"Woman...... Pretty woman. Slightly obsessed, the corners of his mouth have already rushed out of saliva, wet the corners of his mouth.

Feng Jiutian's face showed disgust, and a fiery red magic ball quietly rose.

The red-haired monkey was extremely restless, looking at Feng Jiutian, dancing with his hands and beginning to touch his whole body.

Feng Jiutian sneered, and secretly scolded this red-haired monster for being vulgar, I am afraid that I have not seen a woman for hundreds of years, looking at the monkey's anxious gaze, but. There is a problem with this aesthetics, obviously this dignity is miserable.

"Woman, woman, I want you. Woman. The ugly hoarse voice sounded again.

Feng Jiutian covered his ears in annoyance, pulled up the magic ball, and threw it away.

The red-haired monkey was hit, bared its teeth and barked, and his hands kept beating his chest, and his buttocks burned behind him.

"Ah, ah, fire, fire, fire, help." A terrible cry rang out.

Feng Jiutian was overly sexual, and he couldn't wait to step forward and slap the dead monkey to death.

Wukong Beast, an eighth-level demonic beast, can sing and dance, and its throat is indeed hoarse and ugly.

In front of me, I don't like to sing, I actually like women.

"Ah, beauty, beauty, come and save your spouse."

Feng Jiu was in a hurry, she jumped up from the ground, picked up the scabbard, and threw it at the monkey.

She wanted to take a rest easily, she was so noisy with this dead monkey.

"Ah, beauty, you came to save your puppet, your puppet is so touching."

Feng Jiutian's face turned black and black, and he smashed it hard against its face, without a trace of mercy.

"Pain, pain, beauty, why are you beating ......" Before he could speak, Feng Jiutian picked up a punch and smashed it into his mouth, and at the same time pinched a seal to seal it.

Suddenly, the red-haired monster could only keep moving his lips, but he insisted on saying a word, so anxious that his fur became extremely red, like a raging flame.

Feng Jiutian snorted, flew up with a kick, and put it on the body of the red-haired monster.

The red-haired monster screamed, like an arrow, and flew out of the cloud with a "whoosh", and the speed was staggering.

Feng Jiutian clapped his hands in fear, secretly rejoiced, and quietly walked towards the pile of green things.

In the jungle, from time to time, there was the sound of Suosuo, and when he walked in, Feng Jiu saw a group of white wolves surrounding a bush, and they were stopping, and their green eyes were firmly staring at the grass.

A sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and it seemed that the time had come for nothing.

Waiting for the rabbit, she is opportunistic.

The trapped prey must be dying, or this large pack of wolves would not have gathered here and waited for the right time to strike.

Stealthily approached, and threw the flames burning in his palms at the haystack. Suddenly, the spark ignited violently, and when the wind blew, it spread in all directions.

The wolves seemed to be intimidated, and they were all frightened to jump around, run a few steps, and look back to see if the fire was any smaller.

But it disappointed them, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the wolf had to go away.

There was a trace of bloody smell in the air, thick, lingering, Feng Jiutian's nose was very smart, and he smelled it early in the morning.

His pale golden eyes sparkled, extinguishing the fire around him, and he threw himself into the jungle.

She was getting more and more excited as she held the looming thing in front of her hands to her hands, the warm liquid staining her shirt red.