Chapter 788

Dong Wenfeng finally understood what had happened. He couldn't get rid of Xiaomeng's enthusiasm last night... And then?

"Brother Dong, are you awake?" awakened by a gentle voice, Dong Wenfeng opened his eyes. This woman is not who Xiaomeng is. Did he do that indescribable thing to Xiaomeng? What a bird and beast.

"I, I'm responsible." Dong Wenfeng thought about it and could only say this. After all, after such a thing, if you don't say this sentence, it's really worse than birds and animals.

Xiaomeng was stunned. Her expression seemed strange, and then she became happy. "Well, well."

The cell phone rang untimely. It was song Jiao's phone. When Xiaomeng handed Dong Wenfeng her mobile phone, she glanced at some people, and suddenly her heart was sour.

"Hello."

Song Jiao's heart trembled slightly when she heard Dong Wenfeng's lazy and magnetic voice. "You have fulfilled our conditions. I can give you the news of Xie Huiling."

Seeing song Jiao's unwilling tone, Dong Wenfeng couldn't help laughing softly: "OK, you can say it."

"There's not much news about Xie Huiling. I've integrated it into a file bag. Come to the flying crane tower and take it." Song Jiao smiled. As long as Dong Wenfeng came to her territory, he couldn't help himself.

Dong Wenfeng put down the phone and saw Xiaomeng looking at himself with some covetous eyes.

"Don't go!" with her waist tucked in, the hot beauty in front of her said no word to Dong Wenfeng.

With a wry smile, "aunt, I owe Murong so much. Now you tell me not to?" Dong Wenfeng knows Xiaomeng's feelings, but it's urgent for him to save Xie Huiling safely.

"OK, then you go." when Dong Wenfeng said Murong, Xiao Meng's look flashed and simply agreed to Dong Wenfeng's request.

After Dong Wenfeng went out, Xiaomeng picked up her mobile phone and dialed a phone. Without a few rings, the phone was picked up.

"He's out, flying crane tower."

Murong hung up the phone directly after hearing Xiaomeng's words. Song Jiao and Dong Wenfeng traded the news of Xie Huiling, but even if they used all the power of Feihe tower, it was impossible to get the news in such a short time.

Call Dong Wenfeng at this time. Song Jiao must have other ideas.

Dong Wenfeng found that song Jiao was wearing less in front of her. A pair of big and ready to come out. She looked at him like silk. It really had a bit of taste.

"Give me the news of Xie Huiling?" Dong Wenfeng is not going to say anything to song Jiaoduo. Even if she is a woman of all kinds, he will not be interested in this place at this time.

Dong Wenfeng was expected to come straight to the point. Song Jiao covered her mouth and smiled gently: "Mr. Dong is afraid that some aspects are actually not good. Otherwise, how can he see this scene and have no other thoughts."

After that, the woman in front of her pulled the small gift dress that was originally low and chest lower.

Procrastinating? Dong Wenfeng came here for ten minutes. She didn't see the news of Xie Huiling mentioned by song Jiao. On the contrary, she spent a lot of time with this woman with a heart like snakes and scorpions.

Dong Wenfeng was secretly alert, and the five senses became more and more acute.

The voice of the flame suddenly rang in my mind: I can spy around here.

He nodded quietly, and Dong Wenfeng began to look at the snake and scorpion beauty in front of him. "Sometimes, the fate between people is really wonderful."

Song Jiao didn't expect Dong Wenfeng to say such words suddenly. She had been in a state of no oil and salt before. How can she change her temper now.

"Yes, my fate with Mr. Dong Wenfeng is really not shallow." Song Jiao tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, as if waiting for something. There was no big change in his face, and he went on along with Dong Wenfeng's words.

"It's a force of yin and evil gathering rapidly, a very familiar force!" the voice of Yan suddenly sounded in Dong Wenfeng's mind.

Dong Wenfeng's brain is running at a high speed. The power of extreme Yin and evil is still what Yan has seen... So there is no doubt that there is only decay. It seems that song Jiao of the flying crane tower has found the wrong person. This side is the power that tied Xie Huiling.

Standing up, Dong Wenfeng sneered at Song Jiao's eyes. "Do you think it's useful to find a rotten old man?" it's really a woman's heart. When he told him that the intelligence network was omnipotent earlier, it was really lifelike.

Song Jiao suddenly became flustered. How could Dong Wenfeng know "what are you talking about? I can't understand."

"Flame, come out."

Dong Wenfeng smiled. Yan made a three-dimensional image of the whereabouts of the old man in his mind. He knew that now the sinister Southeast Asian wizard had come outside the door.

The temperature in the room was getting lower and lower for no reason. After Dong Wenfeng summoned the flame, the temperature in the room suddenly returned to the normal level. At this time, when his hand was about to touch the door handle, he stopped and threw out a little doll tied around his waist to open the door for him.

Sure enough, the door handle had been covered with the power of the non Shanglong, which had caused him heavy losses. After opening the door, his little hands were as hot as rags and fell off in an instant.

"Are you here to die this time?" Dong Wenfeng said with some disdain. He didn't care about the gadget that barely escaped under his hands.

The aging face was still submerged in the shadow of her hood. Song Jiao saw the aging, and her lips began to tremble. Song Jiao felt remorseful. She asked Dong Wenfeng to come over and then asked him to come over. Why do she have to wade in the muddy water at this time? In case of a fight, the only possible injury is her.

Gritting her teeth, song Jiao slowly moved her steps towards the old side.

"Fuck off!" the old man was humiliated by Dong Wenfeng. At this time, he was very upset. He had been inhuman for many years. For many years, he had a sense of disgust when he saw women. Seeing song Jiao approaching him so carefully, it was obvious that he was just afraid of the spread of the battle, which made him feel ridiculous in his heart.

"You..." song jiaosheng stopped her pace, and the old man made her not pass. She really didn't dare to pass. What's the arrangement above? Do you really want to sacrifice her? The more song Jiao thought about it, the colder her heart became.

Dong Wenfeng opened his mouth first and looked at the old man. Dong Wenfeng found that the old man was really not enough to fight by himself: "what can you find me?"