Chapter 6 I can't stand the Spring Festival!

At this time, Feng Wanli, I don't know when it has appeared outside Yizhuang, the cold fog around him, the slightest coolness makes Feng Wanli sober up a lot, but when Feng Wanli saw the appearance of the comer, Feng Wanli still couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you kidding, why is this female ghost haunting me!"

Feng Wanli had endless puzzlement in his heart, he didn't provoke this female ghost with incense, and he didn't go out at night, how could he meet her?

"Small. Miss!"

Feng Wanli looked at Dong Xiaoyu with a spring breeze on her face, and said tentatively: "Miss, what are you doing here at night?"

Dong Xiaoyu looked at Feng Wanli affectionately, and her face was full of shyness: "Childe has been staring at me for a long time today, and I don't know what advice I have for the slave family!"

"I'm really mentally retarded!"

Hearing Dong Xiaoyu say this, Feng Wanli understood that it was obviously because he was staring at other people's graves in a daze today that Dong Xiaoyu was entangled with him.

Seeing that Feng Wanli was silent for a long time, Xiaoyu took the initiative to speak: "I don't know Gongzi Guigeng!"

"More than thirty under it!"

Feng Wanli also lied and didn't make drafts, he just opened his mouth and came, what kind of jokes, if he said that he was in his early twenties and his blood was strong, wouldn't he be in the way of this female ghost.

"Huh!"

Hearing Feng Wanli say that he was in his thirties, Dong Xiaoyu covered his mouth and smiled: "Childe is only more than twenty years old, and he is rich and strong, how can he be in his thirties? Childe is really interesting." ”

Feng Wan's interior was dark, and the lie he had just told was dismantled in the blink of an eye.

"Girl, it's late at night, so let's go back quickly, so as not to encounter danger on the road. Feng Wanli arched his hand, and kept thinking about how to escape from the female ghost.

Dong Xiaoyu's eyes rolled, looked at the gloomy dense forest, covered her mouth and smiled: "It's getting late at this time, I don't know if the son can send him off?"

"It seems that Dong Xiaoyu doesn't want to have a showdown with me yet. ”

Feng Wanli's heart was relieved, and then he turned around and pointed to Yizhuang not far behind him, and said with a smile: "It's difficult to walk at night, this is where my master and uncle live, I don't know if Miss can live here temporarily, and wait for tomorrow dawn The boy will personally send Miss back." ”

"Okay!"

To the great surprise of Feng Wanli, Dong Xiaoyu actually agreed to rest in Yizhuang, didn't Dong Xiaoyu know that Uncle Nine was in Yizhuang?

Feng Wanli has a lot of thoughts, but no matter what, this result always develops towards what he wants, knowing that he has entered Yizhuang and summoned Uncle Jiu, no matter how strong Dong Xiaoyu is, he can't infringe on himself.

The thought in my heart was extremely beautiful, but when the two of them walked into Yizhuang and saw everything in the house, Feng Wanli was dumbfounded.

Where is this the Yizhuang that I am familiar with, this is clearly a ghost mansion dressed in the skin of Yizhuang.

"Looks like I'm on the road!"

Feng Wan was embarrassed, how could he not know that he was tricked by Dong Xiaoyu, it was very likely that he had been swept away by Xiaoyu a long time ago, and his body was in the depths of the dense forest.

Xiaoyu stepped forward and said, "More sons take in the slave family, otherwise I don't know where to go today." ”

"Alas!"

Feng Wanli sighed lightly, looked at Xiao Yu in front of him, and hesitated in his heart: "Is this forcing me to be a ghost?"

Although Dong Xiaoyu is not a demon and will not kill people indiscriminately, as long as he thinks of what he has with ghosts, he is always weird in his heart, but after thinking about it, he can't escape at all.

"Oops!"

At this moment, an oops, Dong Xiaoyu stumbled, and fell directly into Feng Wanli's arms, Xiao Yu raised his head slightly, and smiled at Feng Wanliying, I don't know if Xiao Yu cast a spell or Xiao Yu was originally very pretty, at this time, Feng Wanli looked at Xiao Yu and felt very beautiful, and his heart was even more restless, and he said secretly: "Xu Xian can be a snake, Ning Caichen can be a ghost, I can't lose to an immortal today!"

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli directly picked up Xiaoyu and rushed to the room in front of him.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!"

Vaguely, two bodies could be seen rolling on it, and the wooden bed of unknown age made a grinding sound as the two figures continued to shake.

"Ahh

With the sound of erosion constantly sounding, bursts of white fog appeared on the bed at some point, completely filling the two of them, and the shameful picture was completely covered, not giving outsiders half of the light.

"Goo! goo!"

The rooster outside the house makes its first chirp of the morning.

Feng Wanli, who was weak in his limbs, rubbed his eyes and found that Xiaoyu had long since disappeared, only the lingering fragrance on the bed and the red lip mark on his neck proved that he was not dreaming yesterday.

"Alas!"

Feng Wanli sighed softly, picked up the clothes that had fallen to the ground, like a wronged little girl: "Evil, my blood was taken away by a ghost." ”

From ancient times to the present, how can such a pathetic person as me, as a "man" with eight-pack abs, be robbed of his most precious first time by a woman?

After complaining for a while, Feng Wanli reacted, and with a light snort, his attribute template appeared in front of him.

"System!"

Wind Miles (Weak)

Realm: The first layer of Qi training

Spell

Soul Condensation (Tier 1): Increases the recovery rate by a small amount.

Alchemy (LV1): Can control a jumping corpse.

Talents: None

Evaluation: A weak chicken that was squeezed dry by a female ghost and lost a small amount of yang energy.

"Sure enough!"

For the impropriety of the system, Feng Wanli has long been accustomed to it, click on the weak state, and look at it carefully.

Weakness: The weakness of the body caused by the release of yang qi takes three days to recover.

"Three days ... ”

Seeing the word three days, Feng Wanli is simply crazy, in three days, the entire Mr. Zombie plot has been completely over, and in general, not only has he not strengthened himself, but he has also been weakened.

"That's right!"

At this moment, Feng Wanli remembered the jade bottle that he collected from the corpse of Old Lady Ren, according to the plot, Old Lady Ren was going to appear tonight, if he didn't go back in advance to put away the jade bottle, it would be too late.

So Feng Wanli didn't have time to complain too much, so he hurriedly got dressed and walked in the direction of Yizhuang.

"Good boy!"

Walking in the dense forest, looking at the town hundreds of meters away from him in the distance, Feng Wanli couldn't help but sigh: "I was actually fascinated by ghosts here, and I don't know if Uncle Nine will come to me if he finds out that he is gone!"

Back in Yizhuang, it was already noon.

"Stinky boy, where did you go last night!"

As soon as he stepped into Yizhuang, Uncle Nine rushed up and slapped Feng Wanli on the head.

Uncle Jiu's slap didn't work hard, but at this time, Feng Wanli's limbs were weak, especially when his legs were constantly trembling when he walked, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing Feng Wanli's appearance, Uncle Nine didn't know what was going on.

"Are you a ghost?"