Just when Han Feng felt extremely depressed in his heart, a soft and kind voice suddenly came from the main hall.

"Feng'er, can you practice this exercise!"

Han Feng came back to his senses from his depression, sorted out his troubled emotions a little, and replied softly: "Senior, I have now learned the first and second levels of the mimicry technique, and I can imitate anyone's appearance at will. ”

The gray-clothed old man looked at Han Feng, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect that in just half an hour, you actually comprehended this incomplete exercise, it's really incredible, I'm afraid that the world can't find a second one, you really surprise me." ”

Han Feng said with a smile: "The seniors are falsely praised! The juniors also realized it by mistake!"

After all, it was impossible for Han Feng to reveal the news that he was pregnant with the Spirit Moon Jade Scroll.

The gray-clothed old man showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and chuckled approvingly: "Yes, the young man is not arrogant or impatient!" and then continued: "Feng'er! Since you can already imitate anyone's appearance, you should leave quickly while the wind and thunderstorm have not yet been searched here!"

"Senior, what should you do!" Han Feng asked hurriedly.

"Feng'er, it's safest for me to stay here, and besides, with your current cultivation, you can't break the magic circle on my body, so I'm very happy that you can have this heart. The gray-clothed old man nodded and said softly. "Wait until you have enough strength to come back here to save me, and if you find your mother, don't tell her the news that I was imprisoned by the Wind and Thunder Family, remember!"

"Senior, why is this?" Han Feng was even more puzzled and asked again.

"Feng'er, don't ask more, you can leave quickly!"

Han Feng had to say goodbye to the old man in gray.

After a while, Han Feng walked out of the Fenglei Family's Treasure Pavilion and easily broke out of the formation arranged around the island.

The entire island was still empty, and the huge incomparably incomparably high energy shield above the island and the strange and mysterious formations arranged around it were still in operation.

At this time, it was already late at night, the sky was still full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, strong winds, and heavy rain like a waterfall poured down from the dark sky, as if it was about to submerge the entire Wind and Thunder City.

The front yard of Feng Lei's house was brightly lit and full of people, but the backyard was sparsely lit, shaky and flickering, and the sporadic lights were far less bright than the terrifying lightning in this dark night, and compared with the hustle and bustle of the front yard, the backyard seemed very quiet.

The obvious difference between the front and back yards made Han Feng puzzled, but Han Feng didn't study it carefully, since there were many people in the front yard and the lights were bright, Han Feng could only rush towards the backyard.

Along the way, the Korean wind is clearly visible in the short lightning lightning, the backyard is full of grass, flowers, streams, and endless exquisite pavilions, which are perfectly integrated with the surrounding mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful and amazing.

The Wind Thunder Family can stand tall in Wind Thunder City for thousands of years, and its heritage and savings are indeed extraordinary.

After a while, Han Feng came to the front of a beautifully built palace, the main hall was carved and painted, and the roof was painted with a layer of gold paint, which was brilliant.

On the lintel of the palace, a plaque is carved with three large characters in seal body "Hundred Flowers Palace".

In front of the palace, there are rows of willows, lush, silky willow stained with drops of crystal clear raindrops, in the short lightning light like stars, with the exquisite shape of the whole palace, as if entering a fairyland.

In a huge palace, there were no guards to patrol the town, and occasionally only one or two maids whispered and passed by the corridors of the palace.

Han Feng, who was hiding under the lush wicker, was relieved to see this situation and was overjoyed.

Then his figure flashed, and his whole body rushed towards a lighted room like a ghost in the night.

When Han Feng was still some distance away from the room, he heard the laughter of men and women in this lit room.

Han Feng hurriedly stopped, carefully looked around again, and found that there was no one around, so he cautiously came to the corner of the house, squatted in the dark and looked into the room through the window crack.

The house is beautifully furnished, next to a big sandalwood bed stands a maid wearing a pink velvet hat, graceful and slender, with a shy appearance, the maid's expression is extremely calm, and on the huge sandalwood bed, a man and a woman are sitting at the head of the bed and snuggling together, the man has white hair, only showing the side face, from the side to see a white and old face, a big hooked nose, Han Feng thought to himself, isn't he the Lord of Wind Thunder City? Could it be that when his son died, he was eager to cultivate and sow seeds? This is incredible!

Han Feng pondered outside the window for a moment and then looked carefully into the room again, and couldn't help but blush, feeling the blood in his veins, which made Han Feng's heart sway, and his thoughts were like a tide, and a dry heat suddenly rose in his heart, and suddenly a man's reaction was due.

It turned out that Feng Thunderstorm had already taken off his clothes in a moment of Han Feng's contemplation, and his upper body was completely *, and his body was extremely strong and strong, which was incompatible with his thin old face. The lower body was stripped off to only a pair of white bottoms, the bottoms were lifted high by a stick-like object, looking from a distance, like a small white tent, a thick arm full of thick body hair wrapped around the woman's waist, and the other hand was kneading the woman's chest, and the woman's delicate body trembled slightly, her cheeks were red, her shirt was half-untied, half-pushed, twisted and grinded, let him do it, let out a slight wheezing sound in her mouth and nose, and leaned on the broad shoulders of the wind and thunderstorm.

"Bi Lei, is it true that you said that the Desire Flower Palace has a secret method of fertility?" The wind and thunderstorm kept kneading the woman's tall breasts, and asked with a smile.

"Hmmm!

"My good city lord, can't I still deceive you about such things, I have lived in the Desire Flower Palace for more than ten years, what secret method have I not seen?" The woman named Bi Lei said with misty eyes and a continuous moan.

"Okay! My good beauty! This is really great news!" Feng Leiyu listened to the woman's voice, seemed to feel unusually excited, roared in a low voice, said a word inexplicably, pulled his hands, and stabbed the sound of tearing clothes, the woman's skirt had been torn off by him, enlarged breasts and buttocks, breast waves, spring waves, and for a while, the whole room was boundless in spring.

The woman seemed to inadvertently look back at the window, Han Feng saw the woman's amorous eyes in the dark, slightly curled red lips, and her figure was even more perfect.

She pursed her cherry-red lips slightly, and the tip of her tongue brushed lightly over her red lips. It made Han Feng outside the window boil his blood, and his heart fluttered, thinking that this was really prodigal.

"Xiaomei, you have packed up the clothes on the ground and sent two cups of hot tea!" the woman commanded the maid standing beside the bed.

"Yes, ma'am!" the maid bent slightly, made a bow, and then packed up the clothes that had been thrown on the ground by the thunderstorm and put them on a sandalwood tea table not far from the bed, and gently blew out the red candle on the tea table by the way, and then walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door with her hand.

Han Feng saw the maid blow out the candle flame in the room, and his figure flashed slightly, and he hid under the willow tree next to the room again, completely hiding his figure. When the maid had gone away, she hurried in the direction of the maid