Zhanxian

Mrs. Fanghua's answer simply did not make Yang Chen feel suspicious at all. Just as Yang Chen was about to command the next sentence, the mutation occurred.

Mrs. Fanghua, naked in her arms, suddenly the full head of blue silk seemed to turn into countless sharp long needles, stabbed down towards the large * * position around Yang Chen.

Originally because of the entanglement between the two people, Mrs. Fanghua's hair had spread all over Yang Chen's body. At this time, the sudden attack was unprotected. No one expected such danger. Yang Chen could not even react in time, so he was already tricked.

Mrs. Fanghua's hands were harsh, but the two bare jade arms were still like embracing Ailang. She held Yang Chen's body tightly and began to shed painful tears at the corner of her eyes.

“Why? Why should you feel comfortable with the Sutra?” Lady Fanghua wept with tears and cried in agony: "Are you raising the cultivation of the slave family in order to practice this harmful practice? Do you have to force the slave family to do it? ”

As the elder of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, even if she has not practiced her own demon heart, Lady Fanghua has heard of it. Yang Chen actually asked her to find someone to practise her own demonic heart, almost certain, for Yang Chen himself.

This is Mrs. Fanghua's conclusion that her heart is better than her own, so despite the pain in her heart, she chose to do it at this time. After all, practicing her golden Red Spirit method is to fall in love with someone and then kill them. Now, anyway, the body already belongs to Yang Chen, and the heart belongs to Yang Chen, so that everything will dissipate with the death of Yang Chen and the smoke will dissipate. It also completely completes Madame Fanghua's golden Red Spirit law great fulfillment boundary.

Hair attacks, especially at moments like this, can't be said enough, few people can think of. Plus the beauty in her arms, the warm fragrance of soft jade, who can realize not long ago brought herself unhappy twisted blue silk, at this moment will turn into a fateful hook of Wu.

Yang Chen's body became stiff directly. Mrs. Fanghua held Yang Chen so tightly, like holding her most cherished lover. In fact, that was basically the case. She felt the loss of life in Yang Chen's body. Her beautiful head rested on Yang Chen's chest and listened quietly to Yang Chen's heartbeat slowly weaken, slowly slowly slowly slowed.

Mrs. Fanghua knows how good she is. This is not an attack like a flying sword, it is simply an object of its own. This killer, it can be said, is Mrs. Fanghua's last life-saving principal, used for Yang Chen, she has predicted the end of Yang Chen.

No one can survive this move. Mrs. Fanghua can feel her hair all buried into Yang Chen's body hole. All the meridians of Yang Chen were completely destroyed by this blow. Even if Yang Chen had the ability to do everything in the sky, he could not escape a dead letter.

With this move, you will not cut off your chances immediately, but you will soon be mourned, and then slowly die in the arms of Lady Fanghua in extreme joy. This is also the last feeling Mrs. Fanghua can leave to Yang Chen, and now she is ready to greet the success of Wanyan Qianhong Spirit Law in the painful mood of killing her lover herself.

However, for some reason, Yang Chen's heart beat was always so strong that there was nothing to diminish. Though Yang Chen's body is stiff, she still maintains enough elasticity. This situation lasted a while before Lady Fanghua realized something was wrong.

“It's so comfortable!” Yang Chen finally breathed out a long breath, and his rigid body began to relax slowly. His face was satisfied, as if he had just experienced a relaxing and thorough horse-killing chicken, and his muscles had relaxed. In the voice, I couldn't say how comfortable it was, my arms tightened, and I hugged Lady Fanghua. In passing, it was a compliment: “Nice craftsmanship! ”

Mrs. Fanghua's eyes stared at the boss. Her entire body was directly stiffened in Yang Chen's arms. She dared not move a bit. No one knows more about the power of that move than Mrs. Fanghua. Yeung Chen was so unprotected that he made it so easy. Next, he gave a really comfortable review. Is this still a person?

“Is this the first time?” After Yang Chenhua had finished boasting about Fanghua, she reached out her other hand and picked Fanghua's chin towards herself. She asked with a smile.

After such inquiry by Yang Chen, Lady Fanghua nodded unconsciously. Until now, she had not fully accepted the fact that her killing technique had no half-effect. Looking at Yang Chen was like looking at a horror monster she did not know.

“Recently someone at Taitianmen has been entrusted with drunken immortals looking for people who practise their own demonic memories. I happen to get this news and wonder what they are going to do.” It was only now that Yang Chen explained to Mrs. Fanghua why she was looking for a master of magic who could practise her own Sutra.

Taitianmen is the leader of Daogun. Naturally, the Devil's Gate does not share heaven's enemies. Listen, Yang Chen just wants to know what Taitianmen is going to do. Lady Fanghua cannot help but rejoice in her grief. The rest of the time can no longer be cared for. One of her heads stuck in Yang Chen's arms.

The original owner's own ailang was not meant to sacrifice herself to practise herself in the Devil's Heart Sutra. This is the place to make Mrs. Fanghua happiest. It is also true that even his own cultivation of a great multiplication period is not an opponent of his blow, why use such a clever method in the Demon Gate to improve, Mrs. Fanghua really thought too much.

One cannot fail to say that women who are submerged in love are the dumbest. Normally, there is no logical and rational question of thinking, entirely out of one's own perspective. Sometimes bad things are good in her eyes, and sometimes it's obviously a trivial thing, but it's a big thing in her eyes. Even though Mrs. Fanghua is already a master at multiplication, her performance here is no different than that of those silly women who fall in love.

Yang Chen was unable to understand the thoughts of such a woman's family, but this did not prevent Yang Chen from further conquering Mrs. Fanghua completely. When she learned that Yang Chen only wanted to know the purpose of Taitianmen, Lady Fanghua had once again lost herself in Yang Chen's warm embrace.

Because of this mysterious misunderstanding, Yang Chen suffered an attack. If Yang Chen Xiu had not been high, he might have had to explain it this time. Mrs. Fanghua, this witch is so unprotected, who knows what kind of weird way to do it under those circumstances?

However, it is also a small ordeal, let Yang Chen remember that when you are with a witch, you cannot relax your guard. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)