Chapter 223 [Why are you running away?!] 】(3)

The golden boy looked at Feng Tianche's fist with some fear, the fist with a strong fighting spirit knocked down, and even his divine dragon godless couldn't stop it, what a monster, a demon, a pervert......

"The dragon was under the eaves and had to bow his head...... Hey, bastard, what do you think ......"

"Boom!"

"This young master, what do you want to ask?"

"Well, Young Master Ben wants to know why you have become so weak?"

"Damn, why did you tell ...... Ben Long's secret?"

"Boom!"

"I'm in harmony with Leng girl, now I'm as proud as her, and I'll be able to recover after she recovers her strength......"

Feng Tianche was stunned, and glanced at Leng Meiying strangely.

"Can her strength be 'restored'?"

"Of course, boy, if Ben Long and Leng Ya's strength recovers half, they will kill you......"

"Hey, it looks like I'm going to kill the dragon......"

"Well, this young master is really handsome and chic, and his aura is extraordinary, he must not do that thing that increases the number of murders, so ......"

Shenlong Wushen was extremely aggrieved, and after making a lot of unequal treaties, he let him go back to the sea of Qi of Leng Sleep to rest.

Leng Meiying glared at him fiercely: "Why are you bullying it?" ”

Feng Tianche smiled evilly, but he didn't answer, don't look over, but said in a low voice: "Who let this stupid dragon dare to say that the woman I fancy is not in good shape?" ”

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The night breeze is cool, and the night is bleak.

Leng Meiying stood on top of a yellow rock, his eyes looking at the distant mountains and birds, and his mind was far away.

Feng Tianche set up a barbecue grill and grilled a wild boar on a bonfire.

Feng Tianche said that God has the virtue of a good life, so he let go of a large group of wild boars, and then caught a wounded one who couldn't run......

Although this is suspected of pinching soft persimmons in Leng Meiying's eyes, Feng Tianche is not ashamed, humming an inexplicable tune and dipping in some weed juice, which makes the roasted wild boar smell very delicious.

"The meat is good, little sister come here, come and taste the craftsmanship of your future husband."

Leng Meiying just glanced at him coldly, with an indifferent expression.

"I don't like meat!" For Feng Tianche's words, she has selectively ignored them.

This hateful guy in front of him can't be beaten and beaten, and scolding is not his opponent, only this kind of selective neglect can make her feel a little better.

"Don't eat meat? How can this work? You see you are so thin, if you don't eat meat, you won't be fat, if you don't get fat, you won't be plump, if you're not plump, you won't have breasts and no ass...... Be my windy woman, how can I do it without breasts and ass? ”

"You...... You bastard! ”

Leng Meiying ignored it selectively, but he was still excited, angry, and rushed over.

Feng Tianche suddenly lowered his head timidly, making a charming movement and looking at Leng Meiying.

Leng Meiying was stunned for a moment, the movements of her hands slowed down, and then she heard Feng Tianche's words that made her want to kill.

"Little sister, let me tell you, people, in fact, are not just casual people. Although you sincerely took out such an important space ring to propose to others, they still have to think about it, whether to promise you or promise you......"

Leng Mei was extremely angry, but he was powerless to refute it.

She doesn't like to play tricks in the first place, she always does things without saying a word, so she speaks with her fists.