The corners of Dongfang Wuya's mouth hooked up a smile: "It's really a good fit......"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed a red coat for Feng Chengcheng to put on, saying, "This shirt is tailor-made for you, you try it." ”

The red long skirt was worn on the body, completely covering the golden silk clothes, like a flame surrounding the phoenix city.

However, Feng Chengcheng is not in the mood to pay attention to the clothes on his body now, Dongfang Wuya not only prepared a golden silk dress for himself, but also prepared a long skirt?

Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly and looked at Dongfang Wuya: "Dongfang Wuya, you won't burn my skirt on purpose, right?" ”

The more Feng Chengcheng thought about it, the more strange he felt, how could it be so coincidental that he was about to give away his clothes, but he "happened" to burn his clothes very "accidentally"?

Dongfang Wuya didn't answer, but raised his hand and slapped towards Feng Tingcheng, Feng Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, and before he could reflect, this palm had been absorbed by Jin Xuanyi.

Dongfang Wuya seemed to be satisfied and hooked the corners of his mouth: "This golden wisp of clothes has sucked the aura of the sycamore tree, and sure enough, the defense ability has increased a lot." ”

Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya coldly: "Really? I'm going to try it, how is this golden silk robe! ”

After speaking, Feng Chengcheng didn't give Dongfang Wuya any time to react, and slapped towards Dongfang Wuya with one palm.

Dongfang Wuya stepped back, his hands folded in front of him, blocking Feng Qingcheng's attack this time.

"Lady, are you blaming me for the slap I just gave you?"

Obviously, Feng Chengcheng said that it was false to try the golden wisp clothes, and the real purpose was just to be angry that Dongfang Wuya slapped himself inexplicably just now.

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth hooked up a smile: "You think too much, I just want to try the golden threaded clothes!" ”

Although Feng Chengcheng didn't admit it, Dongfang Wuya obviously saw that Feng Chengcheng's fighting aura was mobilized by the palm he had just had.

As Feng Chengcheng spoke, he slapped Dongfang Wuya with another palm.

Dongfang Wuya grabbed Feng Qingcheng's wrist and pulled it hard, and Feng Chengcheng was dragged forward by Dongfang Wuya's whole person and poured into Dongfang Wuya's arms.

Dongfang Wuya raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Chengcheng: "The lady is so skilled, you don't have to try this golden silk clothes, right?" ”

Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya coldly, and turned around to break free from Dongfang Wuya's embrace: "Come less, you say you won't try if you don't try, how can you slap me just now?" ”

Dongfang Wuya looked at Feng Chengcheng with some amusement, and said that she still remembered the hatred of the palm just now.

Feng Tingcheng raised his hand to conjure up a spiritual power ball, and the spiritual power ball rotated rapidly between Feng Tingcheng's hands.

Feng Qingcheng's arms shook suddenly, and with one force, the entire spiritual power ball flew quickly towards the East Boundless.

This spiritual power ball gathered all the power of Feng Tilt City, and it was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

As the spiritual power ball slashed across the grass, the grass formed a straight line on the ground, like a gust of wind blowing, and the grass instantly split into two sides.

Dongfang Wuya raised his hand and conjured a shield in front of him, and Feng Qicheng was a little annoyed.

Seeing that this spiritual power ball was about to hit Dongfang Wuya, it was caught by Dongfang Wuya's shield, and a huge force spread along Dongfang Wuya's shield.

It was like a huge whirlwind blowing, and the leaves on the plane trees were blown down one after another.

Feng Chengcheng's successive moves were resolved by Dongfang Wuya, and he was so angry that he raised his hand and grabbed his long sword and stabbed towards Dongfang Wuya.

Dongfang Wuya resisted and said, "Lady, are you still thinking about this palm? ”

"It's too late to say anything, look at the move!"

Feng Qicheng ignored Dongfang Wuya, the long sword in his hand pulled a sword flower in the air, and continued to stab towards Dongfang Wuya.

Dongfang Wuya retreated again and again: "Lady, be merciful." ”

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth hooked up a smile: "Be merciful, how to try the effectiveness of this golden silk clothes?" ”

After speaking, Feng Chengcheng poured all his aura into the long sword in his hand, and the long sword flashed with a cold light, swinging towards the east boundless.

Dongfang Wuya didn't even unfold his shield, one dodged sideways, soft as a white ribbon.

Feng Tingcheng kept waving his long sword and stabbing at Dongfang Wuyan, but every move, every momentum seemed to hit cotton, making Feng Tingcheng even more breathless.

Now it has become Feng Tilting City's constant attack on Dongfang Wuya, and Dongfang Wuya dodges in a fancy way.

Where is this trying her golden silk clothes, it is clearly a test of the endless moves of the East.

"Lady, it's okay......"

Dongfang Wuyan's voice is like treating a wayward child, full of spoiling.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, look at the move!" ”

As Feng Chengcheng spoke, the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Dongfang Wuya again.

Dongfang Wuya jumped up, stood in the air, raised his feet and stood on top of the long sword of Feng Tilting City, looking at Feng Tilting City condescendingly.

"Lady, you can't hurt me......"

"You ......" Feng Qicheng was completely enraged by Dongfang Wuya's arrogance, and suddenly withdrew his long sword, and stabbed towards Dongfang Wuya with another sword.

Dongfang Wuya dodged lightly, standing indifferently in front of Feng Qingcheng, with his hands behind his back: "I said, lady, you can't hurt me......"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were cold: "The East is boundless, you are too self-righteous!" ”

After speaking, the long sword in Feng Qingcheng's hand was filled with internal force, and he suddenly stabbed towards Dongfang Wuya.

This time, Feng Qingcheng aimed at Dongfang Wuya's chest, and his strength was accurate and ruthless!

Dongfang Wuya still stood silently, with his hands behind his back, a white robe fluttering gently in the wind.

Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, this Oriental Boundless is too conceited, and he doesn't even dodge?

The long sword in Feng Qingcheng's hand was about to stab Dongfang Wuya's chest, but Dongfang Wuya still didn't have any intention of dodging.

Feng Qingcheng frowned and looked at Dongfang Wuya, I don't know what Dongfang Wuya is thinking!

The long sword pierced the sky, and the sharp long sword had already touched Dongfang Wuya's clothes, but Dongfang Wuya was still motionless.

Now, it's Feng Chengcheng's turn to panic!

Feng Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, seeing that Dongfang Wuya was indeed not ready to dodge, he was shocked in his heart, and suddenly exerted force.

The long sword in his hand instantly stopped on Dongfang Wuya's chest!

The sharp tip has already cut through the clothes on Dongfang Wuya's chest, if the Feng Tilting City Long Sword moves forward an inch, it will take Dongfang Wuya's life!

Feng Chengcheng's mind went blank, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Dongfang Wuya, you bastard, do you know how dangerous it was just now?" Feng Qingcheng walked angrily to the east.

For a moment, Feng Qingcheng's heart almost stopped beating, and now that she came back to her senses, she was so angry that she exploded!

The corners of Dongfang Wuya's mouth hooked up a smile, and he looked at Feng Chengcheng's anger indifferently.

Feng Chengcheng approached Dongfang Wuya as he spoke, grabbed Dongfang Wuya's shoulders with both hands, and grabbed him hard, his plain white fingers almost pinched into his bone marrow.

Feng Qingcheng said angrily: "Do you know that if I didn't stop just now, you would have ......?"

Suddenly, Dongfang Wuya suddenly lowered his head and kissed Feng Qicheng's lips.

Feng Chengcheng retreated in astonishment, and Dongfang Wuya only left a trace of warmth on her lips, and then let go.

"You ......" Feng Qingcheng stared at Dongfang Wuya with wide eyes.

Dongfang Wuya looked at Feng Chengcheng and said word by word: "I just said that you can't hurt me......"

At this moment, Feng Chengcheng understood the meaning of the sentence that Dongfang Wuya kept repeating just now.

What he said was that she couldn't hurt him, not because her internal strength was lower than Dongfang Wuya's now, nor because Dongfang Wuya was too conceited.

Instead, in Dongfang Wuya's heart, he had long known that Feng Qicheng would not hurt him!

Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya in astonishment, his face turned slightly red, this damn man......

Seeing that Feng Chengcheng was really going to be angry, Dongfang Wuya hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and took out a large handful of flowers and gave it to Feng Chengcheng.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Wuya coldly: "Do you think that if you give me these flowers, I will like them?" I'll forgive you! ”

Dongfang Wuya kept a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is not an ordinary flower, you take a closer look." ”