Chapter 1147

In the mountains, behind a towering tree, the moon casts mottled marks through the whirling canopy.

The shadows of the trees are like ghosts.

"The little humble has come back. How does the evil emperor do his work?"

Under the big tree, a woman's face was gloomy and full of anger.

This woman is the middle-aged woman in the hall of the Ji family during the day. Fei Ying, the owner of the Ji family, appears in the mountains at night.

"It's just a little bastard. Why should my cousin get angry? I'll find a chance to be that little bastard some other day. I don't know."

A middle-aged man appeared behind Feiying and gently hugged her waist from behind.

He is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is thin and slender. He is dressed in Chinese clothes and robes. He must be a beautiful man when he is young.

Fei yingmu was cold, and his eyes were shining fiercely in the moonlight. He said darkly, "I will never allow that little bastard to do bad things, nor can I let that little bastard live in the world. Tomorrow will be Ji jiadabi, and the old guy Ji Sihai is still stubborn. Now I'm afraid that I will put my hope on the little bastard. I'll be sure that I don't move the little bastard clearly for the time being, but this is the case Once only the little bastard and two servants came back. The whereabouts of the evil emperor was unknown. One of the servants was suspicious and had to be removed! "

"It's a small matter. It's just a servant. How can my cousin care about it?"

Junlang middle-aged eyes with some water, hands began to swim back and forth between Fei Ying's waist, a look is to tune Qing master.

"That servant is unusual, very unusual."

Fei Ying thought of the servant's eyes and the invisible breath in the hall of Ji's house during the day, which made her still have some inexplicable heart tremors.

"In that case, I'll go to the Ji's house and solve the slave secretly. I'll make sure that I don't know. The oldest guy in the Ji family has been closed for many years. Although the other old guy is not weak, it's hard to find me."

Junlang middle-aged soft said, attached mouth in Fei Ying's ear gently blowing air, and then gently bit Fei Ying's earlobe.

"Well..."

Fei Yingjiao gasped, a little sensitive. She twisted her body and closed her eyes slightly. Then she leaned back on Junlang's middle-aged body.

"Cousin, I miss you."

Junlang middle-aged gently said, his hands swam downward, pecked a few times on Feiying's earlobe, then he was impatient to fade his clothes.

By the mottled moonlight, a pair of hot rabbit like things in front of the woman jumped out.

The middle-aged man was holding Fei Ying in front of him, and he began to whimper with the white ditch in his arms. Fei Ying couldn't help but scream. He hugged the man in front of him and took the initiative to cling to it.

"I can't stand it. Come on."

Not long after, Fei Ying is to Junlang middle-aged eagerly called.

"My good cousin, you can't stand it. Talk to my cousin..."

Handsome middle-aged evil smile, hands swimming, up and down his hands, stirring Fei Ying's face flushed.

"Cousin, you hate it. Don't you know that it itches..."

Fei Ying whispered, biting her lips, looking straight at Junlang's middle age, as if to swallow it.

"Good, cousin. I'll stop the itching."

Junlang middle-aged evil evil evil filth smile, will Fei Ying against the tree, lift one leg to the waist, with the trend of light pedal, is parallel standing straight forward.

"My cousin is very powerful today."

Fein, trembling, immediately stepped forward to cater. It was already drenched. When she collided, she would make a sound and could not help but tremble.

That call is to make Junlang middle-aged was provoked fire, non-stop violent collision, Ren Feiying against the tree ups and downs, such as surging waves, has been jiaosheng non-stop.

After such a moment or so, Fei Ying was already breathing heavily. She hugged Junlang middle-aged tightly. She frowned and cried loudly: "cousin, I'm coming! I'm dying

Listen to Fei Ying's words, Junlang middle-aged seems to have been stimulated, suddenly his lips a puff, his eyes turn white, as if in convulsion.

"Cousin, I'm here too."

Junlang middle-aged suddenly yelled, his hands dead grasp Fei Ying, take advantage of the situation straight Feiying flower heart, feel as if at the moment by a cluster of soft stamens jump around, and then as if the flood tilt

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Night, Jijia.

"Well, that servant is quite interesting."

In the courtyard, a young man of twenty-six or seven years old stood in front of the courtyard, but he was dressed in a Dragon Robe, with a faint aura of dragon in his eyes. His eyes were shining with light gold, and he had an extraordinary momentum.

"Elder brother, the slave servant is not timid. Even the third sister's people dare to fight. I heard Xia he say that the slave is not ordinary. There is also Ji Zhiyan. I'm afraid that this time I come back, I'm afraid it will be something."

A woman in yellow looks at the young man in the Dragon Robe and says that she is coquettish. She is also in the hall during the day."It's just a servant. She can't turn the big waves. As for Ji Zhiyan, she's only a six-star perfect talisman. Her talent is pretty good. But in the big match tomorrow, she's afraid it's still far behind. She can't influence anything. What should be paid attention to is the second younger sister..."

The eyes of the youth in the Dragon Robe moved, and their faces were clearly defined in the night.

"My mother has always loved her most, and she intends to make her the next head of the Ji family. I really don't know what my mother thinks. You are the eldest brother and the eldest son of the Ji family." Said the woman in yellow.

The man in the Dragon Robe did not speak. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the golden light in his eyes moved slowly.

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"Whoosh..."

Night, the Ji family, a figure quietly through the corridor courtyard, God does not know in front of the Ji family old house.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was thin and slender. He was dressed in Chinese clothes and robes.

Mind slightly released, middle-aged eyes later a little wave, and then disappeared outside the old house.

"Hi..."

When the middle-aged figure appeared again, he was already in a room in the old house. Looking at the empty room, his eyes suddenly trembled, and he said, "where are the people?"

"The man is here."

A faint voice came from behind the middle-aged ears.

The light voice made the middle-aged man tremble all over. He turned around suddenly. The cold light in his eyes broke out, and the breath gushed out. He wanted to solidify the void. He waved a claw print and at the same time, he grasped the space behind him directly.

"Wu Zun's territory is not weak at first."

The voice was still flat as water. Just at the moment of Junlang's middle-aged hands, a piece of dazzling light diffused, and the space in the whole room really solidified.

"Whoa..."

A wave of space ripples, as if the opening of the space is shrouded in Junlang's middle age.

That handsome middle-aged body was suddenly imprisoned, Xuanqi stagnated, eyes suddenly shocked, the next moment, is shrouded in the dazzling light.

After a few gasps, Junlang's middle-aged imprisonment disappeared, and his mysterious Qi recovered, which also appeared in a hazy space around him.

"Come on, who sent you? The evil emperor should be your man?"

Light voice falls, a young man appeared in front of the body of handsome middle-aged.

Handsome middle-aged eyes vigilant, tightly looking at the sudden youth.

Although the young man was dressed as a servant, his invisible momentum made his middle-aged heart tremble.

In particular, the young man's seemingly clear eyes in his double pupils, however, let the middle-aged look straight at him, and the God of the mud pill palace was shaking for no reason.

"Who are you? I don't have to pretend to be a ghost. I'm an elder of the Hehuan sect. I must have come to the Ji family with your strength and not be a servant. Let's talk about it. Maybe we can cooperate."

The handsome middle-aged looks at the youth in front of him, peeps into his breath and looks more and more alert. The other party is not old, but he is so unfathomable.

"Huan Zong"

When Du Shaofu heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The old ghost who had been killed outside the city of Tianhuang was also a member of the Hehuan sect.

"Yes, I am the elder of the Huan sect."

Although he is not the most top power, he Huan Zong is definitely the peak of the first-class power in Shangzhou. Even if those first-class forces are not easy to move, he Huan Zong is definitely the peak of the first-class forces.

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