Quick Pass: The Wild Man Conquest Manual

He actually came?

Lin Miao was stunned for a moment without expecting Ye Youming would come.

At this moment, she was still holding her silver wind, seeing Ye Youming, evilly hooked her mouth, and slowly smiled.

"Old friend, meet again."

Listening to his familiar tone, Lin Miao dared to be 100% sure that these two idiots knew each other.

And it's the kind that has grudges.

Otherwise, the murderous aura on Ye Youming's body could not have become strong at this moment, and it would all turn into a knife.

Ye Youming glanced at Yin Feng with disgust, and his eyes fell on Lin Miao.

"It's really useless."

With a rather disgusting tone, Lin Miao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Come on, big brother, she is just a scum of a five-star spiritualist. How can you want her to deal with a transformable beast?

Lin Miao curled his mouth and looked at Ye Youming with a grieved expression. He thought to himself, Lord Ghost Animal, will your conscience really hurt when you say this to me?

At the sight of her aggrieved gaze, Ye Youming's peach blossom eyes seemed to flicker.

"Let her go, this king will save you."

"Let her go?"

Yinfeng smiled, "Ye Youming, you almost killed me fifteen years ago. That was because the master had just transformed into a shape, and his body was weak and unable to compete with you, but now the strength of the master is full. "As he said, he glanced at the little sweetheart in his arms again, "And such a delicious little sweetheart, my grandfather likes it so much, but I don't plan to let it go to you."

Looking at the hand that Yinfeng fell on Lin Miao's face, Ye Youming's expression became cold, and the murderous aura that had condensed into ice instantly turned into a handle of ice skates and came directly towards Yinfeng's face.

Each ice blade corresponds to the dead spot on Yin Feng's body, but it avoids Lin Miao as if he is conscious. Even at this moment, Yin Feng still holds Lin Miao, and the ice blade condensed with murderous aura is designed to hurt Lin Miao. Cents.

"Uncle, this abnormality, I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and the cultivation base has actually been abnormal to this degree."

Yinfeng gritted his teeth and kept avoiding the ice skates flying towards him. The ice skates were tightly condensed from a murderous aura, but it made him have no resistance and could only dodge non-stop.

But the number of ice skates was maddening, and he was holding a little sweetheart, and it was very difficult to dodge. There was no way. In order to survive, Yin Feng gritted his teeth and showed a weird smile to Lin Miao.

"Little sweetheart, we have no fate on this plane, it doesn't matter, let's meet in the next plane."

After finishing speaking, before Lin Miao reacted, Yin Feng bowed his head and bit on Lin Miao's aorta.

Lin Miao: "..." I, Cao, there is a more terrifying ghost here.

Yinfeng’s fangs paused for a breather on Lin Miao’s aorta, and raised his head again. The original white face turned whiter now, "Ye Youming, before I leave, I’ll give you a big gift. Don’t look at you now that you are better than me, but you must have died before me."

Yin Feng's words fell, and Lin Miao felt her big hand loose at her waist. In an instant, she fell into the hot spring pool because of lack of physical strength.

"Damn"

Ye Youming whispered a curse, and he didn't care to chase the silver wind that had escaped. In the next second, people had entered the hot spring pool and fished out the little wild cat that was about to drown.

"Ahem..."

The moment he was taken out of the water, Lin Miao almost coughed up his internal organs.

Putting his hands on Ye Youming tightly, he finally stopped his coughing, and Lin Miao suddenly felt his whole body start to feel hot.