The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Feng Ya practiced cross-legged for a while, then opened her eyes, and said sadly: "It's still useless, the cells can't absorb any drug power, it seems that I'm really a dead person, no matter how precious the heaven and earth elixir, there is no way to let it go." The dead are raised."

Everyone's face turned pale, and their eyes were full of pity. It was really not a pleasant thing to watch such a peerless beauty go to death.

"I don't believe it, I must save you."

Zhang Dong let out a roar, a silver needle appeared in his hand, and he inserted it into Fengya's Tanzhong acupoint with shaking hands. Perhaps because he was too excited and angry, he used too much force, and his right hand actually touched her acupoint. A pair of trembling peaks, soft and elastic, feels extremely good, but he has no time to enjoy it, he uses the fastest speed to change the nature of zhenqi, and then transports it into Feng Ya's body through the silver needle, and detects it carefully.

Feng Ya's pretty face blushed, and she looked at Zhang Dong with coquettish eyes. She is a big girl with yellow flowers. Although she said that her life span has expired and she will soon enter the grave, she still has breath and is not dead yet. Now that Shuangfeng was being pressed hard by this guy, it actually made her feel a strange feeling in her heart.

After only a few breaths, Zhang Dong took back the silver needle with a bang, and a look of sadness appeared on his face, because he found that his vital energy could not be absorbed by Feng Ya at all. Her body was filled with a breath of death, like a cold desert, like the darkness of an abyss, without any trace of life.

She is really exhausted, much more exhausted than Jiangshan.

Reluctantly, he pulled out one of Fengya's hair, crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and used the secret method of immortality to let his spirit and consciousness enter into it. Then he discovered to his shock that although there were many Fengyas in the microcosm, they were all dying. It's not Ma Xianglan's kind, but there is no vitality in the body, the cells have no vitality, as long as it takes a while, they will die together with Feng Ya's body.

And this is the real death, a clean death, a death with nothing.

No one can bring her back to life!

Tears flowed out of Zhang Dong's eyes, silently.

The rest of the people had already shed tears, and Feng Wu even cried miserably.

"You all go back. After such a toss, I clearly feel that I can live for 30 days, so let me be quiet for a while. After 30 days, bury me on the Rhododendron slope on Phoenix Mountain. The sun is shining brightly there, but I am afraid of the dark and cold." Feng Ya said in a sad tone.

Everyone stood up and walked out heavily.

When she reached the cave gate, Feng Ya shouted again: "Ban Dong, can you stay and talk to me?"

Zhang Dong turned around and walked back, while the rest, including Feng Wu, walked out.

The cave door slammed shut.

Feng Ya has regained her composure, looked at Zhang Dong and said softly, "Don't look downcast, please show your smiling face..."

Zhang Dong tried his best to smile, but the smile looked uglier than crying.

Feng Ya stopped demanding Zhang Dong, invited Zhang Dong to her boudoir, and sat him down on an elegant sofa.

But she said coquettishly: "Bitter, sit down for a while, I'll go take a bath and change clothes..."

Zhang Dong was a little baffled, taking a bath in broad daylight?change clothes?

But he still nodded.

So Fengya Niaona went into the bathroom.

Zhang Dong sat on the sofa sullenly, and asked in his heart: "Monitor, do you think there is still a way to save her?"

The monitor said indifferently: "Since history, there have been many such eighth-level monks on the earth. Their hair turned white and then they died. Anyway, no one survived, and no one broke through the bottleneck. The lifespan of a hundred years, so I have nothing to do."

Zhang Dong nodded sadly, expressing his understanding. The monitor is just a recording instrument, monitoring everything on the earth, not a doctor. If there is no precedent on the earth, the monitor will be helpless.

"Oh, it's a pity that such a peerless beauty..."

Zhang Dong sighed in his heart, and since there was really no other way to think about it, he let go, stopped thinking about it, and began to slowly look at Feng Ya's boudoir. This boudoir is very spacious and elegantly furnished. It is also unique, it is oval in shape, surrounded by pink curtains, and there is a faint fragrance in the air, which is refreshing.

"Wow wow wow..."

The sound of bathing came from the bathroom.

Zhang Dong couldn't help casting his gaze over there, and then, as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, he couldn't move.

The bathroom wall is actually translucent, and the wonderful scenery inside can be seen from the outside. Feng Ya's clothes have been taken off, and she is standing in the bathroom, her beautiful eyes are closed, and the warm water that emits a light mist is sprayed from the nozzle On her tender body.

The water flowed down from her exquisite face and white goose neck, and rushed to the two towering and alluring white peaks, and then passed down the small waist that could be grasped, and flowed to the flat snow-like mountain. The lower belly of the earth, and then flow to the beautiful canyon, the slender white pink legs...

"Gudu..."

Zhang Dong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes became hot, his handsome face turned crimson, and he propped up the tent to the sky on the spot, wishing he could rush in immediately and crush her under him.

However, Feng Yana is the peak of the eighth-level patriarch of picking up girls. She is not an ordinary girl. He doesn't have the ability to do such a thing. If she resists with all her strength, she may make him make a big fool of herself.

"Her lifespan has expired, and she is about to go to her grave. It's really wrong for me to think about such a beautiful thing." Zhang Dong murmured in his heart, trying to carry the Tathagata Lotus Sutra, calm the fire in his heart, and temper his pain. his soul.

His mind was already extremely strong, and even Daji's all-out seductive work could not confuse him, so he gradually calmed down, although he continued to watch the beautiful woman bathing gracefully, but he no longer had that urge.

But at this moment, Feng Ya's delicate voice sounded: "Bitter, you are not allowed to peek, and you are not allowed to come in..."

Zhang Dong's bath fire rose ten thousand feet high with a bang, because these words were simply a reminder to him, let him peek as much as he likes, and if he is brave enough, he can even go in.

"She's not seducing me, is she? Yes, it must be, otherwise, why is she taking a shower so hard? Why is she reminding me so hard?" Zhang Dong guessed in shock, stood up slowly, and tiptoed to the bathroom In front of the door, carefully looked through the crack of the door.

It can be seen more clearly now, Feng Ya is standing with her back facing the door, her back is like satin, sheer white, her red hair hangs messily to her waist, her hips are high and round, her groin is deep, mysterious and attractive...

Somewhere, Zhang Dong felt uncomfortable, and couldn't hold it any longer, he tentatively pressed lightly on the door, and the door unexpectedly opened slowly with a gap half a foot wide.

It wasn't even locked!

(Fourth update, asking for monthly tickets and red tickets.)