Chapter 1692: Send Him to the Demon Cave
The night was as cold as water, and Luo Tingfeng returned to his room and immediately felt a trace of other breath.
She froze, then walked inside.
"Nine Princes, are you climbing the window again?" The Nine Princes have a habit recently, and this habit has been a long time.
That's window climbing!
All kinds of climbing windows!
From Fengyun Town to Dongmu Country, from Dongmu Country to Xiao Family, and then the First Chamber of Commerce, now ......
"For the husband, this is a fair climb." Feng Jinghong held his head with his hands, lay on his side on the bed and said with a smile.
Seeing the tiredness between her eyebrows, he moved his body and patted the place beside him.
"Pour the wind, come here."
Luo Tianfeng smiled helplessly, and then walked over.
Lying down in an empty seat next to him, I felt my whole body relax.
After a tiring day, my bones are soft.
But it's worth it, the current villa is surrounded by formations, and no one can get close.
Even if they break the outside formation, there is still a formation inside.
All in all, no one can easily walk into the current villa, unless that person doesn't want to live.
Feng Jinghong's palm fell, placed it on her shoulder and twisted it gently, and the slightest spiritual power flowed.
"This kind of thing, let them do it in the future."
"Nine Princes, when you were training Xuan Dark, was it so easy?" Luo Qianfeng closed his eyes and looked happy.
A certain prince kneaded it well and it was very comfortable.
Feng Jinghong paused, and then smiled: "No." ”
It's true that no one starts out easy.
If you weren't tired before, where would you be as relaxed as you are now?
Xiao Tian'er will be tired now, and she won't be so tired in the future.
If the ghost gate stabilizes, it will be much better.
"So." Luo Tianfeng smiled, where is it so simple.
In the world, there is no such thing as a free lunch.
"Sleep." He whispered, a hand reaching from behind and embracing her into his arms.
The aches and pains on his body dissipated little by little, and the familiar breath drifted into his breath, filling his entire body.
An inexplicable sense of security poured into her heart, her red lips rose, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Night, slightly cool.
In the breeze, a white figure sat behind a white veil, his hand on his forehead, leaning on the soft collapse.
"Any news?" The sound was heavenly, charming and beautiful.
"No, inside and outside the villa, our people can't get close." No news was detected.
What happened inside, no one knew, let alone could find out.
The only thing I know is that Luo Tilt is inside.
"Can't get close." The sound of chuckling sounded, without a hint of warmth.
The man who knelt on the ground only felt his body tremble and his back was cold.
"Childe, my subordinates don't understand, why do you want to deal with a woman, it's just a ......"
"Shut up!" The other man walked out and hurriedly stopped him from continuing.
"Let him speak." The voice behind the veil was undisturbed, as if there was no emotion.
The man who came out frowned, and looked worriedly at the man kneeling on the ground.
Don't say.
Don't say it.
The man squirmed his mouth, and for some reason, his heart was trembling, and he didn't dare to say anything more about what he had just said.
"Don't you say it? If you don't say it, you'll die. The man chuckled.
The laughter is a little lazy, cool, nice and infiltrating.
Die!
The man shuddered and quickly fell to the ground.
"Childe, my subordinates know it's wrong!" Don't dare anymore!
"Send him to the Devil's Cave."
What the!?