Reiki Recovery: Sacrifice! Billions Of Times Crit!

A woman in a long black dress approached slowly, and the better appearance is estimated to be only comparable to Qin Baiyi.

The tall figure and the perfect golden ratio, coupled with the looming long skirt, really make people bloody.

Unlike other rouge vulgar fans, this woman has a unique temperament, which makes you feel very close but also out of reach.

She walked to Chu Feng's side, bent down to pick up the research records scattered on the ground, and every posture was full of temptations.

Coupled with the blurry eyes that can't stop, it's no wonder that a bunch of people, including the demon cow, regard them as their own goddesses.

"This distinguished guest, you came all the way, not just to have a look at me." 663

The woman's generous smile made Chu Feng unable to grasp her character.

"Come in for a drink."

The woman led Chu Feng into her luxurious palace.

Looking at the two cups of bright red liquid that came up, Chu Feng said, "Isn't this also made with blood?"

"Essence and blood?" The woman put down the cup after taking a sip and asked suspiciously.

"A demon cow who is obsessed with you, used the essence and blood of not knowing how much life, just to make you a cup of praise."

The woman thought for a while, as if remembering.

"You're talking about the iron bull?" She chuckled, covering her mouth, "I just took a small sip at the beginning, just to perfuse him, I didn't expect him to take it seriously."

"Looking at how angry you are, you might have been deceived."

The woman trembled with laughter. I have to say that besides Qin Baiyi, this is the second person Chu Feng has ever seen with such a good smile.

"The current residents are like this, relatively simple." The woman smiled and used a more euphemistic phrase.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Magic. People usually call me a witch."

"Chu Feng."

Chu Feng looked at the woman in front of him, always feeling that she was hiding a lot of madness under her calm appearance, and she should be able to get a lot of information out of her mouth.

"Hello Chu Feng, being able to come here means that my father and brother are dead in your hands."

Unexpectedly, when Momei opened his mouth, Wang Zhen would directly speak up a topic that Chu Feng hadn't expected.

"how do you know?"

"The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is over, no one has returned yet, and I've heard it a long time ago. That idiot Mo Shatian brought his brother to death. It should be you too."

The sharp insight of the magic charm made him a little embarrassed. This was not like the peak of the common ancestor. The confident expression seemed to be Yuanzun.

"If you know it, do you dare to bring me in, don't you be afraid to lead the wolf into the room?"

"Chu Feng, if you really want to invade, you'll probably do it right after you come, will you tell me so much?"

The magic charm looked at Chu Feng with blinking eyes, like a roundworm in his belly, guessing hard.

"Interesting, I want to know who gave you the confidence."

Chu Feng suddenly thought of a good idea and entered the scene in a second.

"Because I know that no matter what you want to come over and do, my goal is always the same as you."

"Including taking your life?"

"It's possible, but at least you won't need my life now, maybe in the future."

Momei got up and sat next to Chu Feng, with a faint fragrance of flowers on her body.

"Chu Feng, what do you think your identity is, the savior? Or the destroyer?".

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