Chu Wuyou's words were very serious, and he really didn't want to hurt Feng Cang again by saying them like this.
However, Feng Cang pretended too much, forcing him to say such things.
At this moment, Feng Cang looked at Chu Wuyou in shock. She suddenly grinned and sneered, holding Chu Wuyou's hand. Her face turned red and she was already drunk.
"Wuyou, I seem a little drunk. Look, you have turned into two shadows. I'm so cold. Can you give me a hug?"
After she finished speaking, her gentle body leaned towards Chu Wuyou. If this beauty trap had been anyone else, she would have been so excited that her heart was racing.
But for Chu Wuyou, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, this was really a ridiculous scene.
He leaned back and escaped Feng Cang's attack, but Feng Cang didn't give up. She smiled, hugged Chu Wuyou tightly from behind, and stretched out her hand to gently rub his chest.
Got up.
"Wuyou, how could you do that to me? Don't push me away, okay? Don't be too ruthless to me. I am a saint and you are a prince. We are a match made in heaven. Is it sister Changle who said to you that I
You said something bad about her? She shouldn’t be that kind of person. Can you please stop being so cold?”
Chu Wuyou stretched out his hand and clasped Feng Cang's wrist coldly. With a slight exertion, he dragged Feng Cang, a three-star warrior, a few steps away.
However, Feng Cang was already the top expert on this continent. She quickly stood up and looked at Chu Wuyou's back with a cold look of resentment in her eyes.
But in the blink of an eye, her coldness disappeared, replaced by slightly narrowed eyes and an intoxicating face. She lifted up her shirt as if she was sleeping.
As a noble saint who is admired by everyone, she actually started to take off her outer clothes. If people knew about this, others would look down on her. This really lowered her character.
"Wuyou, I'm so hot!" Feng Cang imitated the moans of those women with fireworks, and gently took off his outer clothes, revealing his round shoulders, and hugged Chu Wuyou tightly with his backhand.
A trace of disgust flashed in Chu Wuyou's eyes, and his noble brows glanced at Feng Cang with an extremely cold look. If it had been anyone else, he would have thrown her out long ago.
If it wasn't for the sake of Dark Fantasy Palace and what he wanted to find out, he wouldn't be so tolerant of Feng Cang.
The reason why he kept Feng Cang and got close to her was to find out why she looked similar to Chang Le. If it weren't for Chang Le, he would have knocked Feng Cang away with one palm.
At this time, Feng Cang was taking off his own clothes, and at the same time he was drunkenly trying to untie Chu Wuyou's belt. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a short time, he was stripped down to only a bellyband.
Chu Wuyou, on the other hand, had already coldly pulled her hand away, his cold eyes glowing with an extremely cold light, looking cruel and evil, "Come here, your saintess is drunk!"
He coldly ordered the people outside to tie his jade belt, not even bothering to take a look at Feng Cang's alluring appearance.
It may be tempting to others, but to him, it is just a piece of white meat, not even half as beautiful as his Changle.
At this time, Lianyu and Lianxian quickly ran in. When they saw the exposed skirt of their saint's clothes, they immediately became anxious.
Even if the Dark Illusion Palace does not bind women like the secular world, how could she expose herself like this as the representative of the Dark Illusion Palace?
If this spreads out, will she still lose her reputation as a saint?
"Holy girl, wake up and stop making trouble! Don't worry, if His Highness touches you, he will be responsible for you. I just ask you not to make trouble."