Then, I saw Ye Feng facing the bubble, holding up his hands at the same time, and chanting words in his mouth.

The speed of her speech was so fast that Liu San'er could only know that she was reciting some kind of incantation, but she couldn't even hear half a word clearly.

As Ye Feng recited, the aura in the magic circle in the hall began to tremble slightly, and it became faster and faster.

After a while, Liu San'er trembled so much that he couldn't stand steadily. He felt his feet constantly touching the ground and getting off the ground, and every touch with the ground made him tremble, even Zhihai was no exception.

The black worm in the sea was still asleep, but it seemed to enjoy the shaking very much, and it turned over several times in a row, and yawned.

Expressing his helplessness for the waste of insects, Liu San'er raised his eyes and looked at Ye Feng again, who was keeping his back for himself at the moment.

Ye Feng was closer to the bubble, his arms were tightly attached to the bubble, and he was trembling slightly. Her arms were too short to fit around the bubbles, which were about four feet in diameter. She seemed to be squeezing the bubbles to make them smaller or burst.

But the bubble that looked like it would burst when it was blown was actually extremely tough, and Ye Feng's action only made its shape change slightly from a circle to an oval, and it couldn't change anything at all.

"Hmph!" After making this sound, Ye Feng seemed to be unable to hold on, but she was obviously unwilling, and shouted with her back to Liu San'er: "Quick!

"Huh?" Liu San'er was trembling all over, and the hand holding the wooden sword was even more so. Do you want to do that a favor?

That bubble is not simple at first glance, with Ye Feng's terrifying strength, he can't help it, if he helps, the wooden sword is likely to be damaged, who will compensate for this loss? Ye Feng? According to her previous actions, it seems unlikely.

If you don't help, the consequences will be very serious! This madman is very likely to punch himself because of this, and Liu San'er shuddered when he thought of that kind of brain-bursting scene.

Now that she had no time to take care of it, a sword solved her, and she looked down at the shaking wooden sword, and the tip of the sword could uncontrollably swing out of a circular afterimage the size of a basin under her full control.

With such a sword, I am afraid that it will be difficult to hit after stabbing it, then it is equivalent to suicide!

"Hey, hey, what are you thinking? Hurry up! I can't hold on anymore!" was already taking a breath, and before Liu San'er could move, Ye Feng shouted anxiously, and the aura in the magic circle immediately shook violently.

Liu San'er looked at the wooden sword and thought of running away again, but quickly rejected this stupid idea, could he escape Ye Feng's pursuit? Also, he killed the three protons of the Pao Brother Society, and killed one of the disciples of the Wuchen Sect, as well as five Buddhist monks, how many people should recognize their faces and where they could escape?

"Okay! I promise you! Xue Xiao's exercise is a copy to you, do it quickly!" Ye Feng couldn't hold on anymore, once he lost his strength this time, he would have to wait until ten days later if he wanted to exert his strength next time. But this bubble can't be stored in any storage artifact, so it can only be broken. But he had just used twelve points of strength, and even the strength to guard against the Humpty Dumpty behind him was used to crush the bubbles, but it still didn't work, he couldn't leave with the bubbles in a grand manner, wouldn't that be the sin of soliciting and killing others on himself, which was tantamount to wiping on himself.

Can you lose the stuff in the bubble? Obviously not, then you won't be in vain. Ye Feng couldn't stay in this place for a moment, and if he stayed for a moment, there would be countless more variables. I suddenly remembered my brother's words to treat subordinates with both grace and power, blind suppression can only wait to betray and escape, and if you want to make people die of loyalty, you need to give the other party a certain favor at a specific time. Although Humpty Dumpty's cultivation is a little lower, his swordsmanship is quite sharp, and he actually has a little bit of the authentic Qingtian swordsmanship that he saw when he was a child, and he has to let him try his sword if he says anything, and he doesn't dare to make a move on himself with his lame cultivation.

I'm really unlucky, you have to follow the bad luck!" Liu San'er said silently to the wooden sword, staggered to Ye Feng's side, the tip of the sword phantom tried its best to aim at the bubble, and his body flicked up!

The action is as ugly as ever, and the speed is as fast as ever!

Boom!

The nameless swordsmanship is worthy of the nameless swordsmanship, a sword makes a contribution, and the bubble bursts in response.

The wooden sword is actually fine, Liu San'er looked at the wooden sword in his hand, panting and a little unable to figure it out, he must find someone to see what the texture of the wooden sword is.

Crash...

Spirit stones, medicine bottles, wooden boxes, books, magic robes, magic flying swords, magic whips, magic flying needles, magic mirrors...... In an instant, a large pile the size of a grave was piled up on the ground, shining with all kinds of brilliance.

it, it's a big loss! So many things gave me a copy of the exercises, why did you forget to knock down the bamboo pole just now! Liu San'er watched the pile of things fly into Ye Feng's storage bracelet like flour blown away by the wind, and regretted it in his heart...

Ye Feng's storage bracelet was like a Pixiu that had been hungry for many days, sweeping away the things that fell out of the bubbles, and then waved his hand again, and took away all the storage artifacts that had been collected before. Then, she took out a bag of snakes and put all the corpses on the ground into it in three or two clicks.

When he jumped to Liu San'er's side again, Ye Feng was holding a piece of yellow rune paper in his left and right hands, and they had all been urged, and the one in his left hand was burning with a common red flame, and then he threw it on the ground. The one on the right hand was actually burning with a rare white flame.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light lit up from the white flame of the rune paper, instantly filling the entire hall magic circle!

Liu San'er only felt that his eyes were blind instantly, and his shoulder was scratched, and he lost consciousness.

......

When Liu San'er woke up, he was still very sleepy, in a half-awake and half-asleep state, and looked out the window, it was already bright. He felt a chill on his back, and when he looked sideways, he was lying on the cold bluestone floor, with a table of eight immortals and a few matching stools on his left, and a door to his left. On the right is a bed, and there is a person lying in the futon, practicing qi in the eighth layer of cultivation, facing inward, you can't see it, but looking at the ups and downs of the futon as a whole, it should be a woman lying inside.

I think of my three usual hobbies: eating, reading, and sleeping. Liu San'er thought that his hobby of sleeping was really not well received, but he didn't expect to meet a fellow practitioner today, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart: I am not alone!

Liu San'er lay on the ground and didn't move, thinking back to the appearance and figure of this crazy man's man, presumably women's clothes are not bad, at least they are comparable to that Hu Ling.

Thinking about it, the light in his eyes flashed, and he stared at the futon a few times, Liu San'er was actually a little uneasy. He has never been a person who can control his body instincts, and he has not been exposed to rain and dew for a long time, and last night he was even more suffocated by the evil fire in his belly, even if he was temporarily suppressed, and it was not completely extinguished. But this madman who can kill Tsukiki with one punch, how can he provoke or even ......

But there should be no problem in taking a look at her, right? Thinking of this, Liu San'er stood up quietly, trying to slow down and not make a sound. What will her women's outfit look like? Will she be better than Hu Ling, and more reckless than Bai Xiaojie...

Liu San'er: "Ye Feng, I want to confess to you and be my woman!"

Ye Feng: "You...... Do you think you are worthy of me? No matter your family status, no matter your character, no matter your cultivation, no matter your strength, you are not worthy of me just by talking about your appearance, and you don't pee on yourself, you are delusional!"

Liu San'er's face suddenly turned red, is he really that bad? Then he took off his pants and urinated on the ground.

Damn! Sure enough, Liu San'er finally recognized his clumsy appearance, and was about to lift his pants and leave.

Ye Feng stepped forward to stop him, swallowed his saliva, clamped his legs, and said with a red face: "Wait! Maybe... Maybe we can try!"

Liu San'er was very puzzled when he was happy, and when he lowered his head to tie his trouser belt, he finally understood, although he didn't look good, he still had strengths in his body. Proudly, his mouth hit Ye Feng's face.

......

Syllable!

A loud slap woke up Liu San'er, who was daydreaming, and slapped him into the air, the force was terrifying.

Liu San'er, who was slapped in the air and woke up, finally saw clearly who the person in the futon was.

It's not Ye Feng, but it's her!