Legend of the Asura

"Ruoruo, take a rest first, I have something to do." Feng Xiao gently covered Yang Xiruo with a blanket.

"En!" Yang Xiruo obediently agreed, and closed her beautiful eyes.

Feng Xiao sat in front of the computer, his face became strangely quiet, he typed a few characters on the keyboard like flying fingers, and entered a completely blank website.

"Shangguan! Jinping Building! 11:50! Die! - Shadow Wind!"

Looking at the big blood-red characters that appeared on the blank web page, Feng Xiao showed an indifferent smile on his face.

run away! Run as far as you can! When you get used to fear and despair, it will be time for all of you to be wiped out.

Feng Xiao picked up the phone and dialed the only number he remembered.

"Yao'er, is everything settled?" The coldness on his face disappeared completely, and his voice was soft like warm wind.

"Well! I don't have anything to worry about here. Sister Xiruo... Brother, you have to take good care of her!" Feng Yao said mischievously.

"But Yao'er...how about eating, dressing, bathing, and going to the bathroom? Could it be that I'm here?" Thinking of these things, Feng Xiao was at a loss for words.

"Well...Of course it's all up to my brother."

Feng Xiao smiled wryly: "Yao'er, you did it on purpose."

Fengyao on the other end of the phone secretly stuck out her little pink tongue: "Brother, can't you see sister Xiruo's affection for you? No matter what you do to her, she is always willing. I also personally said that one day when her eyes are cured, she will be your woman...Hmph! Brother, come on."

Putting down the phone, Feng Xiao collected himself, scratched his scalp and thought for a long time, and began to search for recipes.

"From now on, for Ruoruo's health, I must learn to cook!" Feng Xiao cheered himself up, and immediately began to rummage through the whole study, almost tearing it down.

Half an hour later, a crumpled cookbook was turned out. This is the recipe that Feng Xiao bought when he first vowed to learn how to cook five years ago. In the past five years, he has vowed to cook three times, and this cookbook has been turned over three pages.

"Lotus jujube meat recipe... Well, it's too troublesome; Yulin fragrant waist... The ingredients are not enough, forget it... Thai ginger-flavored grilled fish... Damn, don't eat things from dead monsters... Cooking lotus chicken, it's too greasy, if If it doesn't taste good... Cruising Xiaohe... What kind of crap, have you heard of it... Scrambled eggs with tomatoes... Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, um, that's all!"

In the end, Feng Xiao very spinelessly chose three dishes that a six-year-old child could cook, then hurriedly pulled out an electronic balance that could be accurate to 0.1 gram and went into the kitchen.

An hour later, Feng Xiao came out of the kitchen in disgrace. It took him ten minutes to study how to turn on the natural gas, ten minutes to study how to turn on the range hood, and ten minutes to carefully weigh the various main and auxiliary ingredients according to the recipe, and the remaining thirty minutes. Following the step-by-step operations on the recipe, he was exhausted.

"...It seems that you can still eat it." Feng Xiao tremblingly picked up a piece of egg with a decent color and chewed it: "Although it can't be compared with Yao'er's, it's still good. Well, there is a future, there is definitely a future ah."

Feng Xiao happily put down the dishes, then ran to the kitchen and brought out a small pot of porridge. He still knows how to cook porridge, and he relies on this for most of his breakfast when he is at home.

"Ruoruo, get up soon." Feng Xiao lightly shook Yang Xiruo awake.

Yang Xiruo reached out her jade hand and grabbed Feng Xiao's arm: "Brother Feng, is it late?"

"No. Let's go, let's eat, don't starve my little Ruoruo to death." Feng Xiao picked up Yang Xiruo, walked out of the room, and gently placed her on the spacious sofa in the living room.

Feng Xiao carefully filled a bowl of gruel, and when it was just cool, he gently fed it to Yang Xiruo spoon by spoon, the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, for fear of accidentally getting it on her.

"Come on, try your brother Feng's cooking skills. Well, it's my first time cooking, so the taste may be a bit strange, so let's just make do with it." Feng Xiao felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother Feng... the dishes you cook must be the best and most delicious." Yang Xiruo's voice was trembling, and the little hand holding Feng Xiao's clothes couldn't help but tighten.

Yang Xiruo ate a lot today, even ate all the dishes, Feng Xiao couldn't help secretly praising him for having a future.

It doesn't matter if the food is good or not, what she eats is full of happiness.

Feng Yao once told her with a laugh: He is a person who feels worse if he enters the kitchen than if he dies. Now for her, he actually forced himself to learn how to cook.

At this moment, she felt that the happiest feeling in the world was nothing more than this.

"...The main content of today's news is: Shura appeared again in a high-profile manner and clashed with thousands of players. He single-handedly killed more than 80 players and then retreated. Dragons' debut..."

Feng Xiao was speechless, he didn't expect something so big to be the headline of the news network.

After looking through several channels, I found that almost all the channels were broadcasting the video of him appearing. Although it was only a few tens of seconds, the gang of idlers who had nothing to do to smoke just played it over and over again.

"As for..." Feng Xiao looked helpless, and kneaded Yang Xiruo's thigh with his other hand without technical content.

In the headquarters of Feitian Group, several middle-aged people with different skin colors are watching the video in front of them with great interest.

"Huaxia's Asura has appeared again, and it seems to be stronger." A person praised.

"Every country has one or two existences that disrupt the balance, Shura in China, Blood Sakura in Japan, Wolf God in Murray, Earl in Farland, Ice Assassin in Yingji, Poison Hand in Russia, Emperor in Italy. Shi Tianmo..."

"No, no, dear David, I don't think this is breaking the balance. On the contrary, it will bring motivation and hope to those ordinary players, and arouse their weakness and enthusiasm. After all, no one wants to Be the same as them." The golden man shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a careless expression.

"What you said is indeed reasonable." David nodded approvingly.

"Come on, this is the top-secret video about blood cherry blossoms that I just got from Dongpu. If you are interested, you may wish to watch it."

"Oh! Is that the number one expert in Japan plus the number one beauty?"

A thin chip was inserted into the projector, and four expectant eyes shot onto the screen.

In the dim environment, as a black shadow flashed past the five people like lightning, five undetectable cold lights flashed by at the same time. Behind him, there were screams and the sound of falling to the ground.

"Oh! Kill five people in one second, and hit five times. This kind of attack speed is unmatched by anyone in the world." The golden man's eyes flashed.

The whole body is covered in black clothes, and the curves that are tightly bound and exposed are so hot that it makes people spurt blood. With a movement, the black shadow jumped into the air, and instantly turned into five afterimages. Five identical figures used their daggers to weave a gleaming net of swords, covering the twenty or more people oncoming—without any suspense, the twenty or more people were instantly killed!

In the next second, a gleaming dagger rushed towards the face, accompanied by the clear sound of breaking the wind—the video ended with a scream.

"Very strong! Not only is the speed extremely astonishing, but the attack power is not inferior to Shura."

"A rose with thorns, and the thorns are not as sharp as usual."

If Feng Xiao saw this video, he would frown. Because the speed shown by this black shadow is actually much faster than after riding Xiaobai.

At this time, Feng Xiao was doing a shocking thing - giving the girl a bath.

Let Ruoruo wash it by herself? Blindfold yourself, tie your legs up, take a shower and let me see.

What's more, if Feng Xiao really did that, Yang Aotian would be the first to cut him into 800 pieces and throw him into the sea to feed the turtles.

Although she couldn't see at first, Yang Xiruo still closed her eyes tightly, and the trembling eyelashes showed the tension in her heart. Since she usually lies on the bed or in the game cabin, she has very little clothes on her body, only underwear and a thin layer of pajamas. Feng Xiao gently peeled off the pajamas on her upper body, then took a deep breath, and unbuttoned the light blue corset. Immediately, a pair of white and slippery huge breasts bounced out like this, trembling slightly in the naked air, rippling out A burst of charming milk waves.

Feng Xiao's heart was beating wildly, his eyes were fixed on the blood-pumping beauty, his hands couldn't help grabbing her tender breasts, rubbing her breasts vigorously, watching her perfection being crushed in his hands. Knead to make it bigger and fuller.

"Ah...Brother Feng..." Yang Xiruo gasped for a while, and became dazed.

"Ruoruo, don't be nervous, you are my woman, aren't you?" Feng Xiao whispered in her ear, relieving her nervousness.

"I'm...Brother Feng's woman..." Yang Xiruo's body trembled slightly, blushing with happiness on her face, his voice fascinated her, she was no longer nervous, and let his big hand rest on her. raging on his chest, while subconsciously leaning his body towards his fiery body.

Feng Xiaoxie smiled charmingly and heaved a sigh of relief. The beautiful body in front of him made him crazy, and a strong flame shot up from his whole body, making him unbearably hot.

Smelling her body exuding a seductive fragrance, Feng Xiao squeezed her beautiful breasts while whispering provocative words in her ear: "Ruoruo...your breasts are really big and soft... You can't even hold one of Brother Feng's hands."

"Ah...Brother Feng, don't...don't say...don't say...ah..." An indescribable tingling sensation rose from the bottom of her spine, and this strange feeling of comfort made her forget her shyness , panting out.

Feng Xiao's left hand slowly moved down, and gently tore off her pajama pants and the water-blue cutie, revealing her snow-white, charming, exquisite and embossed body, two slender and straight breasts shone with crystal luster, white and tender. The round and pretty snow jade buttocks also swayed as if inviting him to enter.

"Hmm..." Yang Xiruo couldn't help but screamed, subconsciously clamping her legs.

"Ruo Ruo, don't move, let me take a good look at your body." Feng Xiao inserted his left hand into her inner thigh, making her unable to close her legs, and the scorching flames danced in her eyes, greedily feasting on her beautiful and delicate * *.

"No...don't look...don't look..." The pure jade body was watched and ravaged by a man so wantonly, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, her face was as red as blood, and she almost passed out from embarrassment .

Yang Xiruo's long eyelashes kept shaking, and her skin was exposed for a long time. Yang Xiruo, who had never been able to bear the cold, shivered shiveringly, and shrank unnaturally into Feng Xiao's arms. Feeling the unnatural trembling of her body, Feng Xiao came to his senses, cursed himself secretly, forcibly retracted the big hand that was moving on her chest and between her legs, gently picked her up, and put her in the bathtub filled with warm water.

Feng Xiao's fingers gradually caressed her whole body, the fresh and tender body was simply the greatest test of his concentration, he resisted the urge to become an evil devil, his fingers slid over her long snowy neck and round fragrant shoulders , soft and white, huge and round, slender waist that can't be grasped, and slender buttocks that are white and tender...

Yang Xiruo kept wriggling her body shyly, exhorting her delicately and imperceptibly.

...

An hour and a half later, Feng Xiao gently carried her back to the room. Yang Xiruo was already weak all over, and even her skin turned pink with embarrassment.

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