Wow......

Fufeng stretched out his hand to grab the clothes, but in order to survive, Mo Xian stared at Fufeng almost with a hideous face, grabbed the clothes with both hands, and was almost dragged out by Fufeng.

Yes......

Mo Xian's wound was touched, and he screamed bitterly, and blood and tears burst out.

Fu Feng snorted coldly, let go of his hand and said, "Do you want to live?" ”

Mo Xian's fierce eyes flashed away, his pink fists clenched, and in order to survive, he could only endure humiliation.

"Can you ...... Give me back my Qiankun pot......" Mo Xian fell to the ground in pain and said hoarsely.

Fufeng smiled evilly, looking at the ink fairy who fell to the ground, she was high, and now she was standing at her feet and prostrate, it was a beautiful landscape.

"Be honest. Fufeng shrugged, sat down on the stone and said with a smile.

Call......

Mo Xian hated Fufeng to the core, and now it was not easy for her to speak so gently, and it was almost impossible to think about her being low.

"Li Fufeng, I am the reincarnation of a true immortal, you dare to be disrespectful to me, if you come to the Immortal Domain, you will definitely kill your Manchu!"

Tut-tut......

Fu Feng leaned against the stone, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at Mo Xian who was still holding the shelf, and said disdainfully, "Who gave you the confidence? You are still pretending to be forced in front of me here, you have the ability to let your immortal king come to save you, isn't he omnipotent?"

Mo Xian couldn't imagine that Fufeng was really a hard bone, and he didn't care about the majesty of the immortal king at all.

"What the hell do you want? Kill me, you can't live, any killing here can kill you. Mo Xian threatened.

Fufeng Nunu mouthed, looking at the darkness in the depths, he couldn't fly up, he didn't know anything in the depths of this battlefield, and the probability of surviving was indeed very small, but if it wasn't for Mo Xian's madness, it would be impossible for him to fall, and his anger suddenly surged up.

"Shouting master, this seat is willing to take you up with me. Fufeng said silently.

Hiss......

"You're dreaming!"

Mo Xian rebuked angrily without hesitation.

Fu Feng silently looked at the proud Mo Immortal, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of extreme yang fire stained the battle robe.

Mo Xian was frightened and threw the robe out directly, and the robe turned into ashes.

"Are you insane?" said Mo Xian.

Fufeng replied lightly, "My clothes, I can do whatever I want, what does it have to do with you?"

Mo Xian was speechless, his fists were clenched, and his face was hideous, but after a while, his face turned pale, because the air here was too cold, and there was no aura to protect his body, and his qi and blood were about to be frozen.

"I have time to play with you, don't call the master, and I will rip off your last piece of clothing after a stick of incense. Fufeng reminded coldly.

If you want to conquer this kind of proud woman, you have to be more ruthless, and Mo Xian's psychology is a typical underbeating, and he will not be convinced.

Mo Xian's face was embarrassed, and she felt that her body was stiff, Fufeng could do whatever she wanted, she didn't even have the strength to resist.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to me, you will regret it!" Mo Xian warned through gritted teeth.

Fufeng shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Anyway, I may not be able to get out alive, so it's better to break my virginity in the last time and experience what it's like to be a woman." ”

Mo Xian trembled, and the anger made the qi and blood in her body flow faster, but if she wanted to warm her body and recover from her injuries, the speed of this blood flow was a drop in the bucket and useless.

Time passes little by little, and it's just a stick of incense.

Wow......

Fufeng stretched out his hand and grabbed the fairy sword, looking down at the ink fairy who was curled up on the ground, his eyes were ruthless, he reached out and used the sword to pick open the veil of the ink fairy, her perfect cheeks were full of anger and killing intent, if she closed her eyes, it was really exactly the same as Luo Ling'er.

Mo Xian glared at Fufeng angrily, refusing to give an inch, and her noble bloodline made her refuse to surrender to Fufeng.

Puff......

Whoop——————————

Recite!!

The sword light flashed, and it tore apart the immortal robe outside the ink fairy, revealing thin clothes, and the skin was as white as snow, which could be broken with a snap of a finger.

Yes......

Mo Xian was frightened, holding his chest with both hands, bursting with anger, eager to kill Fufeng, and his resentful eyes made people shudder.

But the corners of Fufeng's mouth were raised, and he slowly went around his back, and with a sword qi, he actually broke the button behind his back, and the last piece of clothing fell off, and his snow-white back was smooth like snow, without the slightest flaw.

Mo Xian's frozen body stiffened and trembled, and his hands were tightly protected by the unshelterable advantages, which could not be concealed at all, at least half of them were exposed.

"Fufeng...... You'll regret it......" Mo Xian gritted his teeth and threatened eerily.

"No, the one who regrets it must be you. Fufeng replied coldly.

Wow......

Fufeng returned to her again, looking at the hem of her skirt under her lower abdomen, the tip of her sword aiming, and a wicked smile on his face, as if he were the devil.

"Once, someone took a piece of meat in front of me and made me kneel on the ground to learn how the dog barked, and I used to be proud like you, but in order to survive, I still shouted, hahaha...... Can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, how much is face worth?" Fu Feng squatted slowly, and the tip of the sword had already touched the hem of Mo Xian's skirt.

Mo Xian's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Master......"

Fu Feng smiled faintly, thinking about how happy it was to enslave the reincarnated spirit body of the true immortal.

"Be louder and gentle. Fufeng took out a brand-new snow robe and said lightly.

Mo Xian took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, this was frozen, her legs were almost unconscious, and in despair, she could only say softly in order to survive, "Master...... The slave family is wrong......"

Mo Xian was only gentle once in his life, but unfortunately he was snatched away by Fufeng.

Hahaha......

Fufeng laughed, squatted in front of Mo Xian, and with a wave of his hand, he draped his battle robe on Mo Xian's back, overlooking her merits, and smiled, "Let go of your hand." ”

Mo Xian twitched all over his body, glaring at Fufeng in disgust.

"What's the matter, isn't the master's words good?" Fufeng asked coldly.

Mo Xian felt that his vitality was passing quickly, and if there was no warmth, he would soon die.

Wow......

Mo Xian slowly let go of her hands, the advantages were tall and straight, and she closed her eyes, not wanting to see Fufeng's eyes.

Fufeng wrapped most of her body around her body again, and said softly, "Open your eyes." ”

Step by step, Mo Xian felt the benefits, and eroded her dignity and bottom line step by step.

Mo Xian wanted the clothes to wrap her body, so she subconsciously opened her eyes, and the four eyes met each other, and the fierce light flashed away.

Wow!

Fu Feng grabbed Mo Xian's black hair, condescendingly, looked down at Mo Xian's eyes, and said indifferently, "True Immortal reincarnation, you have to surrender in front of me, I don't care who you were in your previous life, in short, in this life, you are my slave, understand?"

Mo Xian gritted his teeth, not wanting to answer Fufeng's question.

Fufeng's other hand quietly climbed to the peak of merit, and the warm big hand was full of hot human power, warming her body.

At this moment, Mo Xian completely collapsed, she wanted to cut off Fufeng's hand, but she hoped that Fufeng would not let go, because it was too warm, and his hand made the power in her body begin to roll and increase......

Wow!

After a while, Fufeng rubbed it for a while, instilling a lot of strength in her body, and then took the initiative to let go.

Mo Xian subconsciously grabbed Fufeng's hand back, almost begging, "Master...... Don't leave me...... It's yours and you're going to ......"

Regardless of whether Mo Xian is trying to survive or is really enslaved, this stain is enough to haunt her for a lifetime, even if Fufeng dies, she will not escape her doom.

Fufeng looked at Mo Xian's pitiful pleading, and licked his teeth at the corners of his mouth, like a demon.

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