It's late at night.

The flowing spring is light, and the sound of the water is murmuring. A pair of night birds cross their necks in their nests under the eaves of the porch.

Wu Feng sat on the bed, looking at the rough sheepskin map, thinking about the specific layout of this battle.

The stakes are high, and if he loses, even if he can save his life, the first step of this hegemony will turn into a dream bubble.

Therefore, you can only win, not lose!

"Little junior brother. ”

Just as Wu Feng was pondering, a soft and delicate voice sounded in Wu Feng's ears, but it was as crisp as a silver bell.

Wu Feng froze in an instant.

It is difficult to return to the long water, and the dust of the past is like the wind. But when the floodgates of memory are released, the distance of time turns into nothingness in an instant.

"Sister Qiwu?"

Wu Feng was stunned, and with a cautious tone, he turned around.

He forgot about the growth of more than three years, forgot the years that lived here, and seemed to have become the ignorant teenager who didn't understand ** again.

The blue clothes are still lined with the wheat-colored smooth skin, and the fragrance is still sweet and sweet like honey, like a black rose blooming in the hot summer, warm and pure.

Wu Feng's hands trembled, and his mind began to trance.

"What do you see, haven't you seen it?" Meng Qiwu said coquettishly.

Wu Feng wanted to squeeze out a smile, but his smiling eyes couldn't help but tears.

"Going on an expedition?" Meng Qiwu asked.

"Yes. Wu Feng's tone also seemed to be frozen.

"Do you have a chance of winning?" Meng Qiwu smiled, with a hint of teasing.

"The enemy is outnumbered, and the hearts of the people are not aligned. Wu Feng also laughed: "But I won't lose." ”

"Are you really so sure?" Meng Qiwu said in a leisurely voice.

"Only by living can we really see you. Wu Feng suddenly took her into his arms.

The palm of the hand has become extremely stable.

The same is true of the discourse.

"So......" Meng Qiwu's eyes were foggy, she stretched out her hand and gently scraped Wu Feng's moist face with her nails, itching slightly: "What do you want to do?"

"I want you. Wu Feng said categorically: "You are my woman." ”

Before the words fell, Meng Qiwu had already brought her lips close to her, with a hint of sweet and greasy aroma, straight into her heart.

His lips were squeezed warmly, and the burning feeling made Wu Feng's whole body swoke.

He wrapped his palm around Mengqi's buttocks, rubbing it vigorously, the plump flesh penetrated through the palm, and the pleasure touched his heart.

Meng Qiwu trembled with shame, but she pressed her red lips closer to him.

When the tongue wanted to invade Wu Feng's teeth, he did not stop it, but instead pried open Meng Qiwu's lips in turn, causing the tongues of the two to entangle together.

That kind of sweet feeling is really crispy to the tip of the heart.

Wu Feng violently pressed her down on the bed, and the two kissed more and more passionately.

"If it takes a hundred bloody battles to really get you into your arms, I want you ten thousand times. If you want to go 200 times on the battlefield, I will ask you 20,000 times. until you are exhausted, and beg me for mercy. Wu Feng's tone was condensed, but with an indescribable domineering.

Meng Qiwu looked at him in a daze, as if she felt familiar and unfamiliar.

But this feeling made her feel fully embraced and completely surrounded by warm emotions.

Without any effort, Wu Feng stripped off her clothes, revealing the uneven peaks and valleys.

The sound of love and moaning was like a prairie fire, and the plump ** and dripping sweat brought Wu Feng great sensory stimulation.

He embraced her with intense affection, and she wrapped him in tight warmth.

Suddenly, the bronze color turned into white and snowy, and the charming and sweet face also turned into a ghostly and resentful face.

Yun Hailan's voice trembled lightly: "Xiao Feng...... No...... Don't ......"

Wu Feng didn't answer, he pressed her suddenly, stroked her soft body, and continued to fight hard.

Tears flowed from the beauty's bright eyes, but not only shame, but also flickering joy.

Moaning and moaning turned to the mystery, with the shyness of a fairy. It's shy, but it's like a bend to welcome it.

Until the tide rises and falls, and the moon is left with smoke.

"It's time to finish. ”

Two voices, the same words.

Wu Feng suddenly found that he was already hugging left and right, a pair of black and white bodies, giving people strong sensory stimulation.

"Which one do you want?" Meng Qiwu asked hatefully, biting Wu Feng's ear and frustrating her silver teeth.

Wu Feng looked left and right.

"Both. He took a sip of incense on each of the two beauties' pretty faces and hugged them tightly.

"Little pervert, if you have the ability, come here. Yun Hailan's face was flushed, her black and white eyes were blinking, her graceful jade body was pink, and there was a twelve-point laziness.

Wu Feng was about to knock them down again and continue to taste the delicate taste. At this moment, the incomparably real ** in the crook of the arm suddenly turned into smoke and drifted away.

In the emptiness, Wu Feng sat up in shock, only to find that his lower body was already soaked.

The candles in the marigolds had burned out, and the map was still spread out on the quilt.

Wu Feng's face was slightly hot, and he looked out the window, and the wind lamp that never went out all night still emitted a vague ghostly light.

He was a man who didn't believe in dreams. But this time, I knew it was a dream, and I still had to indulge in it.

The breath of fate is so strong, and so is this dream. Wu Feng couldn't help but wonder if the other party had the same dream thousands of miles away.

At the moment of the war, he was still in the mood to think about women, which made Wu Feng admire himself.

However, if you encounter such a scene in reality, can you really say the words "all of you"?

Wu Feng's mind was vague, and he stood up in his clothes. White dew was born at the bottom of the stairs, and he couldn't help but feel a faint chill with his excellent physique.

Crossing the grape trellis, Wu Feng gently knocked on the door of the wing.

After knocking a few times, I remembered that the dead rabbit had already gone to the Luliang area, and was in charge of the relocation of the two demon sects with He Qianying.

"This dead rabbit. Wu Feng sighed: "He is also quite pretty when he dresses up as a woman, but he didn't dream of him when he dreamed blindly, otherwise he wouldn't be disgusted to death." ”

There is no truth to this. If this dream is just a blind dream, it should be easier to think of Sheng Zuixiang's demon girl who turned all beings upside down.

At night, the sky is covered with thick clouds, and there are no stars and no moon.

Under the grape trellis, Wu Feng set up the table and poured himself a large bowl of wine to dispel the cold.

Pour yourself a drink, only the shadow and the wind lamp on the eaves are accompanied, it's really lonely.

The wine on the prairie was very strong, so strong that it burned the throat, but the night breeze was still cold.

Wu Feng covered his clothes.

He remembered the one that often appeared in his dreams, the red lotus fire with a fatalistic aura.

If you can have a fire like that, it won't be cold.

Wu Feng smiled and said to himself: "In such a cold season, it seems that it is not yet time for me to die." ”

He looked up at the sky: "If you want to die, you should also die in the fire." ”

After drinking a whole jar of spirits, Wu Feng already felt that he was in his chest.

It's just that the lower body is a little swollen.

There were still a few servants in the chamber, but they were all asleep by now.

Wu Feng didn't bother to think about it, unbuttoned his trouser belt, peed happily in the middle of the yard, and went back to his room to sleep. (To be continued.) )