"Come back. Mengyun called softly.

The delicate girls in the forest walked towards Mengyun herself.

Some of them smile elegantly, some are indifferent and calm, some are innocent, some twist their waists, and some are charming and cute with catwalks, and some are reluctant to move forward, as if they are deliberately lagging behind.

The jade girls walked into the white mountain on the illusory mirror, and walked into the Mengyun deity, and finally the witch shadow spirit body in front of the deity also returned to the Mengyun deity.

"Yuying, you sleep. Mengyun whispered in her heart.

"The slave wants to see the male master. Yuying retorted in a wistful tone.

"Yuying, you go to sleep first, and I will wake you up later. Lin Nanfeng said softly.

Yu Ying responded lightly, obediently stepped into a deep sleep, and the snow-capped mountains and mirrors outside Mengyun disappeared in an instant

"Nanfeng, the slave can communicate directly with you. Meng Yun said happily.

"Yun, I'm also happy, you can become one of the main deeds of the mirror flower relationship, which is what I once longed for. Lin Nanfeng responded happily.

"It was Yue'e who helped the slave, Yue'e not only helped the slave to cultivate the 'kamikaze art of war', but also created the Wood Realm Spirit Realm for the slave, so that the slave became the wind cultivator of the mirror flower yuan. Meng Yun whispered gratefully.

"I'm stupid, and I can't even see what you're cultivating. Lin Nanfeng said apologetically.

"The spiritual book of the kamikaze art of war was passed down by Yuzhen to the slave, so that the slave could try to cultivate. Meng Yun explained.

Lin Nanfeng was unexpectedly light, and listened to Meng Yun again: "The art of war is a kind of demon cultivation, spiritual cultivation and Taoist cultivation, and the superior method of the three mysteries are one, which is very dependent on the breadth of mental cultivation, and Yu Zhen said that it is difficult to cultivate." ”

"It's hard to cultivate, but you've cultivated, it should be your talent that is suitable for cultivation. Lin Nanfeng said gently.

"The slave's talent may be suitable, but the slave knows that the slave can cultivate the kamikaze art of war, and ninety percent of it depends on you and Yue'e, if there is no support from you, the slave's 'kamikaze war' has no possibility of cultivation. Mengyun said rationally.

"Could it be that your kamikaze art of war needs the support of my Heart Sea Dao Seal?" Lin Nanfeng said unexpectedly.

"The slave doesn't know what the support of the Heart Sea Dao Seal is, the slave only knows that the kamikaze art of war can be cultivated, which has a lot to do with the mirage heavenly realm in the mirror flower edge, and the slave can create a hundred true spirit divine soldiers, which should be supported by your heart cultivation. Meng Yun replied.

Lin Nanfeng was light and thoughtful, and Meng Yun whispered again: "Nanfeng, the slave's cultivation base is actually still a heavenly barbarian, Yuying's spiritual cultivation is the double of the heart and sea realm, and our cultivation foundation is to cultivate the kamikaze art of war, and we also have a maximum of ten true spirit divine soldiers, and a hundred soldiers are the number of handsome ranks." ”

Lin Nanfeng thought about it and understood, knowing that it was the reason for the Divine Spirit Venerable, he said gently: "Whether it is my support or not, your cultivation is the real harvest." ”

"Slaves are reaping great rewards. Meng Yun replied happily.

Lin Nanfeng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yun, can't your divine weapon be created into something else, such as the form of a demon beast." ”

"No, for slaves, the so-called true spirit divine soldiers, must be the most familiar creatures of the cultivator to be able to create, to see its true form, through its true nature, know its roots, the slave is most familiar with the female slave of the Treasure Pavilion, the slave itself is also a female slave, so it can be similar to the creation of the true spirit. Meng Yun replied.

Lin Nanfeng was light, and Meng Yun said again: "If the slave is to create a demon beast divine soldier, it will not be done at all, just based on the appearance and imaginary creation, it will not derive the true spirit heart, and the spirit body without the spiritual heart can only be a low-level puppet spirit soldier." ”

"I understand, Yun, if the divine soldier you created is killed in battle, can it be reborn?" Lin Nanfeng asked.

"It can be reborn, but it will be greatly damaged, if it is a spirit bead, the spirit bead can not be destroyed to retain the memory and cultivation of the foundation, the true spirit weapon of slavery, the highest is equivalent to blood refining, it takes time to grow. Mengyun replied.

Lin Nanfeng was light, and said in his heart: "Refining blood combat power, those hundred are not as good as an earth spirit general." ”

"Nanfeng, do you like those slave girls?" asked Meng Yun in a whisper.

Lin Nanfeng was stunned, hesitated, and said gently: "I like it." ”

"Do you really like it?" asked Mengyun in a whisper.

"I really like them, they were created by you, I like them, and I won't have a burden in my heart. Lin Nanfeng replied gently.

"It's good if you like it, the slave is willing to dance for you, flattering for you, the slave's life, just want to get the beauty of survival. Mengyun whispered softly.

"Yun, we will always be together, it is a kind of beauty. Lin Nanfeng whispered softly.

"What the slave knows, the slave has actually died once, and it was you who let the slave be reborn regardless of it. Mengyun whispered softly.

"Yun, I can't lose you. Lin Nanfeng responded gently.

"Hmm!" Meng Yun whispered.

"Go back, if you don't go back, that Tianshuai will go crazy. Lin Nanfeng said with a smile, Mengyun responded lightly, and woke up and hurriedly got up and walked

On the big round bed, 'Lin Nanfeng' half-hugged the nephrite-like stamen beauty, and a big hand tirelessly stroked the slender and round snow legs.

"Blossom, your body is the most beautiful I've ever seen. Lin Nanfeng whispered softly.

"Yes, how do you think the slave, the male protagonist prefers Mengyun. "The beauty of the flower is lazy and whispers.

"Mengyun's body is not as comfortable as you. Lin Nanfeng responded.

"Is the male protagonist comfortable?How does the slave feel, the male protagonist is just picking up and not having fun with the slave?"

"I didn't dare to enjoy myself because I was worried about the crisis, but my joy with you was really fun, especially with you, it felt very wonderful. Lin Nanfeng replied with a light smile.

"It's good if the male protagonist likes it. Blossom replied lazily.

Before the whispers fell, Meng Yun and the other two beauties returned to the pavilion, but they entered the pavilion together, as well as Princess Qingcicada and three maids.

Lin Nanfeng got up and got out of bed, and the beauty of the flower stamen also got up and got out of bed, not wanting Princess Qingcicada to come upstairs, followed by three maids in white.

"Princess. Lin Nanfeng was naked, and greeted him with some embarrassment, although this was just a magic weapon, he was strange how Princess Qingcicada was abnormal.

"I'm bothering my husband, my wife came over to send a maid for my husband. The cicada whispered indifferently.

Lin Nanfeng was stunned, he came here in person to send a maid, what kind of fame?

Princess Qingcicada turned around slightly and said indifferently: "Xiangke, this is our husband, you call the male protagonist a salute." ”

Lin Nanfeng looked at it, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the maid's face, it was a picturesque white jade face, although the expression was wooden, but it was also perfect like a heavenly maiden.

"Slave worship to the male master. "Ming Xiangke's maid was cold and obviously reluctant.

"Good. Lin Nanfeng responded indifferently.

"Let her serve the male protagonist. Princess Cicada commanded indifferently.

Lin Nanfeng was stunned, but when he saw the other two white-clothed maids leaving, he unceremoniously reached out and pulled off the skirts of the maids in Xiangke.

The goddess of Xiangke was at the mercy of nothing, and finally exposed her snow-white and delicate body, was pulled to the top of the brocade bed, and posed in a posture of lying on her stomach and hips.

"Princess, what is this for?" Lin Nanfeng asked with a frown.

"This is the concubine given by His Majesty the Holy Emperor to her husband, please have mercy on your husband. Princess Cicada replied indifferently, as if she was talking about an ordinary trivial matter.

Lin Nanfeng was just about to refute and push, but suddenly his left arm was supported, and the beauty of the flower stamen whispered: "The male protagonist should not say much, it is a blessing given by His Majesty the Holy Emperor, don't let Her Royal Highness the princess wait for a long time." ”

Lin Nanfeng was pulled away in a daze, and out of fear of the power of the white robe, he was pushed to bed in the hesitation and contradiction, and in the vigilance of suspecting whether there was any trap, he passively 'pity' the beauty and jade body.

The beauty snorted, Lin Nanfeng noticed that the beauty was a virgin, and her movements naturally changed to gentle, but there was something eventful, and the beauty of the stamen actually knelt aside, pushing Lin Nanfeng's back with one hand, and touching the beauty's abdomen with the other.

Lin Nanfeng didn't know what the beauty of the flower was doing, he was vigilant and vigilant.

The basic principle of the guidance given to him by Mengyun is to be safe and obedient, and the second is to show that there are rules for behavior.

The purpose is to delineate the conjecture of the white-robed power and delineate the sect and the big family, ignoring the loose cultivators like Lin Nanfeng.