The first thousand one hundred and fifty-one chapters are full of illusions
This was the first time that Zuo Feng felt death. It was not an unexpected change during his previous practice that made him feel that death was infinitely approaching, as if his life was gradually passing away.
In the past, special situations occurred during his cultivation. Zuo Feng was mostly in a state where it was difficult to control himself, and when he finally felt that death was approaching, most of them were in a very bad state, or simply when his mind was a little blurry.
But the feeling now is completely different from those. Although I know that I am in the realm of spiritual extremes, and although I know that what I see in front of me and what happens may not be real, my vision, hearing, smell, and touch are all so real.
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Especially the battle with the ghost hunter was even more real. The changes in his body's aura and mental power were completely what he would see when he actually fought with the enemy. Moreover, he did not appear to be out of control of his body.
situation, and even he himself is facing the ghost hunter in the best condition.
The feeling of being penetrated by the enemy was so real that Zuo Feng could clearly see the opponent's pale gloves dripping with his own blood.
There was tearing pain in his body, and his throat was shaking violently. He wanted to make a sound, but as soon as he opened his mouth, large streams of blood kept spewing out.
The spiritual energy in the body is gradually passing away, dissipating between heaven and earth, and the power of thought is also constantly passing away, because the existence of the sea of thoughts allows Zuo Feng to remain extremely awake.
A strong gust of wind hit his lower back. Zuo Feng knew that the opponent was stepping hard, but he couldn't even move his fingers.
"Bang"
With a deep sound, someone kicked me hard in the lower back, and my body flew forward and landed heavily on the ground. Because the force of this kick was too great, my body was still rolling forward after landing.
, I could intermittently see Guizhen slowly retracting his feet in the distance, with a smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
There was a bit of disdain and ridicule in that cruel smile, as if killing himself was of no importance to him.
Deep unwillingness and anger grew from the bottom of his heart, but he failed, and the battle against the ghost hunter was lost. I don’t know why Zuo Feng felt that this was real, that he was facing the real ghost hunter, and he
Although he was unwilling to do so, he was truly defeated at the hands of the opponent.
Everything greatly exceeded my expectations. It can be said that all aspects of ghost hunting were much better than expected. It was not only myself who was prepared, but the other party was also more prepared.
But everything seems to be reasonable, and it is not because in the realm of spiritual extremes, ghost hunting has exerted strength beyond reality.
The opponent is indeed strong, but the opponent is only a part higher than you, and it is precisely this part that makes you die in the end.
His ghostly skills allowed the opponent to gain an upper hand. When he lost his initiative, he could only respond hastily. In addition, he had never encountered such an opponent before. After losing the initiative, he was suppressed at every turn. More importantly, his mental attacks were ineffective.
It also made Zuo Feng suddenly lose his bearings.
If you think about it carefully, since this ghost hunter is related to Yao Zhen and Hua Qi, it is natural that he also knows his own mental attack methods, so it is normal to be prepared. This is a calculation without intention. Now it seems that he has indeed despised this ghost hunter.
opponent.
Zuo Feng, who was lying on the ground, could not move even half a minute, and his mental power had completely dissipated at this time. A heavy sleepiness came over him. Zuo Feng felt that his body had become as light as nothing. He was really dead. He was possessed by ghosts.
Hunted and killed.
Suddenly, Zuo Feng himself was confused as to whether he was dead or still in the realm of spiritual extremes.
In the confusion, Zuo Feng felt as if he was falling downwards. This feeling was not good, because he had a premonition that if he continued to fall, he might not die, but the trial would probably fail completely.
The next moment, Zuo Feng felt as if he had landed on an extremely soft place. A faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. The fragrance seemed to be intoxicating. Smelling this intoxicating smell, Zuo Feng gradually opened his eyes.
Open your eyes.
I saw myself lying on a big bed, with gauze curtains hanging around the bed, making the scenery outside feel blurry and unreal.
Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared outside the gauze tent. The figure was very delicate and pretty, and one could tell at a glance that it was a woman.
Zuo Feng could not feel any traces of injury on his body and seemed to be back to his normal state. However, he was lazily unwilling to move as he smelled the fragrance wafting from the bed.
The beautiful figure came outside the gauze curtain and gently lifted it up, revealing a charming face, but it was the young master of the Yao family, Yao Qiu'er.
The Yao Qiu'er in front of her was only wearing a small piece of clothing, and the thin clothing wrapped her delicate figure. Although she was only a little girl of sixteen or seventeen, she had already seen the temptation brought by a mature woman.
Less than half a point.
Yao Qiu'er smiled sweetly at her, with a shy blush on her cheeks. At this moment, there was a rustling sound on the other side of the big bed. When Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, he saw someone who was also wearing a small coat.
Without makeup, she lifted up the veil and looked at herself.
Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er looked at each other, and a hint of hostility could be seen flashing through their eyes at the same time, but in the end it was replaced by shyness.
As if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, they raised their legs and stepped onto the bed at the same time. The two of them were wearing small clothes, sitting on the edge of the big bed with their knees bent, and half of their smooth white jade legs were exposed at the same time.
Because of wearing shoes and socks, the white and tender feet like green bamboo shoots appear so naturally in front of my eyes.
Although Zuo Feng clearly felt that something was wrong, he seemed to find it reasonable. This weird feeling was like immediately recognizing the ghost hunter's identity after seeing him for the first time.
Watching the two women climbing onto the bed gently, Zuo Feng suddenly felt his mouth dry and his breathing short. This was more difficult than fighting the ghost hunter, and he suddenly lost his bearings.
I don't know how to resist.
"Feng Lang, Sister Su and I have made an agreement that from now on the two of us are willing to coexist peacefully and serve you together."
Yao Qiu'er slowly lifted her other leg onto the bed, half lowering her head and whispered shyly. There was a bit of boldness in that shyness, which made any man unable to help but hug her when he saw it.
A lot of love and affection in my arms.
But Zuo Feng knew that this was not possible and could never passively accept it. This was a test for himself, but he had no idea how to break the situation, so now he could only passively accept it all.
"Husband, after today we can always call you this. You know our friendship for you, and you also know that we finally reconciled because of you. From now on, when we are together, you must not only favor sister Yao and neglect Yan'er."
Su Yan spoke softly with a softness she had never shown before. She was already kneeling on the bed, supporting her body with both hands and crawling to Zuo Feng's side.
When Zuo Feng found out, Suyan and he were already very close, and both of them could feel the other's slightly warm breath.
There was a burning sensation in his lower abdomen, and Zuo Feng felt the urge to reach out and hug him, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on to the silk mattress on the bed with both hands.
"Xixissuosuo"
There was a scraping sound of clothes, and when Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, Yao Qiu'er had slowly taken off the thin clothes, revealing the pockets tightly wrapped around his important parts. At this glance, Zuo Feng felt his head.
There was a sudden roar, and the fragrance seemed to act like a catalyst, turning Zuo Feng into a beast.
When Zuo Feng came to his senses, he found that he had already held both Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er in his arms. The softness of their chests pressed against his ribs, and it seemed that there was a tiny bulge in them, which was slowly growing.
As he became firmer, a feeling of suffocation that was about to explode came from his lower body. Zuo Feng felt that he was "lost".
"Feng Lang, this is my first time, you have to be gentle."
"Husband, hold me tight, I want to be in your arms for the rest of my life, and I want to never be separated from you."
Breathing like orchid is like penetrating into the body, teasing Zuo Feng's most primitive desires. The gentle and unbearable feeling makes Zuo Feng feel like an arrow is on the string and he has to release it.
Zuo Feng clearly knew that this was a test, and that he should never deal with it this way, but he just couldn't resist such a "beautiful" feeling.
The moment Zuo Feng put his big hands into the clothes of the two women, the real and unparalleled smooth touch completely made Zuo Feng melt.
At this moment, the whole person seemed to be sinking downwards, sinking deeper, and he failed again.
At this critical moment, a silhouette in white suddenly appeared in Zuo Feng's mind. The figure in white was so familiar. The moment he saw the silhouette in white, Zuo Feng shouted crazily in his heart: "Chen Die,
It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be.”
As if he had finally gained a bit of strength, a bit of strength to resist everything around him, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and pushed back the two delicate bodies in his arms.
Seeing the resentful eyes and dejected expressions of the two women, Zuo Feng felt as if a knife had been cut out of his heart, but this feeling made him more sober.
He stepped hard on the bed with his feet, and finally made up his mind to leave, although he was still a little bit reluctant to leave, with such a sour taste.
However, Zuo Feng's body had already flown away. Just when his body was about to hit the gauze tent, his whole body suddenly became light and airy.
Everything in front of him became blurry and unrecognizable again, or it could be said to be a complete chaos, but Zuo Feng vaguely felt that his body was not falling but floating upward this time.
Taking a breath secretly, Zuo Feng knew that he had finally survived this second test. If he failed again, he might not have any chance.