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Chapter 1767: Cuscuta wisteria, cut meat and feed plants(1/2)

Looking at his palm, Qin Feng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

I don't know when my skin was covered with dense silvery white hairs.

Moreover, it is still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What the hell?

If you look closely at this appearance, you can see that it is exactly the same as the big brother's dog paw.

Throwing the sunflower branches and beans into the house and locking it, Qin Feng looked confused.

Why did your arm become like this?

"What are you doing, Qin Feng?"

Yan Cheng walked in from the door with a focused look on his face, and his eyes fell on his arm.

"I don't know, but I am conscious." Qin Feng shook his dog's paw and his eyes were filled with confusion.

For a moment, he looked at Yancheng, and saw that nothing about the other person had changed at all.

Still the same look.

After closing the door, Qin Feng walked towards the central venue, where a group of people were kneeling to worship the bright moon in the sky.

Arriving at the venue, a group of people stopped worshiping and all raised their heads to look at the two men.

Pulling the black crystal from his neck and throwing it into the air, with a majestic dragon roar, the giant prison dragon transformed into a ferocious prison dragon and stared at a group of people with golden pupils.

Silks of black flame slowly spurted out from its nostrils, and then turned into sparks and dissipated the surrounding darkness.

The half-human beasts blinked their eyes and continued to kneel down and worship the moon.

Envy glanced at the prison dragon in the sky, and Yan Cheng showed a hint of envy.

This is the top wild beast of the Young Dragon Dynasty in the Eastern Continent.

fear!

Beyond the prison dragon black crystal, Qin Feng's eyes glowed with a faint golden light as he stared down, and he soon discovered something unusual.

These half-animal human bodies are surrounded by a faint white fluorescent mist.

"Fly around the village and I'll take another look."

"roar!"

After hearing Qin Feng's instructions, Black Crystal slowly lowered its flying distance and slowly began to turn around.

Soon Qin Feng discovered a place where the white fog was the densest.

It turned out to be that dilapidated shrine.

There is no response when using ghost eyes during the day, but problems begin at night.

Glancing at the increasingly thick silver dog hair on his arms, Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.

This hair looks like it belongs to my eldest brother.

So.

What the hell is this?

Jumping off the black crystal body, a circle of black spiritual power silently enveloped Qin Feng's body.

Walking into the shrine, the chirping of insects could be heard softly. Under the perspective of the pale golden ghost eyes, the room was filled with white mist, so thick that it was difficult to see even one's fingers.

"So, is there something wrong with this shrine?" Yancheng slowly walked in from the outside carrying a golden halberd, followed by a bloody dragon horse behind him.

Qin Feng nodded, his eyes flickered, and he turned to look at Yancheng, who had not changed at all. He showed a smile: "I'll leave the task of digging three feet into the shrine to you. See if you can find any clues."

"I'll go outside for a walk."

"good."

After walking out of the shrine, Qin Feng let out a breath as he listened to the sound of cracking and digging.

There is a problem.

Yancheng has been here for so many days and nothing has happened. Why did he change?

There is only one place.

Turning over Heijing's body, Qin Feng signaled him to fly towards the wooden house where Yancheng lived.

A cold wind blew slowly in the air.

Qin Feng pushed the treasure-hunting squirrel's head back into his clothes, indicating that he was fine.

Even though the left arm has completely turned into a wolf claw.

Arriving at Yancheng's residence, Qin Feng slowly opened the door and walked in.

If I remember correctly, this guy was staying at the home of the only witch in the village.

It seems that the witch Bai Xue is very kind to Yancheng.

Looking at the candlelight in the bedroom, Qin Feng walked past and then reached out to push open the door.

A faint girl's unique fragrance pours into the nostrils.

Under dim candlelight.

The one-armed witch named Shirayuki was lying defenseless on the bed, sleeping.

He should have been knocked unconscious by Yancheng.

After closing the door, Qin Feng silently walked to the bed and stared at the girl on the bed with his pale golden ghost eyes. For a moment, he looked away.

There is no white mist in the opponent's body.

And the group of people who are kneeling and worshiping outside have it in their bodies.

That is to say.

This girl is fine.

"Wake up, let's talk?"

"Pretending to sleep?"

Looking at the motionless witch Bai Xue, Qin Feng's lips curled up: "I haven't touched a woman for a long time."

Muttering to himself, Qin Feng took off his gray mink fur coat and threw it on the wooden floor.

Snap.

The heavy coat came into contact with the ground, making a dull impact sound.

as if.

foreshadowing what will happen next.

Walking shirtless to Bai Xue, Qin Feng's eyes gradually fell on the uneven body under a thin layer of witch uniform.

Quickly opening her eyes, Bai Xue looked at the man in front of her in horror, looking down at her from a high position.

Especially when she saw the other person taking off his belt, she lost all composure!

He hurriedly wrapped himself in a thin quilt and retreated to the corner, his body trembling, his pink lips pursed tightly, and his face was as white as snow.

"No more pretending to sleep?"

Slowly untied the plush animal skin trousers and tied them with a delicate bow.

Qin Feng shook his silver plush wolf claw arm.

"No, I can't." Bai Xue's lips trembled and she answered cautiously.

"Then tell me what's going on, and don't be pretentious with me." Qin Feng picked up the plush coat on the ground and put it on his body, pulled the wooden stool and sat on it honestly.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel jumped on Qin Feng's shoulder, looking at Bai Xue with his hands on his hips.

The room became silent.

moment.

Bai Xue's still trembling voice sounded: "This is the magical effect hidden in Wu Village. It has been passed down for hundreds of years and has been guarded by witches of all generations."

"Don't worry, your hand will recover during the day."

"Then tell me, where is the divine object?"

"No, I can't tell you, this is the rule of witches throughout the ages." Bai Xue pursed her lips, her eyes firm.

A dagger poked out from his sleeve and was placed across his neck: "If you want to do anything to me, I, I will commit suicide, and you won't even get the news!"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking thoughtful.

suddenly.

I feel like the kind of villain who bullies young girls.
To be continued...
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