Lisha suburb.

After breaking through the mechanism easily, Fang Ning and Ying came to the house where Lord Narumi Qixia lived.

"Speaking of which, why are you looking for the remains of the immortal?"

Ying asked.

"I want to revive them briefly."

Hearing Fang Ning's answer, Ying's eyes widened and she leaned back: "Is this kind of thing possible?"

Usually the role of "praise" is played by Paimon, and Ying only needs to pretend to be cute while not talking.

It's a pity that Paimon is not here now.

"To be able to do this kind of thing, I have to thank Paimon very much." Fang Ning said somewhat mysteriously.

"Ying, treat Paimon well, she will definitely surprise you."

"Oh." Yingmei Hanhan nodded.Since Fang Ning suggested this, then he should fatten up Paimon a bit more.

Fang Ning searched carefully, and finally selected an oil lamp as the "sacred relic" for summoning Narumi Qixia Zhenjun.

"Can I go to the hot spring now?"

Yingfan sat on the chair, supported the back of the chair with both hands, and lowered her body, revealing her white abyss, her eyes were deep and clear.

It's useless to hold back so much.

My old lady is here to make a big sword.

"You put on this suit first."

Fang Ning thought for a while, and took out a set of maid outfit and white silk from the treasure.

It was originally prepared for Ah Qing, but I haven't had a chance to use it these days.

If so, Ah Qing, next time I will give you a whole set of more astringent ones.

"Big metamorphosis!"

Having traveled many worlds, the well-informed and well-informed gave Fang Ning a white look, but his attitude didn't seem to be very resistant.

"Since you want to pursue excitement."

After thinking for a while, Ying stretched out her hand to untie her little boots, and stretched her snow-white and tender feet onto Fang Ning's belly.

"Then do you want to come and help me put it on?"

……

……

The Abyss Cult has a stronghold somewhere in the Tivat continent.

This is a valley, because of being eroded by the energy of the abyss, the air here is a little purple, and a few broken tree trunks block the sunlight projected down.

"The scenery on a sunny day is beautiful, with red flowers and green grass~"

The abyss chant, Yuan Huo, is packing his things while humming strange songs.

Yuan Huo is an abyss chant with ideals.

It's completely different from those coquettish little swordsmen who only hang around His Royal Highness, and those who seek refuge with women of unknown origin.

Yuan Huo is going to Dao Wife, and will do something great in the "Yuanxia Palace" below Haizhi Island, turning that land into the base camp for the Abyss Cult to invade Dao Wife.

He also gave himself the pseudonym "Yuan Shang".

"Maybe I'll meet some interesting guys. Like a little fool with nothing but mint and poultry in his backpack."

Yuan Huo was packing up his things, suddenly ripples appeared in front of his eyes, and the golden-haired prince of the abyss walked out from the crack in the space.

"His Royal Highness Prince?"

"Yuan Huo." Kong slightly nodded, and said, "I have a very important task for you."

important task?

Yuanhuo was a little excited immediately, and raised his head and chest and said:

"Your Highness, no matter what kind of mission it is, I will accomplish it perfectly, please rest assured."

"Even if it is the life that is sacrificed!"

"Well."

Kong nodded in relief, feeling that Yuanhuo is really a good young man, so he took out an envelope with the aura of abyss, and said:

"Go to Sky Island and send this letter to that 'Heavenly Retainer'."

"Heavenly keeper?"

Yuan Huo was dumbfounded.

Your Highness, why is your tone as if asking me to go to Xiaotou's father's house next door to get a bottle of soy sauce?

"Your Highness, if you have committed any crime, you can just say it, even if you beat me to the ground, you don't need to beat around the bush, I don't want to die!"

Yuan Huo said with a mournful face.

"You didn't make a mistake. I really want to contact the keeper of the law of heaven, and you must do this." Kong said flatly.

The woman from the Abyss Familia is a lunatic.Now he is the only one who can protect Aning and protect his younger sister, and then Tiwat.

To do this, it is necessary to join forces with the celestial nexus.

If you go by yourself, you will definitely fight directly.

And if Yuan Huo is sent there, his humble personality may have unexpected effects.

Yuanhuo left with a sad face. Before he left, he wrote a suicide note. He didn't know who the suicide note was for as he had only one page in his household registration book.

Kong let out a breath, and suddenly wanted to see what Fang Ning and Ying were doing.

"Ah Ning...Maybe she is having healthy entertainment with some woman, I'd better go find Ying."

Following the special induction between the twins, Kong divided the space and wanted to walk over.

Suddenly Brother Kong's footsteps stopped.

He felt Fang Ning's breath.

"No way……"

Kong expanded the space rift and saw the scene over there.

His younger sister was flushed, wearing a maid outfit, lying by the hot spring.Dressed in white silk, the straight and slender legs are clamping someone's head...

"excuse me."

Kong instantly closed the space rift.

Ying, you did a great job!As expected of my brother's good sister.

[Picture: Brother Bag, My Superman Painter]

Chapter 154 Yingmei: Getting used to being peeped at

On Sky Island, the maintainers of heaven suddenly felt the breath of the abyss.

"People from the Abyss Religion dare to come here."

Standing on the tallest pillar of the sky island, the keeper of the law of heaven looked indifferently at the abyss chant, Abyss Fire, who slipped out of the crack in space.

This guy who looks like a boiled lobster is so weak that he can be crushed into foam with just one finger, but he dares to come to Sky Island.

She couldn't understand.

The maintainer of the laws of heaven stretched out a slender finger, and before he could exert any strength, he saw Yuanhuo fell to the ground and rolled, crying like ghosts and wolves.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, I'll be happy if you hit me again... If you don't hit me again, I'll die!"

Heavenly Law Maintainer: "..."

Come to touch porcelain?

……

……

True Monarch Qixia Naruto's Immortal Mansion has opened his legs today, anyone can enter.

Back and forth, three waves of people came in.

Fang Ning walked through the back door, while Shen He led Yun Jin through the front door and encountered more traps.

At this time, the two women had just walked out of a thick fog, and their clothes and hair were covered with white fog.

"What's the matter with this fog, how can it still stick to the clothes."

Yunjin felt a little distressed about her little skirt.

"Master told me that the essence of this mist is a kind of silk thread. If it is made into clothes, it is as light as nothing. It can also cover the breath, and it can also be made into weapons. It is very precious."

But in Narumi Qixia Zhenjun's place, it seems that it is only used to create a spectacle.It is really a big dog.

Shen He pinched a white mist sticking to his stomach with his hands, and gently tore it off, but tore a hole in the tights with protective functions, revealing his white, tender and clean belly.

Shen He:  ̄△ ̄

This is, the fairy clothes that master gave me...

Shin Hak experienced "depressed" emotions for the first time in a long time.

"Miss Shen He, are you okay?" It was the first time Yunjin saw Shen He showing such an expression.

In other words, it was the first time I saw Miss Shen He's expression changed.

"It's okay, you should clean up the thread as well. Master said that this kind of mist will gradually stretch and harden after being left in a dry environment for a long time, and get stuck into the flesh." Shen He said.

"oh oh."

The two women began to clean up the white balls on their bodies.

Fortunately, the silk thread has not yet adhered to the hair or skin, and the two girls have no risk of scars or hair loss, but the clothes have been torn and tattered, exposing large areas of fair skin.

Maybe, this is exactly the effect Narumi Qixia Zhenjun wanted...?

"Woooooh, my dress. My favorite dress."

Yun Jin burst into tears.

Her pretty little dress is completely torn.

"Compared to clothes, life is more important."

Shen He's tights were completely destroyed, so she simply tore them off, leaving only a little material to cover her sexy and convex figure, and her two plump and slender legs stood proudly.

Compared with Shen He's tights and cheongsam milk cover, Yun Jin's clothes are thicker and more complicated, and there are more balls of thread stuck on it. Sumire's clothes were cut in a mess.

In particular, the purple stockings wrapped around Yun Jin's legs were pierced with many holes, making Yun Jin look as if she had experienced something and was very embarrassed.

But the threads don't hurt the look of your skin.

Shen He picked up a ball of silk thread and checked it.

"...The silk threads have all been refined into magic weapons. It seems that they will only damage clothes and not hurt people."

"Such a big piece of fog, all magic weapons?"

"should be."

"This fairy is boring enough, and also, she's lustful."

Yun Jin felt sorry for the little skirt and muttered.

Is it just to destroy the girl's clothes by refining all the huge amount of mist threads into magic weapons?

Be confident, why not to destroy the boy's clothes?

The two walked for a while, and the surrounding area became empty, showing the scenery of the wilderness, and at the same time, a faint mist appeared.

But this time it's just plain water vapor.

Suddenly, some hurried voice came from nowhere.

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