Xiao Yuan let out a long breath, took out the Ruyi Divine Clay from the storage bag, licked his lips, and then gently, gently pressed it on Feng Qiulu's chest.

Feng Qiulu's delicate body trembled, her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't open her eyes.

Under the guidance of Xiao Yuan's thoughts, the Ruyi Divine Mud continued to expand, gradually covering Feng Qiulu's entire chest, completely covering the area that turned into metal. Then, Xiao Yuan gave a soft drink, and the Ruyi Mud gradually became thinner.

, like light smoke, it melted into Feng Qiulu's body and merged with her meridians.

Xiao Yuan let out a breath. I don't know if it was because he was nervous or something, but there was a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Xiao Yuan wiped his sweat and asked softly: "Miss Feng, how do you feel?"

Feng Qiulu almost whispered: "My chest is so hot. I have never had such a warm and soft feeling since I can remember!"

Xiao Yuan said: "Next, I will let the Ruyi Divine Mud release the flame essence and melt the gold, stone and jade crystals. It may be a little painful, but it will not hurt your life, because the Ruyi Divine Mud will protect you.

Heart pulse!"

Feng Qiulu nodded slightly: "Mr. Xiao, just do it, I believe you!"

Xiao Yuan pursed his lips tightly and stared at Feng Qiulu's chest for a moment. From the corner of his eye, Feng Qiulu's lower abdomen was flat and smooth, whiter than snow, with a sultry temptation.

Xiao Yuan cursed himself secretly, calmed down, put his palm on Feng Qiulu's chest, and slid it gently. On the surface, it seemed to be stroking, but in fact, he was slowly pouring his spiritual energy into it.

The flame essence in the Ruyi mud is stimulated, bit by bit, like a spark of fire, slowly melting the heart veins that have turned into metal.

Feng Qiulu gritted her teeth. Her bangs had become soaked without knowing it. Finally, she couldn't help but groaned in pain.

Xiao Yuan was slightly startled and his movements became gentler.

The flame essence in the Ruyi mud is released little by little, entangled with the metal made of gold, stone and jade crystals in the heart.

Soon, the gold, stone, and jade crystals began to melt. After melting, they were quickly absorbed by the Ruyi Divine Mud.

Time passed slowly, and the melting process reached a critical moment. Xiao Yuan's muscles were tense, and he did not dare to be careless. Feng Qiulu's hands tightened the corners of the quilt, and she endured it hard.

At this moment, a voice came from Xiao Yuan's ears. It was the voice of Lord Feng. His cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, so even though the voice was far away, he could still hear it.

He was distracted for a moment and listened carefully. It was indeed Lord Feng's voice. The voice came from downstairs. It seemed that Lord Feng was arguing about something with the four flower slaves.

Xiao Yuan's heart sank. Before he went upstairs, he ordered the four flower slaves that no one would be allowed to enter the embroidery building within three hours. They would definitely obey to the death. In that case, they would definitely have a conflict with Lord Feng.

The castle master is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how can they be opponents?

But I am at a critical juncture here. If I leave, all my previous efforts will be wasted. But if the four flower slaves cannot stop Master Feng and let him break in, won't they put Si Ying in danger again? If Si Ying continues again

If you can't stop it, then you will really fall short and all your plans will be ruined.

"Why is this old man here now? He really knows how to choose the right time!" Xiao Yuan cursed secretly.

At this moment, Feng Qiulu's delicate body trembled and she suddenly cried out in pain. Xiao Yuan was startled and quickly gathered his mind. He did not dare to think too much. He only hoped that the four flower slaves and Yun Siying could deal with each other for a while longer, and not to

What would happen?

Xiao Yuan heard it right, those four flower slaves did stop Master Feng downstairs.

When Lord Feng saw them, he was startled and asked, "Aren't you embroidered couch flower slaves? How dare you break into my Golden Stone Castle?"

The four flower slaves looked at each other without answering.

Lord Feng sneered and said: "Where there are flower slaves embroidering couches, there must be flower envoys. Where did the flower envoys go? Could it be that they are upstairs?" He glanced upstairs and snorted: "I

Kill the flower envoy first, and then I’ll take care of you!”

Unexpectedly, when the four flower slaves saw that he was about to go upstairs, they ducked and blocked him in front of him.

Lord Feng said coldly: "You dare to block my way, you are really overestimating your capabilities. Are you looking for death?"

A flower slave said: "You can't go up!"

Lord Feng laughed angrily: "This is the land of my Golden Stone Castle, and I am the Lord of the fort here. How dare you humble flower slaves point your fingers at me?"

The flower slave said: "In short, you can't go up!"

Lord Feng suddenly became alarmed: "Could it be that you are carrying out some conspiracy? Are you also coveting that piece of gold, stone and jade crystal?" At this point, he was already impatient. He struck the air with his palm and shouted: "Get away!" and then beat him.

past

Spiritual energy surged, a sharp whistle sounded, and an overwhelming air flow came over them. Although the four flower slaves were agile and faster than Jinghong, they had no intention of avoiding them. Instead, they raised their palms together and came forward.

But after all, there was a huge difference in cultivation and the air current surged. They were swept up like dead leaves in the wind and fell far away in front of the building.

Lord Feng sneered: "You are really overestimating your capabilities!" He strode towards the building.

Unexpectedly, the four flower slaves, with blood stains on their mouths, stood up again and blocked the building together.

Lord Feng was furious: "Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"

He flicked his hand, and a dazzling golden light appeared, a giant cymbal with an edge as sharp as a knife, spinning and flying out.

The four flower slaves were shocked and raised their arms together. With a clear cry, their arms turned into snow-white wings, forming a semicircle. When blocking the front wings, the light shone brightly, like water waves reflecting light.

Create a light air mask

Just a whirring sound was heard, and the giant cymbal flew towards me. It hit the air mask first, making a hissing sound, as if the air was torn. The air mask did not last long before it was broken through. Then, the giant cymbal was no longer blocked, and quickly

Penetrating into those white wings, blood spattered and screams arose. The four flower slaves fell into the blood in the blink of an eye. The white wings contrasted with the dazzling blood red, and the scene was extremely sad.

Lord Feng snorted, and without looking at them again, he flew into the air and rushed into the building.

"I want to see what tricks you are doing?"

Rushing all the way to the top, they found Yun Siying standing there very cutely. She was in her original appearance at this time, so Lord Feng didn't recognize her at all. He asked curiously: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear in my Golden Stone Castle?"

So many more strangers?"

Yun Siying knew that he had advanced cultivation and was vicious in his actions. Looking at him, she felt a chill in her heart, but she also knew that she could not retreat. If she just got out of the way, Master Feng would definitely rush into the boudoir. In that case, Xiao Yuan would

Both she and Feng Qiulu were in danger, so she forced herself to calm down and said with a salute: "Little girl Yun Siying, please pay your respects to Lord Feng!"
Chapter completed!