Chapter 9: What Posture Do You Want?
The woman also saw Lu Feng, and even under that terrifying sword intent, she still survived. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Even Yin Yushan couldn't change the rules of the secret realm, and although the sword intent was amazing, it still didn't transcend the foundation building realm.
However, she was so badly injured that she could barely move.
Judging from the sword intent just now, that man has become stronger over the years. However, no matter what, it couldn't change her intention to kill the man.
For this, she planned for hundreds of years and paid a terrible price. Even if she was seriously injured now, it was expected by her. She knew that when the three disciples of the Cloud Holy Land died just now, some aura had already been sensed by that man.
There is no perfect plan in the world, and it does not work according to the will of the individual.
It was like that moonlit night, and before all her plans could unfold, she was seriously injured. If it weren't for the events of that night, how could this sword light make her so embarrassed now.
It's like the teenager who appeared in front of him, and he was no longer in the woman's plan. If she could, she didn't want to have anything to do with the boy. Because of the terrifying power contained in the land of the young gods, she could not control it, and it was even possible to kill her.
"Hey, can you still go?"
Lu Feng squatted down and looked at it quickly. He was sure that this was the black-robed man he had seen before, but he didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman.
The woman did not speak, and the expression on her face was indifferent.
"How to be virtuous with that old immortal beggar. ”
Lu Feng was very unhappy. I thought that if I pulled the old beggar over and sat with this woman, I didn't know who would win.
However, probably the old beggar has a higher probability of winning, because the old beggar's face is not only stinky, but also ugly.
Although the woman was seriously injured, her ears were not deaf. Hearing Lu Feng's words, his brows trembled suddenly, and the indifference on his face suddenly melted away and turned into annoyance.
"You say I'm a beggar, where am I like a beggar?"
The voice was still weak, but the anger was incomparably clear.
Lu Feng actually thought about it seriously, looked at it again, and said, "It's just a bowl." ”
The woman suddenly fell silent, staring at Lu Feng's face, her lips trembling slightly, and she spat out a word.
"Get out. ”
If she could, the woman really wanted to pick up the sword at hand and lick a few holes in Lu Feng's body. Then, she closed her eyes, not wanting to see the face again.
Suddenly, a hot breath hit her face. The woman immediately realized something, hurriedly opened her eyes, and immediately saw that the young man's face was only a few inches away from hers. The cold hairs on the face can be seen clearly.
"Do you want to die?"
The woman was a little panicked, trying to mobilize the qi and blood in her body, wanting to send out some attacks.
"Okay, what kind of temper is the eldest lady, I'm not your father. Being able to get angry means that the injury is not fatal and cannot be dead. ”
Lu Feng's face crossed in front of the woman's face and lowered.
Could it be that the young man's words just now deliberately made her angry, in order to judge her injury?
The woman was stunned, and before she could react, she suddenly felt her waist being hugged by a pair of hands.
The warm palm of the hand immediately passed through the black robe to her perception.
Immediately, the woman found herself being carried on her shoulders, like a farmer carrying a burden on the street. Resisted by the land breeze on the shoulder.
Are you selling goods?
The woman thought, but in the end she didn't say anything more. The originally tense qi and blood in the body relaxed.
The atmosphere was a little silent, and the woman was resisted on her shoulders, and she still felt a little panicked after all.
"Can you change your position?"
This sentence reminded Lu Feng of the tavern not far from the Extreme Wind Inn. At night, there are always flowery women standing in the dim light of the tavern.
Shouting at the compulsion.
"Guest, I know a lot of postures. ”
Therefore, the cranky Lu Feng subconsciously replied.
"What posture do you want?"
If it is placed elsewhere, if a man says this to a woman, he will definitely be rewarded with a slap and scolded again.
As soon as Lu Feng spoke, a cold sweat immediately broke out, but he pretended to be calm and did not let the woman notice the abnormality.
But the two were in such close contact at the moment, and the woman immediately felt that Lu Feng's body suddenly stiffened for a moment.
Fortunately, the woman didn't think much about it, and she didn't realize that what she just said had any special meaning.
What is the best posture to use?
Lu Feng thought about it, put the woman on his back, put his hands behind his back, and wrapped his arms around the woman's thighs.
Although a woman feels a little awkward, it is better than being carried on her shoulders.
The atmosphere was silent again.
"Although I know you're trying to save me. The woman was lying on Lu Feng's back, there was still no expression on her face, she paused slightly, and said, "But I won't thank you." ”
"Because even if you don't save me, I won't die here. ”
Although his voice was still very weak, Lu Feng could hear confidence and pride.
There were some words that the woman did not say.
That man hadn't died in front of her yet, how could she die first. She had many follow-ups to ensure that she would survive.
"I know. ”
Lu Feng's footsteps did not stop, and he didn't care about the woman's words.
He said again: "If you can survive Yin Yushan's dragon sword intent, how can you die so easily?"
Lu Feng suddenly stopped, and a cold touch came from his neck.
A sharp sword.
A single movement could cut his throat.
"Do you know Yin Yushan?"
The woman's voice was cold, like frost and snow. With the slaughter of the winter night in the Far North.
"Not only did I know him, but I wanted to kill him. ”
Hearing this, the woman sneered: "It's up to you, an ant who builds the foundation realm?"
"What about you? In front of Yin Yushan, both you and I are ants. You have the confidence to kill him, why can't I?"
Lu Feng retorted.
I'm naturally different. The woman thought so in her heart, but she didn't say it. But the sharp sword in his hand was taken away from Lu Feng's neck.
She had the terrifying power to think of the land of the young gods. If this power can be exerted, even if ten Yin Yu Mountains come, it will be a dead end.
Maybe this is the confidence of the teenager?
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"What? There's a terrible power in the land of my gods?"
In the dim forest, a puddle of birds flew up, startled by the sound.
"Then where did you get the confidence just now?
The woman felt a fire burning in her heart. She thought that the young man knew everything, and his confidence also came from the power of the land of divine souls.
So, she talked about it. But the boy's reaction stunned her.
"I'm just talking back to you, who made you want to kill me just now. ”
Land Breeze is a matter of course.