The Strongest Sect Development System Starts The Candle Dragon Ground Vein

Chapter 656

In the endless dark space.

A huge black shadow drove by quickly, and the shadow covered a hundred miles.

A thrilling rumbling sounded.

That is a majestic floating mountain!

Wushuangzong stands on the mountain!

Changshengfu.

Lu Fengyun sat in front of the case, holding a scroll in his left hand, propping his forehead with his right hand, and looking down.

Da da……

The fingers knocked on the table unconsciously.

The sound is crisp and regular, especially in a quiet room.

suddenly.

A pair of jade hands came out quietly and put them on his shoulders, gently kneading them.

These hands, white, soft, are so beautiful, when the fingers are pressed on the shoulders, the strength is not light or heavy, and they are so just right.

Oh, let alone, it’s a good press.

comfortable……

The corners of Lu Fengyun’s mouth rose slightly.

Needless to say, Murong Jingmeng is here!

The whole Wushuangzong is the only one who can enter and exit the Changsheng Mansion so freely and massage his shoulders so naturally!

It was the girl that Moonburn, frizzy, always making a little noise when she came in.

“Lu Big Brother, what are you looking at?”

Murong Jingmeng placed both palms on the former’s right shoulder, slightly bent over, leaning forward, and she blinked her eyes with curiosity.

Her voice is as soft as a kitten.

“The Art of War by Sun Tzu, a very powerful book on war.”

“This page seems very interesting, can you read it by Big Brother Lu?”

“Being prepared for the week is slack, and if it is common, there is no doubt. Yin is within the yang, not the right of the yang. The sun is the lunar yin.”

“It’s a bit hard to understand…”

“I’m just talking about the first strategy of the thirty-six strategy. It’s nothing more than trying to hide it from the sky. If you like it, you will take it later.”

“Okay~ But… Can you explain to Big Brother Lu, what is the lie?”

Her breath is like a feather, gently brushing someone’s earlobe.

Hiss~

Lu Fengyun couldn’t help taking a breath.

A faint scent hits, this scent is very peculiar, not floral, nor fruity, not animal scent.

It’s like it’s natural.

Kind of…

The fragrance that men and women can only smell in love!

Lu Fengyun’s heartbeat increased slightly.

He turned his head slightly and saw a face that looked like a jade flower.

The distance is so close.

It seems that as long as you move two centimeters forward, the faces of the two will fit closely!

He could even clearly see the hairy hair on Murong Jingmeng’s face, and the sun shone on, like a layer of radiance.

At this moment

He had a moment of shaking God.

Some evil thoughts even popped up deep in my heart…

“What’s wrong?”

Murong Jingmeng raised his eyes and chuckled.

Lu Fengyun returned to his senses, looking down vaguely.

Somewhere, it seemed to express high respect.

He wanted to pick up the scroll to block his vision, but after thinking about it, he put it down again.

He suddenly turned his body and stretched out his hand to hold Murong Jingmeng’s delicate hand, as if holding a good piece of mutton jade.

“Lu Big Brother, what are you doing?”

Murong Jingmeng was slightly startled, she retracted her shoulders and backed away, gently pulling her hands.

Her resistance was slight.

This gives somebody a signal to make an inch.

“What do you say I want to’do’?”

Lu Fengyun smiled, biting a certain word hard.

This is Hong Guoguo’s tease.

Murong Jingmeng’s delicate face turned red.

Lu Fengyun raised her right arm, grabbed her small waist, and hugged her on his thigh!

“Lu Big Brother…”

Murong’s eyes stared slightly in surprise, and his face was like a red glow.

At this moment, her brain is completely blank!

What should I say at this time?

Said shyly not?

Swearing?

Acting like a baby if you want to refuse?

still……

Jump up and cover your face and run away?

…

Murong was shocked and dumb.

She is still presetting her own action!

Lu Fengyun breathed a little harder.

Those confused and innocent eyes, that Shui Lingling face…

Who can bear tm!

It’s Liu Xiahui who sits without chaos. It’s Wei Zhongxian who can’t sit in his arms.

Lu Fengyun stared at Murong Jingmeng’s lustrous lips, and pressed her down in his arms. The fragrant and soft hair spread all over the floor.

The black eyelashes blinked.

Murong closed his eyes with shocked dreams…