This was the first time Zuo Feng felt death, not an unexpected change in his previous cultivation, making him feel that death was infinitely near, as if his life was gradually passing away.

In the past, when there were special situations when cultivating, Zuo Feng was mostly in a state where it was difficult to control himself, and when he finally felt that death was imminent, most of them were in a state of extreme poverty, or when his mind was simply a little blurred.

But the feeling now is completely different from those, although I know that I am in the realm of the spiritual realm, although I know that everything I see and happen in front of me may not be real, but whether it is sight, hearing, smell, or touch, it is so real.

Especially the battle with the ghost catcher,It's even more real.,The change in the aura of your body.,The change in mental power.,It's completely real when you fight with the enemy.,And I didn't have a situation where my body was out of control.,Even if you're in the best state, you're on the ghost hunt.。

The feeling of being pierced through the body by the enemy was so real that Zuo Feng even clearly saw his own blood falling from the opponent's miserable white fist gloves.

There was a tearing pain in his body, his throat trembled violently, and he wanted to make a sound, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large stream of blood continued to spurt out.

The aura in the body is gradually passing, dissipating and returning to heaven and earth, and the mental power is also constantly passing, because the existence of the sea of thoughts makes Zuo Feng still maintain an extremely awake state.

A strong wind hit the lower back, and Zuo Feng knew that the other party stepped on it fiercely, but he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Bang"

With a low sound, the back waist was kicked heavily, and the body flew forward and smashed heavily to the ground, because the force of this kick was too great, the body was still rolling forward after landing, and intermittently saw the ghost hunt slowly closing his feet in the distance, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smile was cruel, but also a little disdain and mockery, as if killing himself was insignificant to him.

From the bottom of my heart, I bred a strong unwillingness and anger, but I failed, and the battle against the ghost hunt was lost. I don't know why Zuo Feng feels that this is real, what he is facing is the real ghost hunt, although he is unwilling, he is really defeated in the hands of the other party.

Everything is much beyond his expectations, it can be said that all aspects of the ghost hunt are much higher than expected, and it is not only himself who is prepared, but also the other party's preparation.

But everything seems to be reasonable, and it is not because in the spiritual extreme realm realm, the ghost hunt has exerted its strength beyond reality.

The other party is indeed strong, but the other party is only a part higher than himself, and it is precisely this part that makes him die in the end.

The ghostly skills allowed the opponent to take the lead, and he could only rush to fight when he lost the initiative, and he had never encountered such an opponent, and he was suppressed everywhere after losing the first move. What's more important is that his spiritual attack is ineffective, which also makes Zuo Feng suddenly lose his bearings.

Thinking about it carefully, since this ghost hunt is related to Yao Zhen and Hua Qi, it is natural that he also knows the means of mental attack, and it is normal to be on guard. This is whether there is a calculation or not, and now it seems that he does despise this opponent called ghost hunting.

Zuo Feng lying on the ground, his body couldn't move for half a minute, his mental power also dissipated at this time, and a heavy sleepiness struck, Zuo Feng felt that his body had become light, and he was really dead, and he was hunted and killed by ghosts.

Fluttering and flickering, Zuo Feng himself was also confused, not knowing whether he was dead or still in the spiritual extreme realm.

In the confusion, Zuo Feng felt as if he was falling downward, which was a very bad feeling, because he had a hunch that if he continued to fall, he might not die, but the trial would probably fail completely.

The next moment, Zuo Feng felt as if he had landed in an extremely soft place, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and the faint fragrance seemed to be able to make people intoxicated, smelling this intoxicating smell, Zuo Feng gradually opened his eyes.

I saw myself lying on a big bed, and there were gauze curtains hanging around the big bed, which made people feel that the outside scene was blurry and unreal.

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared outside the veil, and the figure was very delicate and lovely, and people could recognize it as a woman at a glance.

Zuo Feng didn't feel any signs of injury in his body, as if he had returned to a normal state, but he was lazily reluctant to move when he smelled the faint fragrance wafting from the bed.

The shadow came to the outside of the gauze tent and gently lifted it, revealing a charming face, but it was Yao Qiu'er, the young master of the Yao family.

Yao Qiu'er in front of her was only wearing a small coat, and the thin clothes wrapped her soft figure exquisitely. Although she is only a little girl of sixteen or seventeen, she has already seen the scale for the first time, and it is no less than half a point less than the temptation brought by a mature woman.

That Yao Qiu'er smiled sweetly at herself, and a shy crimson appeared on her cheeks. At this moment, there was also a rustling sound on the other side of the big bed, and when Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, he saw the same plain face wearing a small coat, and opened the gauze tent to look at himself.

Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er glanced at each other, and they could see a flash of hostility in their eyes at the same time, but in the end, they were all replaced by shyness.

As if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding with each other, they raised their legs and stepped onto the bed. The two of them wore small clothes, sat on the edge of the big bed with their knees bent, and half of their white jade-like smooth calves were also exposed at the same time.

Although Zuo Feng obviously felt that something was wrong, he seemed to feel that it was reasonable, and this strange feeling was as if he immediately recognized the identity of the other party after seeing the ghost hunt for the first time before.

Watching the two women gently climb onto the bed, Zuo Feng suddenly felt a feeling of dry mouth and shortness of breath. This is even more tricky than the battle with the ghost catcher, so he suddenly lost his bearings, and he didn't know how to resist.

"Fenglang, Sister Su and I have already agreed that in the future, the two of us are willing to coexist peacefully and serve you together. ”

Yao Qiu'er slowly lifted the other leg onto the bed, and whispered shyly with her head half-bowed, that kind of shyness also had a bit of a bold taste, so that any man who saw it couldn't help but hold it in his arms and love it wantonly.

But Zuo Feng understands that this is not good, and he must not passively accept it, this is a test for himself, but he has no clue how to break the game, and now he can only passively accept all this.

"Husband, we can always call you that way from today onwards, you know our friendship with you, and we know that we are finally reconciled for you. In the future, we will be together, you are not allowed to just favor Sister Yao and snub Yan'er. ”

Su Yan said softly in a kind of softness that she had never shown before, she was already kneeling on the bed, supporting her body with both hands and crawling to Zuo Feng's side.

When Zuo Feng found out, Su Yan and himself were already close at hand, and they could both feel each other's slightly warm breathing.

There was a burning heat in his lower abdomen, and Zuo Feng felt the urge to reach out and hold it over, but he gritted his teeth and still held on to the satin mattress on the bed with both hands.

"Si Si Soso"

A sound of clothes rubbing sounded, when Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, Yao Qiu'er had slowly faded the thin clothes, revealing the pockets that were tightly wrapped in important parts, at this glance, Zuo Feng felt a sudden roar in his head, and the faint fragrance seemed to be like a catalyst to make Zuo Feng's whole person become a beast.

When Zuo Feng reacted, he found that he had already held Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er in his arms at some point. The softness on the chests of the two of them was under their ribs, and there seemed to be a slight bulge in it, which gradually became firm, and a feeling of suffocation in the lower body as if it was about to explode came, and Zuo Feng felt that he was "lost".

"Fenglang, it's the first time for people, you have to be gentle. ”

"Husband, hold me tight, I want to be in your arms for the rest of my life, and I will never be separated from you. ”

The breath is like an orchid reaching into the body, teasing the most primitive desire of the left wind, and the gentle feeling of making people itch and unbearable, so that the left wind is like an arrow and has to be sent.

Zuo Feng knew that this was a test, and he knew that all this should never be dealt with like this, but he just couldn't resist such a "beautiful" feeling.

At this moment, the whole person seemed to be sinking downward, sinking even lower, and he failed again.

At this critical moment, suddenly a white-clothed figure appeared in Zuo Feng's mind, the white-clothed figure was so familiar, the moment he saw the white shadow, Zuo Feng shouted frantically in his heart: "Shen Die, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be." ”

As if he had finally gained a trace of strength, a trace of strength to resist everything around him, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and retreated the two delicate bodies in his arms.

Seeing the resentful eyes and gloomy expressions of the two women, Zuo Feng felt as if he had been stabbed in his heart, but this feeling made him more sober.

With his feet on the bed, he finally gave up and left, although he still had a hint of reluctance and a sour taste.

However, Zuo Feng's body had already flown upside down, and at the moment when his body was about to hit the gauze tent, his whole body suddenly became light.

Everything in front of him became blurry and unrecognizable again, or it could be said to be chaos, but Zuo Feng faintly felt that his body was not falling but floating upwards this time.

Secretly gasping for breath, Zuo Feng knew that he had finally survived this second test, and if he failed again, he might not have any chance.