N-A-A Chapter 981
Chapter 981
Outside the Canglong camp, dangers are everywhere.
Soul masters keep coming into contact with each other, and the red shadow spreads like a plague.
The soul masters who were hit don't look any different from the outside, and they act as usual.
There are continuous artillery fire in the camp, and the warehouses are opened to release food to provide relief to the victims.
The night is getting darker, and sparks keep jumping out of the bonfire.
"Swish!"
Luo Fanchen appeared from the sky above the camp,
Looking down at the tents where the sisters Ye Xi'an are, the sisters with fair skin, beautiful faces and long legs are all in deep sleep, and there are still crystal traces of tears of joy in the corners of their eyes.
Praise Haiyun!
After getting the power of the Water Saint Dragon, the five elements are complete, which can be said to be a shotgun for a cannon.
In the past, it was millet and rifles that charged and fought, but now it is quite direct to use mortars.
"Master... Master..."
"No... No more!"
Marshal Xiong asked cautiously. Today, he really opened his eyes with a knife. In just one day, he had met five mistresses.
Unbelievable, amazing!
How did the master maintain the relationship between so many women?
If it were him, his head would explode.
"No more?"
Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head:
"This is just the beginning. You don't understand my pain. There are too many women to meet in this life."
Marshal Xiong pondered for a moment, then made a serious suggestion and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Master, how about cutting the Gordian knot and killing them all?"
Luo Fanchen's expression froze, his neck turned stiffly, and he stared at Marshal Xiong.
As if asking, are you serious?
"Master, how about this plan?"
"Not bad." Luo Fanchen smiled.
"Xiao San is willing to help you solve your problems." Xiong Dashuai grinned.
"Damn you, you call me Xiao San, not the real Xiao San!"
Luo Fanchen kicked him on the bear's butt and kicked him aside.
This bear is good in every way, but his brain is a little bit slow.
Xiong Dashuai rolled back aggrievedly, tears in his eyes.
Why did you kick me?
You said you were annoyed.
Why don't you just kill them all and save trouble!
Luo Fanchen ignored this wise bear and thought about where to go next.
The Blood Demon Cult didn't know when it would come,
He also wanted to take the opportunity to spend more time with his women to avoid any regrets.
Thinking about it,
Luo Fanchen's eyes were fixed on the direction where the Temple of Light was stationed. The magnificent temple group was located on that side, and even at night, it was faintly covered with golden light.
He had already stolen the home of the Phoenix Queen.
He didn't believe that there were no loopholes in the Pope's mind, and he would find an opportunity to exploit them.
"Junior Sister Yingyue, I'm here!"
"Swish!"
Luo Fanchen grabbed the mane on Xiong Dashuai's neck and disappeared.
Damn!
There's also a mistress?
In the Saint's bedroom, the hazy moonlight was looming.
The graceful girl was meditating on the futon, her crystal skin was as smooth as milk, and she was holding a mini temple in her palm, constantly absorbing the power from it. The girl's face looked more holy and unworldly against the crescent moon between her eyebrows.
"Swish!"
Bai Yingyue opened her eyes, put away the temple in her palm, and her soul power rose.
She broke through to level 85 in one fell swoop.
However, the light and shadow of the temple and the goddess behind her dimmed a little.
Bai Yingyue stood up, touched the ground with her jade feet, and a youthful and confident arc appeared on the corner of her lips.
"Hehe."
"When my senior brother comes back and sees my cultivation, he will definitely be shocked."
"But this is also thanks to my senior brother, who has inherited the gods, otherwise the breakthrough speed would never be so fast."
Yingyue waved her pink fist vigorously to cheer herself up.
Try to defeat my senior brother as soon as possible,
so that she can protect him in front of him and let him bear less hardship.
Yingyue looked at the palm of her hand, where the temple disappeared, thinking.
She always felt that as her cultivation improved, something in her head seemed to be revived, but when she wanted to take the initiative to grasp that feeling, there was nothing.
Strange!
Bai Yingyue grabbed a strand of hair, which had long been wet with sweat from cultivation and became sticky. She sniffed it gently with her nose and frowned.
"Hey!"
"This Saint is not clean anymore!"
"I don't know where the bad senior brother is now, otherwise I'll ask him to wash my hair for me!"
When it comes to Luo Fanchen, the sight of Bai Yingyue's beautiful eyes seems to be pulled into a thread and becomes hazy.
"Not only can I help you wash your hair, but I can also help my dear junior sister take a bath!"
In the empty Saint's bedroom, a man's teasing and magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
Bai Yingyue's delicate body trembled,
Before turning around, she felt a pair of strong shoulders hugging her from behind.
Feeling the familiar warmthDegree, familiar breath, Bai Yingyue did not dare to look back, fearing that it was just a dream, but with her cultivation, how could she not distinguish between a dream and reality.
"Junior Brother!"
"When did you come back!"
Bai Yingyue spoke excitedly,
But before Luo Fanchen could speak, her red lips twitched,
What the hell!
You just came back and you're scaring people, right!
Should a good girl be pointed at with a gun?
Women dress up to please themselves,
Every girl wants to show her best side to her lover.
"Junior Brother, Yingyue is dirty, let Yingyue wash her hair first!"
Luo Fanchen shook his head, like sucking a cat, lowered his head and buried it in his neck, and took a light breath: "Junior Sister, you smell so good."
The warm breath hit the skin of the neck. As a saint, Bai Yingyue was pure and innocent, and she had never tried this before. She felt as if there was an electric current flowing through her body, and her toes and fingers were all numb, and she was distracted.
"Brother, you are so coquettish."
"Private space, this is called the mood between lovers, who cares?"
Luo Fanchen behaved boldly and unrestrainedly: "There are no outsiders, don't be afraid."
Seeing Bai Yingyue's eyes becoming more and more confusing, and the holy skin of her arms gradually covered with a touch of blush, the voice of a third person suddenly came from the space.
"Outsiders?"
"Yes!"