(Please don't bring this chapter into history, it's just a borrowing of the name of the Battle of Yashan, but the protagonist has been replaced)

The god of war is not a god, but a demon!

Fufeng only wants to live for himself in his head, as for justice and the bottom line, then fuck it, nothing is more important than being alive!

From the moment Mo Xian gave up his dignity to call his master, he could already think of the price behind.

Give up dignity once, and the dignity of the second time will be much shallow, and in the end, even the bottom line is not important, otherwise everything you gave up before will be given up in vain.

In order to survive, she has sacrificed everything, taking the initiative to hold Fufeng's big hand and press it on her own merits, and even began to plead to pull Fufeng's hand to press on another advantage.

"The host...... ...... harder"

Mo Xian snorted hoarsely as her bloodline began to revive, bursting with great power and beginning to repair her wounds.

Fufeng's power slowly and orderly entered Moxian's body, eroding Moxian's dignity step by step, and when she was about to repair most of it, Fufeng withdrew her big hand again and took the initiative to help her put on her clothes.

Mo Xian was silent, the resentment in the corners of his eyes was still there, but it was no longer so obvious.

"Tell me about the history of the Battle of Yashan, I want to find my way out. Fufeng said coldly.

It's impossible to fly up from here, I'm afraid that even if the Supreme falls down, there is only a dead end, not to mention the two juniors.

"Yashan is the end of the world, ...... back then" Mo Xian was silent for a while, and replied in a low voice.

Well?

Fu Feng snorted coldly, ignoring Mo Xian.

Mo Xian's breath stagnated, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, removed his dissatisfaction, and replied gently, "Return to the master...... According to historical records, the last battle of the Ming Dynasty, there are three battlefields, the right-wing battlefield is the Yashan Battle, the United Front is personally united by King Gao Yan, the main battle area is the prince leading the clansmen to personally protect the imperial capital, and the left wing battlefield is united by King Xingzu...... History only records the Battle of Yashan, but there is never a record of a battlefield here......"

"The battle of Yashan completely destroyed the law of order of the end of the world, making this place a world-wide Jedi, but the birds are not there, the order does not exist, there has been a supreme fall, and finally there is no corpse, no one dares to enter the end of the world again, this place ...... I don't know anything either. ”

Fu Feng listened silently, stared at Mo Xian, and replied coldly, "Since you don't know anything, you're useless?"

Wow......

Mo Xian was terrified when she heard this, she didn't want to die after losing her dignity to live, so she immediately knelt at the feet of Fufeng and said prostrately, "Master...... The slave family knows a little about the killing ban, especially the ancient killing ban, the research is particularly complete, the ink immortal may not be able to lay down the killing ban, but it is enough to recognize the killing ban, you take the slave family, the slave family can let you avoid the killing ban, and the survival rate will be increased a lot. ”

Fu Feng silently looked at the Mo Xian who was prostrate at his feet, leaned over and stretched out a finger, picked up the Mo Xian's chin, held it high, and the two of them looked at each other.

"Do you still hate me, do you want to kill me?" Fufeng's eyes came out of his body, and he was completely different from the appearance of Hang'er Langdang before, making Mo Xian dare not look directly.

Mo Xian took a deep breath, it was the first time she saw Fufeng have such a look.

WhewW......

Hiss......

Mo Xian's breath was short, her twin peaks rose and fell, and her fingertips trembled, even though she had now recovered fifty percent of her combat strength, she didn't dare to have the idea of disobeying the wind.

"The host...... The slave family doesn't dare to resent you......" Horror appeared in Mo Xian's eyes.

Fufeng replied coldly, "Don't you dare, or don't you want to?"

"The host...... The slave family neither dares nor wants to resent you...... It used to be the slave's fault, begging the master to punish ......" Mo Xian lowered his head to avoid Fufeng's gaze, and whispered.

Fufeng's handsome face was filled with an evil smile, and the order in his eyes seemed to be able to see through the ink fairy.

"And how do you want the master to punish you?" Fufeng asked rhetorically.

Mo Xian was silent, Fufeng touched her bottom line again and again, and she had to break the bottom line herself, which ...... It's going to be worse than dead.

"It seems that you don't mean what you say. ”

Fufeng said indifferently.

Mo Xian felt the murderous intent in Fufeng's heart, and his heart twitched like pain, and he quickly knelt in front of Fufeng, begging, "It's all up to the master to punish ......"

"How about eating you?" Fufeng asked with a smile on his face.

Mo Xian was only silent for a moment, then took the initiative to take off his clothes, lay on the rock, with his back to Fufeng, the pink holes were unobstructed, as docile as a female dog, and said respectfully, "That's the honor of the slave family...... Ask the master to warm the slave's family......"

Fufeng reached out and grabbed Mo Xian's long hair, and the keel spear went straight in, and he entered the loophole strongly.

Yes......

Mo Xian's terrible roar was indeed painful for the first time.

Fu Feng looked at the white back, but he was very experienced for the first time, his eyes flashed with light, conquering Mo Xian, obviously not for his own selfish desires, but for the future.

"Be one of my immortal needles and pierce into the land of the immortal family, from now on, I want you to completely surrender to me, you belong to me, not serve the immortal family, understand?"

Fu Feng grabbed his long hair and almost ripped off Mo Xian's head, and his words carried a soul attack, crushing Mo Xian's soul and will.

Mo Xian felt the impact of Fufeng, and every time he impacted, the warm energy swung into his limbs, and the feeling of pain gradually disappeared, but he felt very comfortable, and even prayed for Fufeng to use more strength, and he also cooperated to cater to it.

"Everything is as the host wants ......"

Mo Xian groaned in a low voice, the power in his body became more and more majestic, and his soul and will sank more and more.

Wow!!

Bang bang......

The sound of the collision for a long time was endless, and Mo Xian completely lost his resistance, enjoying the clouds at this moment.

Wow!!

Shout......

Fufeng's right hand loosened her hair, her fingers were sealed, and a ray of light penetrated into Mo Xian's sea of knowledge, and the divine light was like a spider's web, enveloping her soul, and her life was in the moment of Fufeng.

Mo Xian, who had lost his dignity, had no courage to risk his life to resist Fufeng.

With a smile on his face, Fu Feng hit more than ten times in a row, and a stream of air with essence penetrated from the keel into Mo Xian's body.

Mo Xian's whole body was paralyzed on the ground, and the cold air entered her body again, but her two leg injuries were completely healed!

The combat effectiveness was restored, but the soul was controlled by Fufeng, and the body also lost itself and lost its soul.

Wow!

Fufeng put away the keel, put the thick battle suit on Mo Xian's body, and took the initiative to help her put it on, gentle as if he treated the most beloved woman, and said with a righteous face, "You are my first woman, I will cherish you, I will cherish you, let you experience the unprecedented feeling of being loved, and it is not like Mo Tianlong who uses you, I hope your heart ...... From now on, it will only belong to me, not the ethereal immortal king, understand?"

Mo Xian's heart shrank, and he had an unprecedented feeling, not knowing whether to hate or like Fufeng.

Fufeng controlled Mo Xian's weakness and completely penetrated her soul defenses, making her the first immortal slave in history.

"Good ...... I'm a good person, don't blame me for treating you like this, we are all here to live......" Fufeng stretched out his hand to hug Mo Xian's body, and said with a gentle face, "Dissolve the resentment in your heart......"

Mo Xian seemed to be hypnotized by Fufeng, leaning on Fufeng weakly, his eyes closed, like a sleeping baby.