Beast Concubine Night Crazy: The Untamable Female Slave

The woman in pink gauze was stunned, and then burst into a sharp laugh: "Yohehehehe, you are so affectionate and intentional. I think that in the underworld, you can follow the old master's love as before!"

As soon as the words fell, the Fensha woman's aura rose in vain, as if a huge wave was rushing towards the sky, blocking the aura of Feng Tianche and Leng Meiying joining hands ten meters away.

Seeing that the woman in pink was about to make a move, Leng Meiying also slowly became serious.

"Hey, little sister is really affectionate... But with your current strength, you can't resist this woman's power. You must be careful, I may not be able to take care of you!"

He said so, but Feng Tianche still moved his body, protecting Leng Meiying behind him.

"Yo hee hee hee hee, it's really affectionate, you guys, let's be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks!" The woman in pink smiled sharply again, with a movement of her pink robe and a flick of her toes, she disappeared suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Meiying felt an overwhelming force, and when she rushed towards her chest, before her breath arrived, that incomparably turbulent force had already swept over one step closer.

"Chichichi!"

There was a sound of tearing clothes and brocade, but it was the clothes of Leng Meiying and the two who couldn't bear the huge force, and they split open one after another.

"Hmph, depending on you, Sun Eclipse Palm!"

With a loud and domineering sound, Feng Tianche smashed the ring halfway up the mountain, and a majestic force surged into shape. In the palm of his hand, a roaring ghost was opening its teeth and claws. out.

The ghost's momentum was astonishing, and it rose towards it. In the blink of an eye, it had become a huge figure several meters in size, like a wall of ghosts, crashing and killing the oncoming woman in pink robe.

"Yoheehee, if Master Feng's martial art has not yet been broken, I would still be a bit afraid of this move, but now..."

"Aw!" With a loud howl, the ghost was torn into countless pieces for no reason, and the strong wind hit people, headed towards Leng Meiying.

"Swing the mountain with one blade!" Facing such a powerful enemy, Leng Meiying didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. She moved extremely fast, and her Qi surged like a lotus, and then burst out on the three-inch knife in her palm.

A three-meter-long sword light tore through the air, and collided with the fierce force.

"Boom!" There was a huge explosion, and a slender jade hand grabbed Leng Meiying's neck with a burst of laughter as sweet as toffee.

Leng Meiying has faced countless enemies from her previous life to the present, and the most tragic battle was when she faced the Fourteen Knights of the Round Table in the West and the Crusader General in Germany.

That battle was Leng Meiying's heyday battle. All fourteen Knights of the Round Table were wiped out. Four of the six Crusader generals died, and one remained. Dead vegetative.

In that battle, Leng Meiying suffered more than a dozen fatal attacks, but she survived all of them.

Only that time, she felt the taste of death.

But now, in front of a woman whose identity is completely unclear in this different world, Leng Meiying once again felt this feeling of death, even stronger than when she was facing Shenlong and Fourteen Knights of the Round Table.

The strength in her heart made Leng Meiying think of at least ten ways to dodge in an instant.

But this low-strength body made her unable to dodge at all.