Raast roared excitedly, then broke away from Mu Feng's left hand, turned around in the air, and immediately stabbed into Mu Feng's body.

The power of the dark red darkborn suddenly exploded.

Smoke that seemed to be mist but not mist floated around, as if attracted by some kind of existence, it appeared out of thin air in the surroundings, gathered around Mu Feng one after another, and then merged into his body.

Looking at this scene, Bo Hong stood there blankly, her lips parted slightly, thousands of words were choked in her throat, and she couldn't make any sound.

Seeing Bo Hong's appearance, the singers under the city wall also realized something, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Huh ha ha ha..."

"I am - Rhaast!!"

Raast raised his head to the sky and screamed, swearing his king's arrival in a haughty gesture.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the roar of the dragon.

"Shut up! Noisy ants!"

sound off.

Raast's body suddenly shattered into a thin cloud of smoke, which bypassed the dragon's bloody mouth and gathered above his head, forming an illusory dark red sickle.

The next moment, the giant dragon bit the city wall, but failed to touch Raast.

The giant dragon spat out the gravel residue in its mouth and shook its head suspiciously.

The dark red sickle on top of its head gradually solidified, and then fell down suddenly.

At this moment, the giant dragon seemed to realize something, and turned its head subconsciously, avoiding the fatal part.

The dark red sickle brushed over the dragon's shoulder, bringing out a large amount of fiery blood.

Then, Rhaast came out of the dragon's abdomen, leaving a deep bone wound.

The giant dragon howled in pain and swung its arms, as if it was about to flap its wings and escape.

With all his strength, Raast stomped on the ground with his feet, making himself like a bullet out of the chamber, and rushed to the top of the dragon in an instant.

"Mu Feng, look carefully—this is how Sett's ability can be used!!"

Raast clenched his right fist tightly, and the power of the Darkborn wrapped his right fist and right wrist, forming an illusory dragon head.

The next moment, Raast swung his right fist violently, and the phantom dragon head on his wrist roared simultaneously.

Deliberately punch!

An incomparably overbearing power spewed out from the mouth of the dragon's head, like the legendary dragon's breath, and also like the overbearing fist, blasted towards the head of the dragon like a thousand weights.

In front of this terrifying bombardment, a part of the dragon's head was dented in an instant, and before the arms could even be waved, they hung down feebly.

boom!

The dragon's body fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack.

It was only at this moment that the milky white energy aroused when he punched was realized belatedly, and he bent a large piece of barley as if he became angry from embarrassment.

Raast lightly landed on the dragon's body, looking down at the dying dragon indifferently.

"Oh...weak ants."

Raast held a black and red sickle in his left hand, and pressed the dragon's head with his right hand.

Immediately.

Raast turned the sickle and easily pierced the dragon's head with the sickle blade, ending the dragon's life.

In this battle, Raast only used two skills, and they were skills of different heroes, and then easily killed the dragon.

"The long-lost killing...is really a wonderful taste."

Every time he controls Mu Feng's body and experiences the wonderful feeling of having a body, Raast can't help but swell.

In the next second, Raast tilted his head casually, avoiding the keel saber that was coming from him.

"I know you. Uh...you seem to be called—Bo Hong?"

Raast rested his chin in a contemplative state, "You have the smell of Aatrox on you, although it's very faint, I can still smell it."

It's not yet the end of the transformation, and Raast doesn't want to go back into the scythe so early.

Bo Hong glared angrily, gritted her teeth and screamed, "Give him back to me!!"

"Him? Mu Feng?"

Raast tilted his head, seeming a little puzzled.

Bo Hong didn't answer, as if something was about to conceive in her right eye.

Seeing this, Raast suddenly had a bad taste.

"Mu Feng is dead...he is already dead! Now there is only Raast!"

With a hoarse voice, Raast looked at Bo Hong with a half-smile.

"..."

Mu Feng, who had been observing the outside world, was silent, thinking about reducing the entertainment time of Raast in his heart.

Chapter 71 Multiplayer?

Bo Hong stared blankly at Raast, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Why did she lose Mu Feng again when she already possessed the power of the World-Destroying Flower?

Bo Hong couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out anyway.

why......

Why is it always so difficult for her to pursue her own happiness?

Every time, a beautiful and happy life has just begun, and then it will be broken for various reasons.

It was true eight years ago, and it is true now.

The same is true when wandering.

why?

why?

why?

......

Bo Hong's heart was full of doubts.

Tears slipped down his cheeks, joined his jaw, and fell to the ground.

Tick ​​tock!

Tears dripped on the ground, broken into patterns of memory.

The other five sisters did not speak, either mournfully silent, or sobbing softly.

Seeing the divas like this, Raast couldn't help but fell silent.

Then, he seemed to want to explain, but found that he didn't know how to explain, and suddenly sighed irritably: "Forget it, forget it, I won't tease you—let Mu Feng tell you."

After the words fell, Raast returned the control of his body to Mu Feng, and he returned to the black and red sickle autistically.

"Women are really troublesome creatures."

Raast's leisurely sigh rang in Mu Feng's ears.

In the next second, Bo Hong's delicate body rushed into Mu Feng's arms with a scent of fragrance.

"Mu Feng, Mu Feng...you're fine, you're fine—it's really great!"

Bo Hong hugged Mu Feng tightly, put her cheek on Mu Feng's chest, and cried loudly.

The other five singers didn't lose their composure like Bo Hong, but they were also weeping with joy, tightly holding the corners of Mu Feng's clothes.

Mu Feng was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled, and also hugged Bo Hong tightly.

"Don't worry. Now I can use this weapon at will, so I won't die like I did eight years ago."

Mu Feng leaned against Bo Hong's ear, deliberately raised the volume so that the other five singers could hear clearly.

Bo Hong didn't let go of Mu Feng, but her crying has been reduced a lot.

"Don't cry, let's go back."

Mu Feng leaned against the red ear, and said in as gentle a tone as possible, "I am looking forward to the "reward" you just said. "

Hearing this, Bo Hong's crying stopped suddenly, her face was already filled with a blush, and her body temperature couldn't help but rise a bit.

But her eyes were very cold.

This time is an exception.

Both the first time and the last time.

——You can’t break your promise to Mu Feng.

"Well. Tonight...we'll make you very comfortable."

Bo Hong made a soft nasal sound, and then the words in a mosquito voice floated from her lips, and entered the ears of Mu Feng and the five singers.

Hearing this, the singers were both happy and ashamed.

The joy is that Bo Hong finally agrees to let them sleep together in the big quilt, and the shame is also the big quilt to sleep together at night.

Compared with the singers, Mu Feng's expression was stunned, but there was neither sadness nor joy in his heart, and he could even feel the dull pain in his kidneys.

Multiple, multiplayer sports?

No!

The kidneys are singing and crying!

No one knew about the crying in Mu Feng's heart, only a certain autistic scythe heard it.

But Raast kept silent, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

......

Surrounded by the singers, Mu Feng walked towards the residence of the singers.

Compared to the beginning, this time the singers stayed by Mu Feng's side every step of the way, either holding Mu Feng's arm or pinching Mu Feng's clothes, completely ignoring the gazes around them.

Whenever seeing this scene, the women without exception showed a gossip look, while the men were greatly shocked, and faintly heartbroken voices sounded.

"Master Three... woohoo, my Lord Three."

"Master Two..."

"Master Five..."

......

Heartbreaking voices came and went.

The singers ignored these gossips, surrounded Mu Feng calmly, and carried Mu Feng to the residence.

During this period, if someone tried to get close to them, the singers would cast their cold eyes on each other.

This situation makes Mu Feng feel more and more like a "beautiful woman who is a disaster", fascinated by the six sacred and inviolable singers, and ruins the state affairs.

He had a premonition that there would soon be a lot of love stories about him and divas in the capital.

Mu Feng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to remind the singers, but when the words of reminder reached his mouth, they suddenly choked up and couldn't make any sound.

perhaps......

Is this also what the singers expected?

If it is a love story about him and the divas, even if it is a story that people imagined, the divas will love it very much.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the residence.

Five finally walked into the residence, locked the door of the residence, and declined anyone's visits.

Then, she walked quickly up to the second floor with brisk small steps.

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