Chapter 80: The King of Flowers

Liu Suifeng held the lyre, and jumped out of the ground, the mountains, rivers, and high mountain cliffs at his feet, the moment he stepped up, immediately disappeared without a trace, leaving only a green, endless prairie, a flat river, giving Liu Suifeng an incomparably empty vision.

Wang Qinqin was held in Feng Linglang's arms, and on the fierce wolf that was running wildly, her body was tightly clamped by Feng Linglang, and she didn't shake it steadily.

The beauty is in her arms, and Feng Linglang's face shows a wicked smile that only (lewd) can understand.

The laughter was in her ears, and Wang Qinqin's pretty face was filled with annoyance and resentment, and she couldn't escape it.

In the arms of the wolf, Wang Qinqin did not regret it, thinking that Liu Suifeng was safe and sound, she felt worthwhile.

When she heard that Feng Linglang "smelled the fragrance and knew the beauty", Wang Qinqin also heard a rumor, that is, as long as the beauty could be embraced, Feng Linglang would agree to her a condition.

The reason why Wang Qinqin threw herself into Feng Linglang was precisely because she believed that Liu Suifeng, who knew almost nothing about the demon world, was definitely not the opponent of Feng Linglang, the son of the demon lord.

What makes Wang Qinqin happy is that this kind of exchange set by Feng Linglang can be carried out indefinitely, that is, as long as she is by Feng Linglang's side, she can ensure that Liu Suifeng is safe.

Looking at Wang Qinqin in his arms with an aggrieved look, Feng Linglang didn't feel anything wrong, and secretly thought to himself proudly: "I don't care who you love, I don't care if you are absent-minded, as long as you are by my side, you are mine." Love is just a virtual thing that fools the ignorant, and it is not as direct as me dragging people to bed. ”

In Feng Linglang's view, love is just an unnecessary process for men and women to (intercourse).

Liu ran out of the mountain with the sound of the piano with the wind, and the mountain behind him suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

Looking up, on the endless prairie, he could chase wildly and look around, but he couldn't find Feng Linglang.

It stands to reason that thousands of fierce wolves, Feng Linglang and Wang Qinqin should be extremely eye-catching, but the result made Liu Suifeng have to wonder.

Closing his eyes and thinking back to the direction in which Feng Linglang left, Liu followed the wind and chased after him.

Riding a fierce wolf, Feng Linglang was complacent in his heart, wishing that the sun would set early, and the stars and moons would get up early, so he didn't want to die for half a day, and he arrived at the bed as soon as possible.

When the spring was rippling and his heart was swaying, Feng Linglang's nose suddenly fanned involuntarily.

A touch of strange fragrance suddenly wafted into his nostrils, causing his sinuses to beat wildly, and he was complacent.

Feng Linglang's eyes were lit up by this strange fragrance at once, like a candle flame in the dark night, and the light was scattered.

Based on experience, Feng Linglang immediately smelled that this must be a peerless beauty, simply a peerless beauty.

After smelling it for so many years, there has never been a woman's body fragrance that can make Feng Linglang so emotional.

caught a trace of strange fragrance, and immediately after, Feng Linglang stopped, carefully using the wolf's nose to identify the source of the fragrance.

After a while, a smile flashed on Feng Linglang's face, he looked at Wang Qinqin in his arms, and then thought about Fang Cai's strange fragrance, and couldn't help but be happy.

Seeing that Feng Linglang took the lead to stop, all the wolves also stopped, silently waiting for Feng Linglang's command.

Feng Linglang turned around and found that his wolf grandson was waiting for him to give orders.

So, Feng Linglang roared at them and dispersed them all so that they would not be an eyesore.

The wolves were ordered to flee in all directions, and the (lewd) power of the wind and the wind had made them very clear.

Feng Linglang jumped off the fierce wolf that was traveling, drove it away, and walked towards Qixiang with Wang Qinqin in his arms.

At this time, Wang Qinqin's heart was like a deer, but it was not because she met the person she liked, but because fear had swept through her body.

Thinking of Feng Linglang's treacherous smile, thinking of Feng Linglang's expulsion of wolves, Wang Qinqin, who was held by Feng Linglang, could almost predict how tragic his fate would be.

Wang Qinqin gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and silently cheered herself in her heart: "Wang Qinqin, if you can't hide, bite your tongue and kill yourself." ”

The grassland under his feet was soft and soft, and Feng Linglang even wondered if there was something wrong with his nose.

However, the increasingly strong fragrance made the suspicion in Feng Linglang's heart disappear without a trace in a short time.

Just when he was suspicious, Feng Linglang was suddenly shocked, he had just taken a step forward, but he found another world.

What appeared in front of Feng Linglang was a small peony garden.

The peonies are blooming, fragrant in the wind, one after another.

The peony garden is boxy and not big, with a side length of only three or four meters.

The fiery red peony, the beauty of the incomprehensible thing, is very happy.

On the fiery red peony, a beautiful woman is sleeping, and wisps of strange fragrance are emanating from her.

Feng Linglang's gaze, as soon as it touched her, was glued to it, and he didn't even think about moving it.

The beauty's eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and the two peaks on her chest shrugged one after another as Qiong's nose opened and closed. The long eyelashes, across the slender, tightly closed Danfeng eyes, the upper and lower two are combined into one, making it appear more black and narrow. His face was ruddy, and his two dimples curled up shallowly on his cheeks, as if he was dreaming.

Feng Linglang looked at the beauty, and hated it very much in his heart, there was such a beauty in the Demon World of the Heart Dao, and he didn't even know it?

He's really too unprofessional!

Feng Linglang's footsteps involuntarily migrated towards the beauty, and at this moment, a figure came to his mind.

Comparing the beauty in front of him with the beauty that came to mind, Feng Linglang was shocked, because there was no difference between them.

However, the body fragrance on the beauty in front of her made Feng Linglang confused, because her body fragrance was really different from the woman in her memory.

Feng Linglang's footsteps were stopped by the doubts in his heart, and he secretly asked himself: "What is going on with this woman who is very similar to Mu Xinyi?"

Although the flowers were closed, she seemed to see everything that was happening in front of her.

After Feng Linglang broke in, Hua Wanru became angry, but he didn't attack and waited for the opportunity.

Seeing Wang Qinqin sad in Feng Linglang's arms, Hua seemed to understand something.

Seeing Feng Linglang stop his pace, Hua Wanru was also puzzled, why did he stop?

In Feng Linglang's heart, two villains were fighting.

A villain is rational, let him first recognize the situation, recognize the identity of the flower, and then decide what to do.

Another villain, called impulsive, let him strike first, don't care who the flower is, do it according to his heart.

Feng Linglang was finally impulsive, involuntarily and uncontrollably, impulsively defeated reason and stretched out his hand to Hua Wanru's cheek.