Zongwu: I, the lord of Xiangyang City, Guo Jing entrusts his wife and daughter to

Chu Feng does not adhere to customary etiquette and does whatever he wants.

Xiao Chuchu smiled and said: "Then I will call you Brother Feng!"

His expression was very joyful.

Chu Feng said: "I have a strong enemy blocking me. The enemy is not easy to mess with. It is a bit dangerous to follow me. Wherever you want to go, I will take you there."

Xiao Chuchu didn't answer, but looked at the man, eager to share his worries.

Chu Feng glanced at Mrs. Zhu and saw the concern on her face. He smiled and added: "Don't worry, no matter how strong the enemy is, they are nothing more than minor annoyances to me."

Xiao Chuchu couldn't help laughing and looked at him.

She thought to herself that she didn't know when this person would be a serious person, but at this moment, he was joking with her.

When I thought about it again, I felt worried again.

Xiao Chuchu felt sad when she thought of breaking up.

She was considerate, and this was inevitable. She didn't want to increase Chu Feng's psychological burden. She nodded slowly, but her eyes were already red.

This man whom he had just met suddenly became the person closest to him.

It's not that Chu Feng didn't know her thoughts, but the enemy ahead was unknown.

If such a charming beauty were taken on the road, it might cost her life.

Xiao Chuchu felt sad about separation in her heart, but she didn't know that Chu Feng was thinking about these thoughts.

He raised his head and said: "Brother Feng, my classmates and friends who came to help me in boxing are all in the temple. Can we meet them first?"

Chu Feng nodded, hugged her waist, and walked towards the ancient temple under the moonlight.

Xiao Chuchu thought to herself that this person was indeed straightforward and did not care about his clothes getting wet. He was really a prodigal son.

But she had no objection at all to being intimate with him.

The wind whistled in my ears, the woods retreated rapidly, my nostrils smelled the strong male scent, and I couldn't help but be intoxicated by the romantic moonlight.

I just hope that this journey will never end and continue forever.

Spring dreams are short, Chu Feng stopped.

Xiao Chuchu looked up and saw that she was outside the Lingshan Ancient Temple.

After all, she couldn't help it, and suddenly a pair of delicate hands wrapped around Chu Feng's neck.

Xiao Chuchu called in a low voice; "Feng Lang, this is the last chance, please take possession of me."

This sentence is really highly stimulating and alluring, especially coming from the mouth of such a mature beauty.

Chu Feng lowered his head and saw this beautiful woman under the moonlight, her beauty was delicious and bright.

Xiao Chuchu has fallen into endless confusion, her hands tightly wrapped around Chu Feng, and her heart is filled with unknown thoughts.

Chu Feng suddenly understood.

He constantly uses extraordinary mental power, and this mental power actually affects others.

Unknowingly, it had a wonderful influence on Xiao Chuchu, making her develop an unusual sense of dependence on herself.

Xiao Chuchu raised her head from Chu Feng's arms.

I saw this enemy's face was full of glory, his eyes were shining with the light of wisdom, and he was immersed in the ocean of deep thought.

Suddenly he frowned, his eyes radiated a confusing light, and Mrs. Zhu was shocked.

Chu Feng slowly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Mrs. Zhu groaned and was instantly lost in the mysterious world.

Chu Feng hugged her tightly into his arms.

(Zhao's) This youthful and plump body was trembling in his arms, and the clothes on his chest were wet.

After a long time, the rain stopped and the east became a little brighter.

Xiao Chuchu helped Chu Feng put on his clothes.

Seeing Chu Feng's handsome figure gradually being covered by clothes, he couldn't help but look at Chu Feng with nostalgia.

I secretly thought about his naked and majestic image, his informal and free spirit, and when I dreamed about it at midnight in the future, the smell of lovesickness would make me feel worse than death.

Dreaming about the end of the world with a corner pillow, covering my head with a deep bottle, recalling the tenderness in the place where fragrance is added.

Chu Feng saw the woman's attachment, kissed her forehead gently, and said with a smile: "Take your companions to Yanjing. You are my woman, so naturally you should have the corresponding status."

Xiao Chuchu looked at Chu Feng in surprise.

Chu Feng smiled slightly and said lightly: "Have you never heard of Xiangyang Chu Feng's name?"

Xiao Chuchu was shocked. When she heard Chu Feng's name just now, she just thought it was familiar.

I never thought that this young man with handsome appearance and extraordinary martial arts skills would be a famous figure in the Song and Ming Dynasties.

Thinking of the good night she had just spent with such a person, Xiao Chuchu felt as if she was in a dream.

Chapter 219: Change the sky and strike the earth, reincarnation for hundreds of generations

Xiao Chuchu left, with joy and longing.

Chu Feng watched her walk into the temple and turned around.

After a day and night, he made further progress in using his mental power.

The land in front of them was a wilderness, with no trace of people for miles.

Chu Feng walked to the ground.

The soil here is soft and slightly sunken.

Chu Feng paused.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan from the ground.

[Ding, to kill the Hittite demon, please choose the opponent’s martial arts. 】

Driven by internal force, the wet soil rolled to both sides, revealing a person.

His face is like gold paper, his eyes are closed tightly, and his nostrils and ears are tightly pressed together. He is the Hittite demon.

In order to avoid Chu Feng, the He demon buried himself in the earth and performed the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu.

If it were anyone else, it would be absolutely difficult to detect his traces.

It's a pity that he happened to encounter Chu Feng, who had greatly increased his spiritual power, and died in the middle of the turtle's breath.

Bashiba stood on a prominent cliff, looking at the Qianligang Mountains illuminated by the early sun.

As far as the eye can see to the left, there are undulating mountains and rapids running through them.

Lingshan Ancient Temple is beside the rapids.

Viewed from this height, it just looks like a small brocade box.

To the right is the plain land, the mountains have ended here, and there are densely populated towns sixty miles away.

Basiba stood here for an hour.

He felt Chu Feng coming towards him.

It was finally time for the two to show off.

He has a peerless appearance, towering above all living beings. He dominates the Yuan Kingdom and rarely encounters opponents.

Except for a limited number of one or two people, Yu Zi was nowhere in sight.

In addition, he has been cultivating the hidden spiritual Dharma for many years, and his achievements have far exceeded the dreams of ordinary people.

Unfortunately, it is still not possible to determine the situation of life and death.

700So even if it is far superior to ordinary people, it is only a difference of fifty steps and a hundred steps.

Just like in a world of blind people, although he is just a one-eyed dragon, he can already dominate the world.

He had a very strange premonition about Chu Feng.

It seems that Chu Feng can help him reach a higher level.

The reason why Basiba summoned the four major disciples was not because he hoped that they could really kill Chu Feng.

Rather, he hoped that through them, he would have more time to think about Chu Feng's reaction and conceive of his next move.

For Basiba: There is no success or failure in this world, there is only experience.

Just like wisdom and stupidity, life and death, they are all just experienced differently.

His ultimate goal is to achieve the ultimate enlightenment of the Tibetan Falun through Chu Feng's experience.

At this time, Chu Feng appeared on the mountain road twenty feet away, approaching step by step.

Bashiba takes a bird's eye view of the mountain panorama affectionately.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the heaven and earth are long.

Turning around, Chu Feng was already within ten feet.

Bashiba's spiritual method was fully deployed and charged towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's eyes flashed.

He did not activate the Immortality Art to block the opponent's impact, but used the Great Shift of the Universe.

After yesterday's practice, especially in the rainy night, I used my mental power to move the lightning in the sky away.

Chu Feng finally combined the great movement of the universe with his spiritual power.

As soon as this move came out, all the mental attacks from Basi's eight places were redirected towards himself.

Of course, Bashiba's ability to use the earth is to change the sky and strike the earth.

Chu Feng can also do this kind of spiritual miraculous skill.

Not only did he transfer Bashi's eight attacks back, he also added his own attacks.

His spiritual attack is different from that of his opponent.

Because Chu Feng is from another world, his thoughts are far beyond the imagination of people in this world.

In the eyes of Bashi Badi, the world suddenly changed.

Everything around me has changed.

He was not on a hill, but in a market full of people.

Basiba found himself transformed back into an eleven or twelve year old boy.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking pain filled his chest, causing him to shout loudly: "Young brother!"

Others yelled and cursed, and the little beggar went crazy again.

A memory appeared in Basiba's mind.

Since the death of his parents, he and his younger brother have been dependent on each other. The weak younger brother is so in need of his own care.

But the younger brother suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.

Basiba is searching every day. In this vast world, finding his youngest brother has become his only purpose.

The environment in front of us changed instantly, turning into an endless desert.

He rode a strong horse and galloped quickly.

He remembered that he was a warrior from the Gobi tribe.

When I went out three days ago, the entire family camp was robbed by horse thieves who dominated the Gobi.

All the women were killed, including his young wife.

His tears turned into blood, and his sleep turned into nightmares.

Now I am walking across the desert, vowing to kill all the horse thieves.

There was a patch of green in the distance ahead. He patted the strong horse and galloped over.

The green gradually expanded and turned into a large lake surrounded by plants. There were camps within a radius of ten miles.