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Chapter 946 1183: Tomb of Heroes of Wenwen Village!  Martial Saint!  (Add 6 updates for monthly ticket)

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    The wind on the prairie cannot reach the interior of the Central Plains.

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    "Renwenxiang" is not an adjective, but a well-known art building in Shu.

    The women of Sichuan are passionate, down-to-earth and generous. Wenwen Township is not only a gentle place, but also a hot place that makes people want to stop.

    One day ago.

    Lu Xiaofeng enjoyed the massage from the popular oiran of this art building in the hot and gentle countryside.

    Everyone in the world knows that Lu Xiaofeng is good-natured but not lewd, and is an elegant person.

    ??????????????????????????????? Masato means that he never likes to force others, especially women.

    This is exactly the opposite of his brother Jiang Dali. Jiang Dali just likes to force others to make things difficult for them, regardless of whether they are men or women.

    So even though he has spent the last wad of money in his wallet to win the top spot and can do whatever he wants, he is not in a hurry to appreciate the hottest and most delicate flower in this rare and tender land.

    "People in the world say that Daxia Lu is the man who understands women best. Now it seems that Daxia Lu really understands women very well."

    A delicate hand as soft as a snake swam lovingly on Lu Xiaofeng's smooth and strong back skin. The red nails were like a string of gem beads, gently sliding on Lu Xiaofeng's skin.  Arms, waist, straight down to thighs.

    A sultry feeling, a hundred times more intense than when the other party tried to apply it with a hot towel just now.

    Lu Xiaofeng narrowed her beautiful eyes comfortably and said with a smile, "I just lay here, saying nothing and doing nothing. Do you know that I understand women very well?"

    The woman's hand didn't stop, but her pleasant voice said with a smile, "Sometimes when a man and a woman communicate, there is no need to say anything or do anything. When the atmosphere is established, you will naturally feel that they understand each other.  "

    atmosphere!

    This is indeed a subtle word.

    And the atmosphere at this time is indeed full of subtleties.

    ¡°A kind of subtlety that only the two people in the room understand.

    Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Wenwen Township deserves to be called Wenwen Township. I want to stay here forever."

    "why not?"

    A smile emerged from the woman's beautiful lips, "Would you like to drink?"

    Lu Xiaofeng also said, "Why not?"

    The wine was served quickly. It was colorless and odorless when poured out, but as soon as the woman mixed it with new wine, the fragrant and mellow smell of the wine instantly filled the delicate atmosphere of the woman's boudoir.

    The woman took a sip herself, then leaned over, her lips like a blooming rose, and fed Lu Xiaofeng a sip.

    Lu Xiaofeng drank the fragrant wine and took a long breath, "This is the truly unforgettable and authentic Nuer Hong! Wenwen Township, what a Wenwen Township."

    The woman shook her head, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, her eyes were strange and she said with a smile, "Don't you know, Master Lu, that Wenrou Township is often a hero's grave?"

    Lu Xiaofeng laughed, as if his eyes were blurred after drinking. He stared at the woman's delicate and pretty face and said, "Isn't the Tomb of Heroes a romantic place for people like me?"

    "Is it possible to die under peonies and become a ghost?"

    The woman couldn't hold it back any longer, and was amused by this interesting person. She burst into laughter. She laughed and burst into tears. Her smile was complex and pitiful, and she suddenly leaned over and hugged Lu Xiaofeng.

    Lu Xiaofeng immediately felt that her body was burning.

    He also immediately felt that his body was also burning hot.

    The final sigh came to his mind, "The girls from Shu are well-deserved for their hot reputation."

    When he woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

    But his whole body was sore and weak, and his limbs could not move, as if they were falling apart.

    The woman had long since disappeared, replaced by two strong men with expressionless expressions, standing at the bead curtain and staring at him coldly.

    Lu Xiaofeng sighed, knowing that he was afraid that he had captured the heart of a woman again, and at the same time was betrayed by a woman. He often felt pity and unforgettable for the woman who betrayed him, because that also meant that he was betrayed again.  A change of heart.

    "Can I still see that beautiful girl?"

    Lu Xiaofeng asked while lying on the bed.

    "Lu Xiaofeng is indeed Lu Xiaofeng. She knew that she was betrayed by a woman, but she still cared about her as soon as she woke up!"

    A cold voice came.

    Of course, those who spoke were not the two dumb strong men beside the bead curtain. The two pieces of wood could not even speak at first glance. The voices of the voices came from the roof.

    &nbspThe world of memory left by the memory is a desert scene of war and chaos, under a majestic and towering city gate.

    But when the two armies were facing each other and fighting fiercely, a red-faced and majestic man with a huge Qinglong Yanyue Sword majestically led his thousands of soldiers like an arrow to tear through the enemy camp.  At the next moment, Yao Jiao's sword energy, which was like a blue dragon, knocked away dozens or hundreds of people and threw them onto the city wall, forming clouds of blood and mist, killing the enemy troops and completely dismantling them.

    "That'sMartial Saint?"

    Jiang Dali was shocked. From the red-faced general who led his army out, he felt a terrifying energy and oppression that was even stronger than his own. It was like a prehistoric beast rushing out of its cage and into the battlefield, with unparalleled divine power.  Extraordinary bravery.

    "That's right! He is a Martial Saint, and he is also my husband! With the fate of a Martial Saint, he is destined to be so brave and extraordinary."

    A woman's voice was particularly clear amidst the brutal sounds of fighting, faintly ringing in the spiritual world, her tone full of pride

    (Good night!¡ª¡ª)

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