Chu Feng ignored Zhang Wei, who had obviously taken a big advantage and had a look of loss, and turned his head to look at the position between the temple's Buddhist hall and the courtyard wall.

The originally empty place has a pure and pretty, extremely beautiful girl, under the grass blue sunhat, thin cherry lips, sexy and clear lip line. A pair of clear eyes, moist and affectionate, as if they can speak. The smooth and white arms, because of the barrier of the clothes, only a small part are exposed, and they are hugging their chests at this time, setting off a pair of cuties very actively.

"Qiuwen is here, Zhang Wei, you go"

Before Chu Feng's words were finished, he saw Zhang Wei running over like a mouse seeing rice and a moth seeing a fire.

"Qiuwen, how are you?"

Before the excited voice was over, I saw Zhang Wei fly back like a piece of rag and fall into the dirt.

It's not embarrassing!

It's not miserable!

If you have to use one word to describe Zhang Wei at this time, shrimp, it is very appropriate.

"Ahem......"

After taking a few breaths violently, Zhang Wei turned over and faced the sky, his face flushed.

Well, a woman's unique foot stepped on Zhang Wei's chest.

"Ugh"

Zhang Wei looked up, the white tofu-like calves, the surface was extremely smooth, and further up, there were tight thighs that attracted people's blood and blood, and then up, there were shy denim hot pants, and then up, there was a charming and flat lower abdomen, and then up, before Zhang Wei had time to look, his head was poked to the side by a stick-shaped object.

"Dead pervert, where to look!"

Qiu Wen held a stick and poked Zhang Wei's face while scolding angrily.

"Poke me with a stick again, and I'm welcome"

Zhang Wei shook his head, and while dodging, he said very annoyedly.

"You're welcome to show me"

Qiu Wen poked harder.

"You have a stomachache"

Zhang Wei turned on the good and bad spirit mode.

Qiu Wen groaned, threw the stick away, and stepped aside while holding his stomach.

Zhang Wei got up from the ground, rubbed his aching face like kneading dough. Then, looking at Qiu Wen with a calm face.

"It's really unclean, I didn't want to be rough with you"

Qiu Wen suddenly removed his hand from his stomach, looking like he had nothing to do.

"Go on"

It's so fast!

Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and used the enhanced version of the good and not bad spirit.

"You have menstrual cramps"

Qiu Wen didn't do anything at all, but looked at Zhang Wei like a fool.

"Menstrual cramps, dysmenorrhea, how can this be, you can't have started that yet, it's obviously so well developed"

Zhang Wei looked Qiuwen up and down, looking puzzled.

"You only have such a big ability, so let's die"

Qiu Wenfeng stepped forward like a bully, and the soft little fist hit Zhang Wei in the abdomen with great bullying, and the latter not only fell, but also squirted out the overnight meal.

The stench immediately filled the audience.

Huihai and Black Cat, who were watching the excitement on the sidelines, immediately hid far away.

"You, don't ......"

Before Zhang Wei could shout this time, he was gagged by a stinky sock.

"Look what you have to say"

Qiu Wen said with a grin.

"Vomit, vomit......"

Zhang Wei vomited directly.

Qiu Wen clapped his hands, and then, turned around and waved at Hui Hai, who had retreated not far away.

"Thank you for the stinky socks you threw over"

It turned out that the stinky socks that made Zhang Wei vomit were provided by Huihai.

"You're welcome"

Hui Hai, who was still holding his stomach, smiled brightly.

"Bastard, you give it to me, vomit ......"

Zhang Wei pointed at Huihai, and before he finished scolding, he vomited again.

It was like a sock that hadn't been washed for hundreds of days, and it was almost life-threatening.

Qiu Wen stepped back some distance, bypassed the polluted area, and walked in front of Hui Hai.

"Are you Master Huihai?"

The sound is pleasant, as if it is not like the human world.

"The Poor Monk Is"

Hui Hai didn't expect this beautiful little girl to know herself, and immediately responded seriously.

"That's right"

Qiu Wen made a lightning shot and hit Hui Hai's heart.

This blow, if it hits, Hui Hai will have to give half a life if he doesn't die.

Well, the soft little hand was pinched by a soft and warm hand.

"Michichi"

"Michichi"

One was Qiu Wen's shout, sweet and crispy.

A voice was shouted by Huihai, with gratitude.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, you're not Qiuwen"

Chu Feng said lightly.

Not Qiuwen.

Fake.

Zhang Wei, who was injured just now, and Hui Hai, who was almost injured, both showed stunned expressions.

"Dao Chief, why am I not Qiuwen"

Qiu Wen was not nervous, and his face was full of smiles.

"Qiuwen's actual age is very short, and her experience is even less pitiful, her innocence is real, and you, there are too many charming impurities mixed in the innocence, standing there, as if you are ** who. Of course, this is deduced after the fact, and your only flaw is that when Zhang Wei said that you had menstrual cramps, you didn't react at all. Only men will not have menstrual cramps"

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw the fake Qiuwen out.

Boom, there was an explosion, smoke and dust were everywhere, and after a few breaths, a polite young man walked out, looked at Chu Feng, and smiled.

"Dao Chief, there are so many system hosts, in fact, you are the most powerful one"

"Huang Can"

Chu Feng also smiled.

"Exactly"

Huang Can coquettishly teased his bangs and smiled evilly.

"You are wrong, the poor path is not the system host, the master of the poor road is the system host."

Chu Feng denied it as usual.

"Yes."

Huang Can was noncommittal.

At this time, Hui Hai walked over, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes looked directly at Huang Can like a sharp sword.

"Why did you kill me just now?"

Huang Can let out a contemptuous cold snort from his nostrils, and then turned sideways, looking like he didn't even bother to look at Huihai.

"Scum, everyone gets it."

Scum! Hui Hai wanted to refute, but then he thought about it, isn't he a scumbag.

When countless hard-working young people worked hard in order to be able to afford to marry a daughter-in-law, he took the lead in the spirit of Pudu sentient beings to give condolences to other people's daughters-in-law, and the number was as high as three digits.

"Ahem, scum, Lao Wei admits it, but there are countless people like Lao Wei in the world, do you have to kill them all."

Huang Can turned around, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Do you remember, a girl from Xue Ninglu?"

"Xue Ninglu"

Hui Hai pronounced the name, lowered his head and thought carefully for a while, then shook his head.

There are so many female bodhisattvas who communicate with each other in simple terms, and it is impossible for him to remember them all.

"You've played with too many women, and you forgot, Emgrand Hot Spring Resort, the girl who was scourged by you in the bathroom."

Huang Can was short of breath, his muscles were sudden, and his fists were clenched.

It's her!

Huihai immediately remembered a girl who called herself Xiaolu that day, about twenty years old, with a short black skirt that was over the knee, thin black stockings, snow-white sneakers, sexy low-waisted denim shorts and a loose light pink shirt, charming and charming.