Chapter 679

This is... What's the situation?

The so-called real person has never appeared. It turned out that he was fighting with a woman in the room?

At this moment, even Xu Fan, who has seen countless absurd things, can't help feeling a sense of unprecedented absurdity.

In the past, the king of you of the Zhou Dynasty used to play with the princes. It was ridiculous enough. Compared with this real person, it was obviously worse.

In the face of the enemy, the real man didn't want to retreat. Instead, he was in bed with a woman.

Xu Fan's face is helpless. Now he is about to open the door to see the heroism of the real man. However, when he comes to the door, Xu Fan suddenly frowns and stops.

Something's wrong.

Why is it just women's panting? What about the real voice?

Besides, except for the woman's groan, everything around her was too quiet.

Is... A trap laid by the enemy?

Think of here, Xu Fan originally relaxed face, the moment is full of dignified color.

In the world of practice, there is no absolute distinction between the strong and the weak. Once you step into the trap, the fate between the strong and the weak may not be irreversible.

The groans of the women in the room become more and more intense, and the voice seems to have a strange charm, which makes people imagine.

However, Xu Fan's eyes are incomparably clear now, and his face is full of calm.

At this moment, Xu Fan has thought of a possibility in his heart. Although his eyes are calm, they are spread with a sense of killing.

According to the information provided by Jiang Feng, the flattering skill practiced by Jiang Feng was taught by a real person. Nowadays, the woman in the room may not be a trap, but is more likely to be a woman captured by the Duan family and dedicated to a real person.

This evil act was originally what Wan Fu pointed out. Now Xiao Qiang and Xia Yanyu are suddenly missing again. Xu Fan thinks of Xiao Qiang and Xia Yanyu, and he is extremely worried. At the same time, the killing intention spreads out uncontrollably.

Although all kinds of cultivation methods belong to the sect, each kind of cultivation method has its own reason. It can use its own strength to harm the secular world, and then it can enhance its cultivation by plundering women in the secular world.

This kind of behavior makes Xu Fan feel unforgivable.

Such a person, damn it!

Xu Fan put his hand on the door.

The next moment, Xu Fan internal force, the whole door suddenly broken.

Although Xu Fan has expected that this may be a trap laid by real people, Xu Fan has no hesitation and resolutely stepped into the room.

Strong self-confidence, let Xu Fan fearless, and Xu Fan seemingly calm surface, is almost unable to cover up the monstrous killing.

Boom!

The door fell to the ground and broke into sawdust. The layout of the room was very simple. At a glance, it was clear and audible. Apart from the fragmentary decorations, there was only one bed and a woman constantly twisting her body on the bed.

There is nothing else.

Xu Fan relaxed slightly and was about to walk towards the woman on the bed. At this moment, a burst of pink wind suddenly came over Xu Fan's head.

The red wind made Xu Fan feel a little familiar. Not long ago in the hotel, when Jiang Feng launched Meigong, she seemed to have the same taste.

However, in front of this fragrant wind, is far more than Jiang Feng hundred times! It's even visible to the naked eye.

Although Xu Fan had already held his breath before, the pink fragrance seemed to be pervasive, directly enveloping Xu Fan.

When Xu Fan opened his eyes again, the whole world changed color.

The original ordinary room, now turned into a temptation of pink, an ordinary bed, now seems to have a special attraction in general, constantly involving Xu Fan's nerves.

What makes Xu Fan even more unbearable is that the woman on the bed who Xu Fan didn't have time to take a close look at suddenly has a fatal attraction to Xu Fan. Generally, it makes Xu Fan feel full of Qi and blood.

"It's a trick!"

Xu Fan's heart sank and he knew that he had been trapped, but he was out of control. He stepped forward and walked towards the woman on the bed step by step.

The pace is slow, but it is very firm. Xu Fan's arms are full of blue tendons, as if he is suffering a lot, but he still can't change his pace.

And this, as if the camel's last straw general, Xu Fan a low roar, directly jumped on the head of the bed.

At this moment, Xu Fan has a wonderful feeling. His head is very clear, and he is very clear about what is happening around him. But his body is out of control, as if he does not belong to himself.

Pressure on the woman, close, Xu Fan more and more feel the beauty of the woman.

Today's Xu Fan's body has long been out of his control. It is the most primitive instinct that determines his body.

In this scene, even the sober Xu Fan felt a surge of blood, not to mention the body that had been determined by instinct.

Just when Xu Fan plans to take further action, in his sober mind, he obviously sees a painful color in the woman's eyes.

This color of pain, fleeting, was drowned by the greater joy and confusion, but it woke Xu Fan up suddenly.

"Damn it! What am I doing? "

Like being poured on his head by a basin of ice water, Xu Fan forcibly picked up the hanging pot Sutra and broke free from the boundless loss.

The xuanhu Sutra, which has reached the fourth floor, seems to be the natural killer of Xiangfeng. In an instant, Xiangfeng will disintegrate.

However, as soon as he regained control of his body, Xu Fan felt a strong sense of crisis coming from behind.