Although the whole night was spent in high-intensity exercise, Le Pingfan still didn't feel tired after the eruption. After a night of crazy venting, the body was in better condition and felt physically and mentally comfortable. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏
⊙) The three girls of Duan Mengqi did not have as good a spirit as Le Ping Ping. The whole night of fighting completely consumed all the three girls’ physical strength. After Le Ping Ping finally erupted, the three girls all fell down and fell asleep.
Le Pingfan looked at the three women's naked bodies, and just smiled, then lifted the quilt and covered them... This whole night, the three women really tried their best to please him, even if it was just a moment.
Li Xiaoqian, who was the shyest at first, became extremely proactive in the second half of the night... It was really difficult for them...
Standing in front of the window and stretching, Le Pingfan's thoughts were a little erratic. The Fighting God Supreme should have set off last night. Although he didn't know how fast the S-class powerhouse could reach, he thought it was almost there now.
We've arrived in the North African desert...
The speed of an S-class strongman when going all out will never be worse than that of an airplane. This can be seen from Kelendroth's pursuit of Le Pingfan in England, and Kelendroth is still one of the weakest among S-class strongmen.
Kind of... Of the six S-level powerhouses, the strongest one is naturally the Fighting God Supreme, and the second most powerful one seems to be the Death Master of the Invisible Empire. The remaining four S-level powerhouses should not have much difference in strength, and are on par with each other.
But even the weakest S-level powerhouse is not something Le Pingfan can fight against now, so the key is to improve his strength...Only when you reach S-level can you truly have the power to influence the world situation...[
"Still... not strong enough..." Le Pingfan sighed quietly, looked back at the three girls who were already asleep, and smiled again. Yang Beibei watched the whole night, only occasionally.
He was teasing Le Pingfan and did not get too involved in the war between the four of them. Although he watched it for an entire night, there was no limit on the so-called physical strength of the ghost, so he still seemed very interested...
"Why are you suddenly feeling this? You are the Ghost King, aren't you strong enough?" Yang Beibei sat on the balcony in front of Le Pingfan, and spread her two slender white legs directly around Le Pingfan's waist.
"Haha, it's just in name. Just like those who held the jade seal in history, they have the so-called righteousness, but in the end whether they can sit on the supreme throne depends on whether they have the power in their hands. I am now
It's not strong enough, at least compared to my enemies." Le Pingfan rubbed Yang Beibei's head: "Strong and weak are always relative. When you grow to a certain level, facing the original
You are naturally strong when you are at a certain level, but you are weak when it comes to the level you have grown to. You must always look at problems from a developmental perspective."
Yang Beibei suddenly pouted: "Why did you suddenly become like our junior high school politics teacher, and look at things with a developmental perspective? Tell me, how are you going to compensate me? I saw you guys having so much fun last night, I
No one dared to get involved because they were afraid that Duan Mengqi would find something wrong."
"Haha, you can always stay with me, even in the most dangerous times. Isn't this compensation for you?" Le Pingfan rubbed Yang Beibei's head again, and suddenly his movements stopped, and his expression changed.
It froze slightly, but returned to normal in the blink of an eye.