Therefore, he usually tries to use the love lotus as little as possible, for fear that it will cause him to backlash, but it will hurt his own origin.

After all, the golden doll has been following the old madman for a long time, the old madman knows a lot of everything, it can be said that it is a living encyclopedia, and the golden doll has followed him for so many years, so naturally it will not be useless.

Ye Chu can still listen to what he said, as long as he is not idle and bored, and he is bored with those boring words.

......

The ancient city of the Central Plains, the fief of the Feng family.

This is the most fertile land, with more than a dozen spiritual veins crisscrossing it within a radius of more than a hundred miles.

The Feng family is an ancient family, but its strength has not declined, from ancient times to the present, the Feng family has been standing in this magical land.

It's just that because the Feng family has always cared about other things, and they don't control many cultivation resources, there are not many disciples in their own clan, and the fiefdom is not very wide, so they only have a radius of more than 100 miles.

Most of the disciples of the Feng family are people from the descendant or side lines of the Feng family, and there are not many people with foreign surnames.

And the most outstanding female disciple of this generation of the Feng family has to be Feng Mei'er.

In the middle of the night, in the brightest and most open treasure hall in the Feng family's compound, a peerless woman was sitting alone in front of the big mirror.

She has a graceful figure and a moving appearance, like a fairy descending from the earth, but there is a cloud of sorrow between her eyebrows.

This woman is Feng Mei'er, and in the middle of the night, in her boudoir, she can't fall asleep.

In her mind, countless figures appeared, tall, thin, mighty, or brave, but there never seemed to be a figure that made her look comfortable and could not stay in front of her.

"Could it be that I, Feng Mei'er, really have to live like this in this life?"

Feng Mei'er stroked her face, looking at the peerless face in the mirror, she felt a little sorry for herself: "Why do women have to marry men, isn't it good to be alone?"

"I want to ask me Feng Mei'er started practicing five years ago, and now she is already a quasi-saint sixfold powerhouse, and she is also a figure in this ancient city of the Central Plains, why do you still want to be subordinate to a man?" Feng Mei'er was very unwilling, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a fierce flame, "Do I really have to marry a saint?"

The night breeze was a little cool, and she pulled the red dress on her shoulder, but she felt a sense of irony.

"What if a saint comes to marry me? Am I only worthy of marrying a saint? What is a saint?"

"Sister, why is there so much resentment?"

At this moment, a strange laughter suddenly sounded in the treasure hall, and Feng Mei'er's delicate body shook, and her body immediately shook, and her body was blessed with a coat.

At the same time, she turned her head to look over, and saw a dead fat man dressed in golden light, standing behind her.

"It's you!" Feng Mei'er's eyes flashed with fire, and she wanted to peel off the golden doll and cramp.

It was this guy who came to the Feng family to find himself and wanted to take away the wind bead in his body, but the result caused the Feng family to be shocked, and Feng Moyan even decided to hold a fighting method for himself to recruit relatives.

If it weren't for him, why would he be so wolf now, he was in a hurry to marry someone when he was only in his twenties, and he was rumored to be the laughing stock of the ancient city of the Central Plains, he was all this bastard.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that the girl still remembers this holy ......" The golden doll grinned, revealing a mouthful of silver teeth.

Feng Mei'er scolded, "What the hell do you want?"

Although she can't wait to kill the other party now, she knows that she can't do anything about the other party, so she can only delay as much as possible now and let Feng Moyan come over quickly, otherwise she will be in trouble tonight.

This guy is a saint, and today seems to be even more weird than the last time, he sneaked in without even noticing, it can be seen that his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds during this time, and it is even more difficult for him to deal with, and he can escape Feng Mo Yan's perception.

"Nothing else, sister, don't get me wrong, Bensheng is not interested in your body......" The golden doll grinned, "I just hope you will go with Bensheng and do Bensheng a favor, and it won't absorb the wind beads in your body......"

"Who are you fooling?" Charm doesn't believe his nonsense.

A faint red mole at the center of her eyebrows was shining, and she could contact Feng Moyan at any time.

This is also the preferential treatment given to her by Feng Moyan, if something happens, Feng Moyan, the ancestor of the Feng family, can rush here as soon as possible.

"Sister, don't struggle, it's useless, your red mole can't be connected to Feng Mo Yan's ......"

Seeing that Feng Mei'er's eyebrows were flickering, how could the golden doll not know, this was to contact Feng Moyan.

It's a pity that before Ye Chu came, he set up a sky-cutting array outside this palace, blocking the connection between her and Feng Moyan, otherwise he wouldn't have walked into her room so grandly.

"You're damned!"

Feng Mei'er was shocked in her heart, but she didn't expect to be recognized, the red mole at the center of her eyebrows immediately flashed a few times, and her heart also sank, but she didn't expect that she really couldn't contact the ancestor of the Feng family.

"It's over!"

"You will never be ashamed of me!"

Seeing that she couldn't contact Mo Yan, Feng Mei'er immediately resolutely prepared to blow up the Yuan Spirit, and after detonating the Yuan Spirit, she might also injure the golden doll and be blown up along with the Wind Pearl, and she would never leave the treasure to this bastard.

As for fighting, I'm afraid that I can't beat this dead fat man, who calls him a saint, and there is an insurmountable gap with himself.

"Don't be stupid, we won't hurt you......"

At this moment, a big hand pressed her right shoulder, and a strong masculine aura surged into her body in an instant, making her heart shake inexplicably.

She turned her head to look, and a somewhat handsome, but hateful face appeared behind her.

This person is naturally Ye Chu, Feng Mei'er is in a hurry: "You, who are you!"

"Sister, don't be afraid, my senior brother is a good person......" Ye Chu smiled faintly, and Shengwei directly infiltrated into her body and controlled her.

The Yuan Spirit, who had just burst out, was also suppressed by Ye Chu with Chaos Qing Qi in time, Feng Mei'er felt a little weird, as if she had been baptized, and obviously had no deeper contact with him.

"You, are you the junior brother of the dead fat man?" Feng Mei'er was angry, thinking to herself who this is.

Where have there been so many powerful saints, this guy is too young than the dead fat man, how can he enter the holy realm now, and it seems to be even more terrifying than the dead fat man.

If you dare to hurt my Mei'er a single hair, the old man will chase you to the ends of the earth and behead you!"