Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"Then you can sleep, I'll just sleep on the chair."

After saying this, Wang Feng sat down cross-legged on the chair and closed his eyes, as if practicing.

Jiang Hanxi looked at this scene and was thinking whether she should go to the bed to practice, or sit cross-legged on this chair to practice?

If he doesn't go to bed, it should be... okay, and the bed is further away from him.

Jiang Hanxi thought about it, and it seemed that she had been with him for so long, and it was indeed him who hugged her when he was sleeping on the bed.

In the end, Jiang Hanxi was still lying on the bed using the Emperor Bing Jue.

If you have a more comfortable environment, of course you have to choose a more comfortable environment to practice.

At night...

boom!

"Oh~!"

Jiang Hanxi turned his head warily when he heard the movement.

Just in time to see Wang Feng fall off the chair, his face fell to the ground, and he fell backwards.

Seeing his ugly appearance, Jiang Hanxi couldn't help but want to snicker at the corners of her lips.

Wang Feng half-squinted his eyes, looking dazed, and slowly stood up on the ground with his hands.

After standing up, he staggered as if he was drunk and walked towards Jiang Hanxi.

He's here again!

When Jiang Hanxi saw it, his expression tightened, and he quickly prepared to get out of bed to dodge Wang Feng's attack.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Feng walked under her bed, he fell to the ground.

Lying under the bed also blocked Jiang Hanxi from getting out of bed.

Then he fell asleep in a big font, like a drunken man.

Jiang Hanxi stared at Wang Feng for about a quarter of an hour before slowly relaxing.

It seems that there is either something wrong with his technique or there is some treasure on him.

As a result, he made so many unconscious movements in the middle of the night.

Jiang Hanxi guessed half of it right, Wang Feng's technique was indeed running in his body.

But whether it was a problem with Wang Feng's subconscious mind or a problem with his skills was unclear.

Seeing that Wang Feng made no other movements, Jiang Hanxi lay back down again and concentrated on practicing the complete Emperor Ice Art.

After a quarter of an hour, there was no movement.

Two quarters of an hour later, there was no movement.

Three quarters of an hour later...

I don't know how long it took, but under the night, the atmosphere in the room seemed extremely quiet.

In Jian Zong, it seems that there is no sound of insects anymore, only a quiet and warm house.

There is a slightly shining object on the wall of the room. I don’t know what kind of treasure it is.

After an unknown amount of time, a hand slowly touched the edge of the bed where Jiang Hanxi was sleeping.

As soon as Jiang Hanxi opened his eyes, he grabbed the edge of the bed with his hand and turned over violently.

Because the bed was small this time, Wang Feng's whole body suddenly fell on top of Jiang Hanxi.

By the time Jiang Hanxi came to his senses and had just rolled half of his body away, Wang Feng had already pressed forward.

As a result, the half of her body that had just been rolled away was forced back.

This time it was even worse than last time. Wang Feng completely hugged her and pressed heavily on her body.

A flash of panic flashed in Jiang Hanxi's eyes. After a while, he calmed down and hurriedly struggled in Wang Feng's arms.

But Wang Feng was like a piece of dog-skin plaster that stuck to her. Once it stuck, it couldn't be peeled off.

Wang Feng's head was drooped on the left side of her shoulder, and Jiang Hanxi could clearly feel his hot breath.

"I shouldn't believe you!"

Jiang Hanxi cursed angrily with her pretty face.

As if Wang Feng heard her, he slowly stretched his hand behind her back.

He didn't stop until his two palms grabbed each other.

Then came his feet, which didn't stop until Jiang Hanxi's legs were tightly stuck.

Love is stronger than Jin Jian's wife's lock!

This time the lock was tight, and cold air burst out from Jiang Hanxi's body, trying to force Wang Feng back.

And this was what she expected. A more domineering aura broke out from Wang Feng.

It suppressed the coldness in her.

This was one of the reasons why she couldn't break away from Wang Feng a few days ago.

Jiang Hanxi couldn't even stab Wang Feng with the cold sword from the divine sea space this time.

This time her hands were completely locked.

Now it's either a matter of sacrificing a sacred weapon and beating Wang Feng to death, or letting him hold him like this until dawn.

But...is it possible to sacrifice a sacred weapon...?

This liar is not worthy of letting her sacrifice the sacred weapon, Jiang Hanxi persuaded herself in her heart.

"It's cool and so comfortable~"

Jiang Hanxi clearly heard Wang Feng's words in his sleep, and his tone was a little silly.

It turned out that her coldness in front of Wang Feng was just blowing him cold air.

"Let go!"

Jiang Hanxi's power was broken, and for the first time he blushed with anger, and his whole body began to struggle crazily.

Obviously, her power was of no use in front of Wang Feng, the lock.

"Don't move~"

Wang Feng didn't know what sweet dream he was having, he closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Jiang Hanxi struggled for an unknown amount of time, with sweat forming on his forehead, and finally gave up.

Why is he so strong at night? ?

Jiang Hanxi was held by Wang Feng and began to think. It was obvious that he couldn't beat her during the day.

As soon as night came, it was as if the power suddenly became stronger many times. Once locked, even she couldn't struggle open.

Could it be that his technique is of the dark night type?

The techniques in the world of cultivating immortals are weird, and some of them require you to cut yourself into a human stick to practice.

I don’t know which retard invented it.

After some practice, they become extremely ugly during the day and comparable to fairies at night.

Jiang Hanxi wondered if Wang Feng's technique was similar to this type.

It's possible, but it shouldn't be inheriting other people's skills.

It was probably due to the evolution of his own physique, otherwise he would not have been able to lock her.

Some physiques will automatically evolve into exercises, and without exception, these physiques are all super strong.

Now Jiang Hanxi was even more sure that Wang Feng's physique was definitely not simple.

More than 80% of it is definitely the same physique as that of the Thief Emperor.

As everyone knows, Wang Feng's skills evolved into his physique, rather than his physique evolving into his skills.

"Haha, I want to see how you explain tomorrow."

Jiang Hanxi stopped struggling now. She wanted to see how the liar would react when he woke up tomorrow.

He simply started practicing while being locked up by Wang Feng, trying his best to ignore that there was a person in him.

In these days, she has already broken through the fourth level of the Spiritual Formation Realm and is now approaching the fifth level of the Spiritual Formation Realm.

"Sister Fairy, the most... beautiful..."

Jiang Hanxi suddenly heard a whisper in his ear, and from time to time, he could not help but raise the corners of his lips.

He couldn't hold it back, sometimes even Jiang Hanxi didn't know he was laughing.

Talking all night...

As morning approached, Wang Feng seemed to feel uncomfortable, and then he locked Jiang Hanxi and turned over.

There was a two-level reversal, with Jiang Hanxi at the top and Wang Feng at the bottom.

Jiang Hanxi was held tightly by Wang Feng with both hands and feet like a pillow.

The two bodies were close to each other, but unfortunately, there were two layers of clothes between them.

Jiang Hanxi was practicing well when she was suddenly interrupted by this movement, leaving her speechless.

...

Noon the next day.

Wang Feng, who fell asleep this time, only felt comfortable all over, and he didn't wake up until noon.

"Ha~~, big sects are different. Even when you sleep, there is soothing incense to help you sleep."

Wang Feng laughed, sighed in a daze, and was about to stretch.

As soon as my body moved, I suddenly felt something was wrong, as if... I felt like I was being pressed by something...