the demonic energy. Who knows whether the twelve-winged purple demon is hidden somewhere in the imperial capital? He must be very sensitive to the original demonic energy. You will never want to be in trouble." Feng Yiu saw that Cha smiled and refused to respond, but explained that of course the fact was not what he said. He chose the Pili Legion camp for only one purpose, just to show it to some people.

When Feng Hu and Ben Yixiao came out of the Peacock Mansion, many people saw it. Although Daixiao was wearing a cloak, the aura of the gods on her body was not difficult to detect by some masters in the mansion. In other words, Gret and Emperor Yingyang should have known it now. This reflects the connection between themselves and the gods from one side. If they are afraid of their identity as the priest of the temple, what about the gods? I believe they should also think carefully now. Another thing is that they come to the Pili Legion camp and don’t return all night. It will cause some associations among those people, which will make them angry but helpless. Isn’t this a very pleasant thing?

Although Zheng Yixiao knew that Feng Lang said nothing, he didn't say anything else. As long as he could drive away the damn bone-bearing demonic energy for himself.

Soon, Yang Wenwu and An Qier came out from the inner tent with the fragrance of the bath.

"Feng Hu, you" Yang Wenwu.com spoke, and saw Feng Lang raise his sword eyebrows and staring at her with a smile.

"Young Master Yang Wenwu immediately came to his senses and shouted in disgust.

"An Qier has seen the young master, compared to Yangwenwu, An Qier seems generous and has a much stronger adaptability to her new identity.

Feng Ming sat on the big chair, stretched his legs and rested them on the stool in front, and said, "My girl, Qi girl, I'm tired, why don't you come here to help the master press.

Yang Wenwu and Angel looked at each other, both of them were stunned.

People in Ganpuli are very noble. Now they are really unaccustomed to being like ordinary maids.

"Yes, young master." Angel came to Feng Yao's back, placed his ten fingers on his head, and gently pressed him.

"Not bad, comfortable, I've practiced it." Feng Yao praised.

Angel'er's body stiffened slightly and she didn't answer, so she continued to massage him.

Yang Wenwu walked over reluctantly at this time, with a hint of anger, a hint of humiliation and an indescribable meaning, squatting at Feng Yi's feet and pounding his thighs.

"Fake, you want to murder this young master. You beat it so heavily and you beat it to pieces." Feng Yao opened his eyes and shouted.

"You" Yang Wenwu bit her lower lip and slowed down the strength of her hands. She had never done anything to serve others. She stayed in the military camp for many years, so she naturally had no effort or heavy actions.

"You tickled me, right? You can't kill an ant with this force. How can you help me unblock my meridians and promote blood circulation?" Feng Hu glanced at Yang Wenwu, who was trying his best to endure, and said sneer.

"You've had enough, the left is not right, I'm not doing it anymore." Yang Wenwu suddenly stood up, yelled at Feng Yao and rushed out of the gold tent. At the moment of shook his head, two tears seemed to fall on Feng Xie's face.

Feng Yao was not angry at all. He just wiped two drops of transparent liquid on his face and muttered: "This girl has a really bad temper. If she doesn't beat her, she won't beat her anymore. She even spits on my young master's face."

"Young Master, she's tattooed

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"Okay, stop talking. Go and find her. Tell her that I will requisition the young master of the golden tent for five nights, so that she can be more optimistic and don't let anyone get close to you." Feng Lang waved his hand.

"Yes, young master." Angel glanced at Feng Lang's head with an inquiring gaze, and then left the gold tent.

After only two people were left in the golden tent, Feng Lang stood up long and smiled coldly at the side, saying, "Go to the inner skill, the Tea Legion Commander, it's time to drive away the demonic energy."

In the inner tent, Feng Yao looked at the big bathtub and the thin and sexy underwear scattered around him and couldn't help swallowing. It seemed that the two women were taking a bath just now. Are they really the legendary lilies?

Feng Hu set a ban and smiled at Tea, who was still wearing a cloak, saying, "Okay, the leader of the Tea Legion, you can wear a loose dress."

Da Yixiao's body stiffened, took a deep breath, and removed the cloak with his back to Feng Ling, revealing the silver-white robe inside. Then, she removed the silver-white gloves from her hands, and reached the slender and white jade hand to the tie in her chest. With a gentle pull, the silver robe suddenly slid off.

Feng Ming's heart thumped, staring at Cha Yixiao's soft body with black eyes burning hot, with only pink underwear and underwear, it was actually half-shaped, with large snow-like skin exposed to the outside, especially the slim waist, which was slender and moist, but at first glance it looked amazingly elastic. He believed that this beautiful waist could be easily folded down, and he could definitely make various difficult movements on the bed, such as the most difficult movements of the celestial girl scattering flowers and the exquisite waist.

Feng Hu stuck out her tongue and licked her somewhat irritable lips. She pulled her thoughts back from the pink lustful space. She didn't know if it was her own illusion. He clearly saw Ben Yixia's white skin as white as snow turned pink like a layer of rouge, and her delicate body seemed to tremble slightly.

The underwear has been taken off for a long time. Feng Xie was not in a hurry. For him, half-covered and half-exposed are much more tempting than completely naked.

At this moment, Da Yixiao was in conflict and helpless. Not to mention fully presenting her beauty in front of a man, in her life for more than two hundred years, except for her parents and her deceased wet nurse, no one knew her gender and appearance. She appeared in the eyes of the world as a man, and was a mysterious and cruel commander of the Demon Slayer Legion. But now, she was about to take off naked in front of a man, which was hard for her to accept. Now she felt the scorching eyes sweeping inch by inch from her skin, so careful and serious.

She spent three days making this decision. For her, the gap between time and a realm is the most important thing. In order to retain this strength, she would rather make some sacrifices. But the fact is that many things are easier said than done. Only when she really reaches this point did she know how difficult it is.
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