"Master, eat slowly." Anfei gently wiped the corners of Fang Jie's mouth.
Fang Jie looked back, and his face was as beautiful as a peach and plum, which made Fang Jie extremely moved. Compared with the delicious food on this table, it felt even more tasteless.
Thinking of the full value of loyalty, Fang Jie instantly thought that loyalty is constant, that he can do whatever he wants, that he can meet all requirements, that he can... He couldn't think about it anymore, and Fang Jie's heart became more and more hot.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Anfei also noticed that Fang Jie's face was a little red.
He gently approached and placed his hand on Fang Jie's head. The soft jade-like touch and the waves of fragrance were beyond what Fang Jie could bear. The desire in his heart instantly suppressed his reason.
"I want to eat you first." Fang Jie stood up and pulled him over.
Anfei screamed in surprise, and her mouth was blocked the next moment. She instinctively wanted to struggle, but was quickly calmed down by Fang Jie. Both were from the legal system, but Anfei's power was far less powerful than Fang Jie's.
Not long after, Anfei closed her eyes, and Fang Jie couldn't bear it even more.
Holding Anfei in his arms, Fang Jie quickly walked to the next room, and soon a voice like singing came from inside.
A young figure looked closer, then entered the room, and soon the number of singing voices increased.
After a while, Fang Jie lay on the bed, looking at the two soft figures, one big and one small, and his head entered the state of a sage. He didn't expect that his career as a boy would end here.
But looking at the two beautiful figures, Fang Jie felt that he had nothing to regret.
Really, men are all lower-body animals. They are about to start a war, but they can still fight first.
After waiting for a while, the three of them slowly rested, and Fang Jie quickly stood up. "Okay, don't lie down anymore, get up and eat something quickly, I'm afraid there will be a war later."
I can't lie here any longer, or I'll have to do it again later.
Fang Jie doesn't want to suffer the pain of a middle-aged man at such a young age. After returning home, he must intensify his practice to make his body stronger. Fang Jie's legs were already a little weak just now.
Anfei and Lugia looked at each other, smiled sweetly, and quickly stood up to help Fang Jie get dressed.
Between the bumps and bumps, Fang Jie almost lost control again. In this situation, it is no wonder that King Zhou was unwilling to go to court, and he would not be willing to do it in his place. This thing is really addictive.
I finally used my will to restrain myself and finally finished the meal.
Just when the gun was about to go off again, Fang Hao's voice finally rang out.
"Lord, the owner of Quesha Island has brought his people over, and their army has taken the lead in gathering."
Fang Jie narrowed his eyes and stood up: "I know, I'm coming up here." After concentrating, Fang Jie found that he was extremely calm. In his mind, a black lotus mark appeared, suppressing everything.
Fang Jie discovered for the first time that his Black Lotus Meditation Technique actually had this function.
This is not bad, at least you won’t accidentally get lost.
After walking up, Fang Jie saw the tall zombie on the opposite side through the shooting objects in front of him. The zombie's body was silvery white and looked like some kind of metal.
But Fang Jie knew that this was definitely not metal, but a change of itself.
This kind of change is usually caused by a certain undead's own cultivation method. Look around you, a large number of undead armies have also gathered. The undead creatures on Quesha Island are mainly zombies.
"No wonder people on other islands hate them. Just this look is unbearable."
Looking at it from a distance, Fang Jie felt nauseous. There was nothing he could do about it, there were too many zombie-type creatures that people couldn't stand, and they would often cause rotten flesh to fly everywhere when they fought.
However, among the zombies, there was a group of very gorgeous figures at the front.
It was also a zombie, but it looked nothing like it. It was more than five meters tall, and its body was golden, like an elephant made of gold. Its four legs were like four pillars, and the ground shook when it walked.
Faintly, Fang Jie discovered that the golden color was not just the color of the skin, but something like a golden cloud wrapped around it. I'm afraid this was the power of those giant elephants.
I just don't know if it's fighting spirit or magic power, but I'm sure this thing is very powerful.
"That is the Golden Giant Elephant Legion of Quesha Island, and it is also their main force that can occupy this island. There are about a thousand in total, and they are powerful. Their individual strength is probably no worse than the Skeleton Flying Dragon."
Hearing Fang Hao's words, Fang Jie frowned: "This strength is too weak, isn't it? Is this the case on Kuisha Island?"
"Because of the rules of the alliance, other powerful beings cannot attack them. The strength of Quesha Island is the weakest among the twenty-three top large islands. However, their middle and low-level armies are the weakest.
Powerful.”
It's no wonder, after all, they are undead, as long as they can be created.
The undead are not afraid of death, and zombies can also spread plague. Among the middle and lower-level armies, they are perfect to be cannon fodder.
But when they encounter those rotting corpses, other armies cannot cooperate. Except for units such as elemental puppets, no one is willing to join them. This is a force that is hated by almost everyone.
But their top management is not strong enough. Although these golden giant elephants are powerful, their number is too small.
There are only a thousand. Even Fang Jie doesn't care about this kind of strength. He can still occupy such a large island. Sure enough, the power of rules occupies an important position.
If it were a country like the Crescent Kingdom, Fang Jie would not dare to attack it even if his golden troops were increased tenfold.
"The owner of Quesha Island is the most powerful on this island. It seems that he is at the peak of gold, far from reaching the level of legend."
"So are you sure?" Fang Jie asked.
Fang Hao nodded: "Even if you can't win, you won't lose. If you can kill him in front of the battle, it will have a great effect on frightening other undead, and it can also frighten some other people."
A strong leader means that many methods cannot be used, and it also means that the opponent has many methods that can be used.
When the leader of a big island is powerful, other islands will have to carefully consider what they do. This is why Fang Hao wants to challenge each other.
"In that case, let's go, but we must first clean up those things around us."
Fang Hao nodded. After following Fang Jie for so long, he learned a lot about caution.