Hearing Chi Li's words, the masters of Baiye Lin and the Miao clan immediately looked at him playfully

"Chi Li, you still rely on your Great Elder, do you think he has innate strength and is amazing?" Bai Yelin said disdainfully.

"Baiye Lin, you are less arrogant, your innate strength is invincible in modern times, not to mention that our Great Elder still has the Tiger Spirit Divine Sword, he must have attacked your Miao Clan station now, and surrender to us, otherwise it will be a dead end." ”

"Hahaha!" Bai Yelin laughed disdainfully, and shouted with the Tiger Spirit Divine Knife in his hand: "Chi Li, then what do you look at this knife?"

Chi Li and the elders of the Black Miao clan looked at the knife in Bai Yelin's hand in unison, and then their faces changed instantly.

"Tiger Spirit Divine Knife, impossible, how can this knife be in your hand?" Chi Li shouted in disbelief.

The faces of those elders of the Black Miao Clan also changed greatly, this Tiger Spirit Divine Sword was not in the hands of their Great Elder, how could it fall into the hands of Baiye Lin?

"Haha, isn't this obvious? Your Great Elder was killed by our God of War, so this knife has become a trophy of our Miao clan. Baiye Lin smiled proudly.

Chen Yifei already had the handle of the Ganqi axe, and because of the existence of the remnant soul of the Qianqi, the power far exceeded that of the Tiger Divine Knife, and the Tiger Divine Knife was already a little redundant in his hands.

Therefore, he handed over the Tiger Spirit Divine Sword to Baiye Lin, and the other party can now exert the strength of the 8 veins of the Heavenly Rank, plus this Tiger Spirit Divine Sword can fight even if it is innate.

This can maximize the power of the Tiger Spirit Divine Sword.

"No...... No...... The Great Elder will not be defeated. When Chi Li heard that, he showed a look of despair.

He knew very well what it meant for the Great Elder to die.

If the Great Elder didn't kill the Miao God of War, then their prophecy of the Black Miao Clan should come true, and that God of War would destroy their Black Miao Clan.

"Kill!" Bai Yelin had already spit out coldly, and then the killing broke out.

The masters of the Black Miao clan were killed one after another under the attack of the Baiye Forest, and in the end, only Chi Li was left.

"I'm not reconciled, why is the prophecy of your Miao people good, and the prophecy of our Black Miao is a catastrophe. Chi Li's mouth was full of blood, and he roared out unwillingly.

And the next moment, the Tiger Spirit Divine Sword in Bai Yelin's hand had already slashed through his neck in an instant.

Chen Yifei shook his head when he heard Chi Li's words, he already knew the so-called prophecy of the Black Miao Clan.

However, he felt that the people of the Black Miao tribe had been fooled by the ancient predecessor who gave the prophecy, and if it wasn't for the people of the Black Miao tribe who took the initiative to provoke him, he wouldn't even know that there was a Black Miao tribe.

It is even more impossible to take the initiative to exterminate the Black Miao Clan, so they can still be safe and sound now.

It's a pity that that prophecy really harmed these Black Miao people, making these people run in front of him to die.

is also a prophecy, this Black Miao is really sad.

The masters of the Black Miao tribe have been killed and injured, and the remaining masters no longer need Chen Yifei to participate, and when the Miao people finish cleaning up the spoils, they can go back to the Miao tribe.

…………

A day later.

Holy Maiden Villa, when Chen Yifei walked by, those Miao people saw him, and immediately knelt down with respectful faces, after destroying the Black Miao Clan, his prestige as a god of war in the Miao Clan has reached its peak.

It can be seen from the Miao people in front of him who knelt down as soon as they met him.

Chen Yifei nodded at these people, and then continued to walk forward, but when he reached a courtyard, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Because this courtyard is Zhao Yueling's residence.

After looking around and seeing that there was no one, he flipped in.

As the god of war, he could have entered openly, but he wanted to use this way, because it gave him a feeling of stealing jade.

Doesn't a man like him just like this feeling?

With hesitation, Chen Yifei tiptoed into Zhao Yueling's room.

But just entering the room, Chen Yifei was stunned, there was a bath bucket in the middle of the room, at this time Zhao Yueling was reclining in the bath bucket, and the retreat sticking out of the water, with petals, was so tempting.

The petals floating in the bath bucket covered Zhao Yueling's beautiful body, and with a trace of water vapor, it was even more hazy, like a fairy bathing in the fairy mist.

Isn't this saint a beautiful fairy?

Looking from Chen Yifei's direction, you can just see Zhao Yueling's pair of peaks half-exposed on the water, and one slender leg is even more cheerful sweeping the petals on the water, making some beautiful movements, and then holding the foam with both hands to spread it.

The water waves driven by Zhao Yueling pushed the petals on the water surface to both sides, making the beautiful scenery faintly visible.

Crash!~

Suddenly, Zhao Yueling stood up directly from the bathtub, and the beauty of her whole body was all in Chen Yifei's eyes.

"......" Chen Yifei stared at Zhao Yueling's back, feeling that his throat was itching, and he swallowed saliva.

The other party's wet hair is scattered on his back, and the back curve is really the Buddha's heart.

After he destroyed the Black Miao Clan, he had already announced the rule that saints could not fall in love, but it was except for this Zhao Yueling.

And this woman didn't raise the slightest objection, and she should know why in her heart, which is why he is here tonight.

"God of War ......" When Zhao Yueling got up, as soon as she turned around, she saw Chen Yifei staring at her with an evil smile on her face, which made her pretty face flush instantly, and then returned to the bathtub in a panic.

Let the water flood his neck, Zhao Yueling breathed a sigh of relief.

She was obviously not ready to appear in front of Chen Yifei like this.

"Holy Maiden, I've seen everything I should see, what else is hidden?" Chen Yifei walked forward playfully, sat down on the edge of the bathtub, and looked at Zhao Yueling: "Get up, show me, I want to see ......"

When Zhao Yueling heard Chen Yifei's words, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and said ashamedly: "God of War, don't be like this, it's embarrassing......"

"If you don't come out, I'll go in?" Chen Yifei looked at Zhao Yueling teasingly, and when he finished speaking, before Zhao Yueling could react, he had already removed the clothes on his body one by one, and stood in front of Zhao Yueling like that.

"Ah......" Zhao Yueling was even more ashamed, lowering her head and not daring to say a word.

But the next moment, she heard a bang, and the god of war actually entered the bathtub.

And then, she felt that in that small space, her skin touched the skin of the god of war.

This made Zhao Yueling completely panicked, and she didn't even dare to take a breath, but the next moment, Chen Yifei grabbed her waist, picked her up, and then sat on his lap.