Chapter 107 Falling into the Enemy

Ling Feng didn't do it. He didn't want to, but because he found that the real qi in his body could not be raised!

The connection between his spirit and true qi is like being isolated, and it doesn't work no matter how he concentrates. This is the first time since he has practiced internal skills. Even with the difference in state of mind, even if the true qi is exhausted, he has never encountered such a situation.

He remained calm. While urging the three babies in his body to come to rescue him, he procrastinated and said, "Is that right? That's the young master. I misread it. It's a chan, isn't it? Come here and beat the young master's back!" After saying that, I turned over and the bed was soft and comfortable. It was really good.

Wan Yan gently pressed the mattress with her hands, floated away from the couch, and landed beside the bed. The crystal Shengyu's skin was indescribably strange and shiny. She sighed faintly, "Young master, don't bother in vain. This free and loose preparation is not easy. It has only been enough for a hundred years to collect two, two or three dollars. Today, I have used one or two for you. Young master, you should be happy."

When Ling Feng heard "free and scattered", he secretly decided that he dared to **? Immediately deny this ridiculous idea, which must be similar to the ten-spice soft tendon powder. It is difficult to gather the true qi in the meridians, but I don't know how long the effect will last.

"This medicine is so precious, how can it be wasted on me? Alas! This head must have been kicked by the donkey!"

The truth is that his real martial arts should be under the power of the world, but because his prestige is infinitely high in the world, the world has to be cautious.

He turned around helplessly, looked at her with tender eyes, and whispered, "Wan, can I see your true face before I die?"

If it really happened today, isn't it a pity that you can't even meet this stunning beauty here?

"The true face of Lushan?" There was a delicate expression on her beautiful face that could make any man confused, and she said curiously.

Only then did Ling Feng remember that Su Dongpo's famous poem had not yet been born, and chanted:

"Looking horizontally, it looks like a peak on the side of the mountain, and the height is different from far and near.

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I'm in this mountain.

Wan was slightly stunned when she heard it, showing a thoughtful look. After a long time, she said, "This poem contains infinite wonders, which can be vaguely confirmed with martial arts. Young master, you are really a talent. I'm going to love you so much!" Suddenly, he said shyly, "If it hadn't been for the special nature of the slave family, it must retain the pure yin quality. The slave family really wanted to deliver the red pills to you!"

Ling Feng really wants to spit it out first. There is nothing to be ashamed of taking this poem for himself. It's not the first time, but it's too nonsense that this poem can have something to do with martial arts, right?

We have also practiced Tianmogong. It has nothing to do with whether it is a man or a woman, let alone a virgin. Most of them are Zhu Yuyan lying to you. When I recover my skills, I will turn around and fork you!

Thinking of this, my heart was very hot. I couldn't help explaining, "This is Ming's trip to Lushan the year before last, and I didn't think of martial arts."

"A good poem is not a work of self-entertainment, but a wealth for everyone after it is published in the world. Everyone can have a different understanding. It doesn't matter what the original intention is. Wan Wan pondered slightly and then said, "The vast martial arts are like that Lushan Mountain. We all live in pursuit all our lives, but we just keep wandering in the mountains."

"Maybe you can only see it clearly by climbing to the top of the top or jumping out of this mountain! Exploring martial arts by means other than martial arts may be a new and smooth way!"

After saying that, he saluted Ling Feng solemnly and said, "Wan'er is here to thank you, young master. He has achieved success in heaven. It's all thanks to the young master's poem to wake up!"

Ling Feng has an impulse to cry. God can appreciate it. I really didn't do anything. I just stole a poem. He discussed, "Can you let me go, young master?" Look, we are so familiar, and the relationship is so strong..."

Wan turned a blind eye to his shamelessness. She was still in the ancient well and raised his body. It was easier to lift his body than to catch an ant and grab it to the door.

Ling Feng said, "Where are you taking me?" Although I knew that I would not be killed at the moment, the unknown panic was also unpleasant.

Wanwan said softly, "The master wants to see you!"

Ling Feng's heart is wide. It's not good to live up to the pervert. Otherwise, if you are not careful, that guy will be jealous of me for being more handsome than him. If he destroys me, he will lose a lot of money!

Wan Qian rose to the sky and took an adult effortlessly. She tapped a few times on the roof and moved forward quickly.

Ling Feng held the back collar of Ling Feng's neck and was very uncomfortable. He said, "Wu'er, can you change your posture?"

"The young master said, how dare the slave family not obey?"

Wan Yu was born in the magic door. She has always advocated democracy and adopted the reaction of the masses at the moment. Her little hand was attached to his waist and flew away.

Sniffing the fragrance of a quiet and healthy body, Ling Feng wants to cry without tears. Will he get kidney loss in this way? He originally intended to pick up the beautiful woman's back.

While trying to adjust the true qi, I was thinking, how could Wei Yu come here? Normally, my annexation of the Baling Gang this time was also easy to make a decision a few days ago.

Is there any treasure in Baling? He recalled that there should be famous knives and swords, but he could never enter the eyes of the Yin Gui School.

Besides, Huan Huan also said that he wanted to see him after Yin. What's the matter? Could it be that the old lady was moved in spring? Oh, this is not good. She is my cheap mother-in-law. I am very pure and said...

During his wild thinking, he scolded the three long and indoing guys in his body to death. Can one of them play a role? Can he get to this point of being slaughtered?

Listening to the roar of the strong wind in the air, I couldn't help sighing. I didn't expect that Ling Feng was wise all my life, and there were times when I was captured by a little woman.

Retribution! Is it that the Yin Gui faction thinks that I have too many wives to protect women's rights and interests and stand up for women all over the world?

He was sighing, and the mixed crowds on the street were looking at the sky and talking about it:

"The host really thought differently. He didn't take the right path when he came out to play with women."

"Yes, the Lord is the stars in the sky. How can the real dragon and the emperor act like us ordinary people?"

"The woman's beauty is plain. How did she seduce the Lord? Our sisters have to ask for advice another day.

"I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

"..."

Ling Feng is speechless. Who is there? The sense of gossip is so strong. Who will come up to save us?

Near the gate, the two finally got out of the room, looking intimate, like a couple mixing oil in honey. Along the way, the helpers continued to worship, and at the same time, they inquired about which wife of the host and who was the mother's family. Let's visit and greet her another day.

After leaving the city, many boats were moored on Dongting Lake, which used to belong to the Baling Gang, but now they are all in Lingfeng.

Wan Yan took him on a medium-sized fast ship. Except for the three boatmen, there were more than a dozen young charming women. They were the sister or nephews of the girl. The older one was only seventeen years old, and the younger one was only fourteen years old. They all looked up and down at Ling Feng with great interest, as if they were going to eat him.

At this time, Ling Feng thanked Sister Yuyan for relieving him, otherwise he might really be ** by them. No, it was gang rape, and the chastity he had kept for many years would really be destroyed.

The ship left Baling and went down to the east.

Ling Feng stood at the stern of the ship and watched the wind sail pass the ripples, and couldn't help but have an impulse to jump into the river.

It's just that the true qi can't condense now. Will it be accidentally drowned? This is a question worth pondering.

In addition, the beautiful woman is smiling and staring at her. It is still unknown whether she can jump off smoothly.

At this time, she changed into a long white skirt and removed her changeable face. Her beautiful face was so beautiful that anyone could hold their breath. With a pure and flawless temperament, she didn't look like a witch who would harm people horizontally and vertically.

Like the beauty of her level, it is the first time to see Ling Fengshang. If you look closely, the exquisite facial features are especially better than Song Yueyuan and Shen Luoyan. The so-called beauty of the city and the country, the beauty of disaster, is just like this.

Especially those dark, shiny, confused and foggy eyes, which seem to contain endless sweet dreams, looking forward to and waiting for you to find and discover. Anyone who takes a look will get lost in it. With her beautiful body like the ups and downs of mountains and rivers, her skin is as crystal clear as snow and full of elastic power, which directly teaches people to be swell.

Of course, the most attractive thing is her pair of naked feet, which inadvertently exposed under the skirt, white and tender, even the most picky people can't find any flaws.

After taking a look, Ling Feng immediately turned his head with supreme perseverance and did not dare to look at it again. In his heart, he called Amitabha Buddha, God Jade Emperor. I repented. I was guilty. I really don't have a foot fetish, but why did my heart still flutter involuntarily?

Under the charming charm of Huan, he had to open his mouth and divert his attention and ask, "Wan'er, what's your point in coming to Baling? It's not just to capture me as a loser, is it?"

Wanying rolled her beautiful eyes at him, knowing that he knew his identity. With a graceful and casual fairy beauty, she turned around and approached him. She rolled up her dark hair in her left hand. She didn't know when there was an extra comb in her right hand, and she combed it infinitely and gently. She was indescably soft and weak, and she felt sorry for herself.

Seeing that Ling Feng did not dare to look at herself, she couldn't help smiling, and was replaced by a sad look. She sighed faintly, "Is it that the young master doesn't disdain to look at the young master?"

Ling Feng secretly shouted at the stakes and snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, you can give me the antidote. What's the secret arrow hurting people? If my internal strength is still there, will you get me with this charming function?

In fact, Meigong mainly affects people's spirit and has little to do with internal force, while Lingfeng's state of mind cultivation is extremely poor. He can only use the method of running true qi in the Taoist heart to resist. Now that the power is sealed, the resistance is naturally reduced.

Wenchan said softly, "Young master, your magical skills are unrivaled. You are a weak woman with no ability. Naturally, she can only use some small tricks. There is another thing to do here, but compared with the young master, it can be ignored.

Ling Feng scolded secretly, and saying it was equivalent to not saying it.

After blowing the river wind for a while, I was so bored that I went back to the cabin.

Wan didn't follow up, and he didn't worry that he could escape to the sky.

Facing the breeze alone, there was infinite confusion and melancholy in his eyes, like a fairy returning to the world.

The wind blew and the clouds, and her bare feet finally stepped into the world.