He looked at He Xingzhen awkwardly. In fact, in general, he looked pretty good.
I like people who are plump and mature, with a voluptuous feel.
You will think this person is good.
But Feng Lin pays more attention to his heart.
Even if she looked as beautiful as Xu Ruoying and Liu Nian, Feng Lin wouldn't even look at her.
Playing with men in all kinds of ways, and even killing them when they're done is just rubbish.
"Sir, this is my first time here. I wonder what my master means by serving?"
Feng Lin secretly raised his head, glanced at He Xingzhen, and then quickly lowered his head.
"To put it bluntly, it just makes me happy."
He Xingzhen smiled and walked up, "Follow me."
"Sir, I have a wife. I can't do anything to disgrace my wife."
Feng Lin did not move, his expression was righteous.
"Then you go die."
He Xingzhen's eyes suddenly turned cold and piercing.
brush!
She raised her hand, and three flame spikes struck Feng Lin at extremely fast speeds.
Feng Lin quickly dodged, and the ice spike passed through Feng Lin's position just now.
He took a breath of cold air. Fortunately, he was fast, otherwise he would have been hit.
This He Xingzhen showed no mercy, she really wanted to kill herself just now.
"That's right. It stands to reason that people at the fifth level of Dacheng cannot avoid that move."
He Xingzhen raised her eyebrows in surprise, "As expected of the successor chosen by Xie Yan, but if you don't come over, you will still die."
Feng Lin thought for a moment and then nodded, "As long as you don't kill me, I agree."
"This is a good boy."
He Xingzhen walked up again.
Feng Lin decided to take another look. When it was really necessary, it would not be too late to leave.
Follow and come behind the black curtain.
He Xingzhen waved her hand and the curtain closed again.
She sat on the edge of the stone bed, crossed her legs, raised her feet, looked at Feng Lin, "Kneel down and lick the dust off the soles of my feet."
Feng Lin immediately froze on the spot, this woman has a bit of a strong taste.
He finally understood the torture Xie Yan was talking about.
"Can't you understand me?"
He Xingzhen's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with murderous intent.
Feng Lin cursed in his heart, even if his wife washed her feet until they were white, he would still think about it.
Who is this old woman? Does she deserve it?
Who knows if I have athlete's foot.
"Sir, if you can, can you tell me what you want me to do next? Let me be mentally prepared."
Feng Lin slightly arched his hands and asked with a respectful expression.
He Xingzhen showed a plain smile, raised her feet and said, "It depends on your skills first, how about it?"
"What if my skills are not bad?"
Feng Lin was already planning to escape. It seemed that this old woman was serious.
He had no intention of wasting his time on this old woman.
"If it's not bad, I'll reward you with some holy water."
He Xingzhen stretched, with a hint of laziness and playfulness on her face, "You can drink directly from the cup without any utensils."
"Holy water?"
Feng Lin originally planned to ask what it was.
But when he found where her hand was, Feng Lin almost vomited.
This kind of thing should be left to those who like it.
"I'll give you three seconds to think about it."
He Xingzhen looked at Feng Lin's face and smiled solemnly.
"Sir! I can make you feel better!"
Feng Lin didn't want to waste this opportunity and was ready to give it a try.
I have no choice but to run away.
"You want to sleep with me?" He Xingzhen's face gradually turned cold.
"No, I have learned some bone-setting techniques that can help adults relax."
Feng Lin took a step forward and said, "Sir, please let me try it first. If it doesn't work, kill me. I love my wife very much and will not do anything to disgrace them."
"So confident? Then come on."
He Xingzhen had never heard of bone setting and didn't understand what Feng Lin was going to do.
But a fifth-level Dacheng is like an ant in her eyes and cannot cause any harm to her.
"good!"
Feng Lin walked forward. If he could stay in this way, it would be the best choice.
This is also a reason to go to the back mountain to explore the situation.
He motioned He Xingzhen to lie down on the stone bed, grabbed her arm with one hand, and held down her shoulder with the other.
Click!
Feng Lin raised his arm and heard a clear voice.
"hiss!"
He Xingzhen suddenly took a breath and shook her arm slightly, "Not bad, continue!"
"yes!"
Feng Lin began to relax He Xingzhen by stimulating acupoints and bone-setting methods.
Her voice also changed from inhaling to a low moan.
It took Feng Lin more than ten minutes to stop.
He took a few steps back, looked at He Xingzhen who was paralyzed on the stone bed, and asked with a smile: "Sir, how do you feel?"
"Okay! I have never felt this kind of feeling, right? Feng Lin, you are very good."
He Xingzhen was so surprised that her whole body felt numb.
It's so comfortable that I don't want to move, I just want to lie down like this.
She half-squinted her eyes and tilted her head to look at Feng Lin, "Stay with me."
"Sir, but I still have a wife..."
"As long as you stay, I won't kill them."
He Xingzhen lay here and said calmly.
Feng Lin stared at He Xingzhen. This woman was indeed the same as the rumors.
Then if you kill her, you won't have any worries.
"Feng Lin, come."
He Xingzhen smiled and waved to Feng Lin.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Feng Lin walked over cautiously.
He Xingzhen grabbed Feng Lin's arm and suddenly released her energy.
Feng Lin's expression changed, and he was about to use his divine counterattack to dodge, but found that the other party was not trying to kill him.
A strange breath flowed along Feng Lin's arm, to his neck, and finally entered his brain.
He thought of the spiritual poison on Xie Yan, and this woman was trying to control him.
Feng Lin decided to endure it. This should be the only chance to get close to her.
Anyway, the forest closure can be lifted.
The spiritual poison appeared in Feng Lin's head, and Feng Lin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He felt like he had lost his balance and the world in front of him seemed to be spinning, giving him a splitting headache.
thump!
Feng Lin fell to the ground. Even when he lay down, he still felt like the world was spinning. He couldn't control his eyes and instinctively turned in circles.
When He Xingzhen saw this, she let go of Feng Lin with a smile.
Feng Lin was still lying here panting, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
He gasped for breath and kept breathing for five minutes before he returned to normal.
"Sir! What have you done to me?"
Feng Lin supported himself with both hands and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
"You are really strong. The first time you hit me like this without screaming, you were the first one."
He Xingzhen smiled and praised that if this kind of person is well cultivated, he can replace the dead Shesen.
Feng Lin wiped the cold sweat from his face. The stinging sensation of a splitting headache was similar to the sixth one of the Seven Deadly Needles.
Feng Lin has long been used to it.
So far, the most unforgettable pain he has experienced was in the ancestral hall of Fengjia Village.
Face to face with Wang Yangming who doesn’t know what’s true or false.
"Do you feel like there's a breath in your head?"
He Xingzhen showed a faint smile.
Feng Lin touched the back of his head. The overall feeling was similar to that of Xie Yan, "That's right."
"That's my spiritual poison. If I don't control it in three months, it will explode in your head. You have just endured the specific taste."
He Xingzhen explained, "You will lose your sense of balance and lose control of the muscles in your body, which is almost like death."