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Volume 1 Extra - Chapter 2 of Feng Zhi

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    Although Feng Zhi was granted immortal skills, he had never learned martial arts in this mortal world, so his skills were definitely inferior to Wuyou's.

    If it¡¯s a head-to-head fight, he¡¯ll only suffer the consequences of being dumb.

    But the people who trained Wuyou before were all arranged by Feng Zhi, and he was very familiar with every one of her instructors.

    Because she had been seriously injured and came through the tunnel, she was different from ordinary mortals. Therefore, every time he started a new round of training, he must know everything about it in advance to avoid hurting her.

    Therefore, he is the one who is most familiar with Wuyou's physical condition and weaknesses.

    It is precisely because of this that he was able to take advantage of her unpreparedness and subdue her skillfully.

    Wuyou settled down and lay on the bluestone like a dead fish. The lines on his body were just fine. Anyway, it was not like he had never worn tights or bikinis in the past.

    But the two red dots on it were too dazzling, and the vine wrapped around her wrist was something unknown, so she couldn't free her hand to cover it.

    And the man in the water, with a pair of thieving eyes, looked around unscrupulously. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help it, and his eyes widened, "Have you seen enough?"

    Feng Zhi smiled, but instead of turning away, he slowly pulled the long belt in his hand, "We've just begun, how can we not see enough."

    Wu Su stared at his hand, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

    The feeling of being in love with a man is completely different from that of being in the open for people to watch.

    "Asshole, you dare to mess around, I won't let you go." Wuyou was anxious and annoyed, blushing all the way from his face to his neck. He didn't care whether he was gone or not, and kicked him.

    Feng Zhi held her ankles, stepped forward, and leaned down towards her. His strong and slender legs could feel the warmth on her sides through the wet clothes.

    The smile at the corners of his eyes grew stronger. He wished she would not let him go. With a shake of his hand, the soaking gauze belt was pulled away from her waist and fell on the hu¨¡ tree by the spring. It hung down into the water, causing the petals of the water to rise and rise.  Falling, adding a bit of spring ambiguity to the hot spring pool.

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    He fantasized about her taste countless times, and then he realized that she was so beautiful, so beautiful that he fell instantly. His palm slipped into her wet clothes, covering the soft and plump skin on the other side, and his hand was full of flesh and round flesh.  The solid fruit grains rolled in the palm of his hand, feeling itchy and numb at the same time. It was so wonderful that he couldn't restrain himself. His heartbeat lost its frequency and he jumped around randomly. It was an eagerness that he had never experienced in the past games. Chun.  The movements between his tongue couldn't help but be eager and rough, and he wanted to suck her whole into his belly.

    Playing with it for a while with nimble fingers, kneading it and slowly moving it down.

    Wuyou's breath was suffocated, and his body was frozen and he didn't dare to move.

    Feng Zhi felt the slippery feeling on her breasts, raised his eyes to look into hers, and smiled evilly.

    Wuyou¡¯s mind was ¡°buzzing,¡± and the ground was scalding from the base of his ears to the soles of his feet. He comforted himself because he was being steamed by the heat of the hot spring.

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    I can¡¯t laugh anymore, there is only deep heartache flowing slowly in my heart.

    As if feeling her heartache, Huang Teng slid away silently. Wuyou's fingertips gently wiped away the water droplets on his eyebrows, and touched Feng Zhi's hot face with his fingers. "Thank you for your hard work these years." His voice was low and soft.

    Feng Zhi was startled. She had never spoken to him in such a gentle tone. With just these words, the barrier between the two of them was completely eliminated.

    Over the years, he has indeed felt hard and even aggrieved, but he is also a little helpless. He often thinks that if she had known him first, maybe this would not be the case.

    She recorded each other's hearts layer by layer until they were bloody and painful. Only when she was desperate did she see the sincerity buried deep in her.

    Ten thousand years is not too late.

    It took him a while to come to his senses, and he felt the warmth of her fingers gently stroking his cheek, and the evil look in his eyes gradually turned into tenderness.

    Just now, I wanted to use some weird methods to torment her and resolve the resentment accumulated these days.

    But at this moment, there was no resentment, only deep love and desire for her.

    He took her into his arms, kissed her gently, and sank into the water with her. The bodies that were closely together gradually merged, lingering in the warm current and the flowers. The longing for ten thousand years was finally obtained at this moment.  Complete.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took before the gasping among the flowers gradually subsided.

    She raised her head, looked into the amber eyes that stared at her, smiled tiredly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down. His weight made her feel at ease, and Chun pressed against her gently.His ear: "Everything you have done for me, I will slowly compensate you for it."

    The corners of his slender eyes raised slightly, "In that case, why not do it again?"

    Wuyou¡¯s face was hot, but she smiled and kissed him

    There was a wind blowing, and the petals of the flowers fell, covering up the graceful figures that were tightly entangled in the spring again.

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    Deep in the clouds, Xiangyun sighed with satisfaction, closed the clouds, looked at the sullen Queen next to her, and smiled slightly, "I know you are not satisfied with this result, but can you have a better way?"

    Queen Ming squeezed her lips tightly and said nothing. Although she was annoyed by her husband's cheating and wives everywhere, she only had one son, so how could she want her son to marry a woman who already had a husband?

    In order to let her son leave Wuyou, she did everything she could, and was even willing to be used by Yunxian and let her descend to the earth.

    Although she was not involved in the heinous crimes committed by Yun Xian, she was still inseparable from them. If her husband hadn't come down to earth to save the little goddess with his son, how could she still be standing here now?

    At that time, she would rather destroy herself and hope to save her son, but what she got in exchange was that Feng Zhi's heart died and Yu Huanhun's body was broken.

    Over the years, she had been separated from her husband, and her son was everything to her. If Feng Zhi had any shortcomings, she couldn't imagine it.

    Although the current ending is not what she wanted, at least Feng Zhi has given up on giving up, and he is happy.

    That¡¯s all.  op

    Pluto stepped forward and took his wife's hand, "In those years, I couldn't bear to have you and I would never have anyone else by my side." He lived for hundreds of thousands of years until he experienced all this and almost lost his son before he understood the value of family ties, and those smoke hu¨¡  The dust is just the clouds and smoke of the past.

    The Queen of Hades struggled to free her hand but was held tighter by the King of Hades. She glanced at Feng Zhi, who was already sleeping soundly with Wuyou in her arms in the mortal world, and her heart softened. If he hadn't separated from her husband, how could Feng Zhi not be willing to stay?  Hades.

    Feng Zhi appears to be wild and uninhibited, but as a mother, how can she not feel her son's loneliness and helplessness?

    ¡°Whether it was for the sake of my son or for the sake of future peace, I never said anything when I rejected my husband.

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    This is the end of Feng Zhi¡¯s extra chapter. I say goodbye to everyone. I hope you like it.

    As for the friends of Xinjiu Astronomy, I can¡¯t write a chapter about a woman¡¯s life, so I¡¯ll post a chapter here.

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    001 Escape to Peace vaguely remember falling from the building, her head was broken and bleeding on the spot. When she felt that her life was coming to an end, the cold fragrance of white magnolia seemed to be wafting, and she felt a cold hand tremblingly caressing her cheek.  Face.

    Her eyes were blurred by blood, and she could not see his face clearly. She only saw the familiar white robe.

    That was her last look in the world.

    Being led by ghost messengers, they were walking on the road to the underworld.

    Ping An rubbed his forehead where he no longer knew the pain. He wondered if he had fallen silly. Not only did he not remember how he fell from the building, he couldn't even remember who he was. He only vaguely felt that he seemed to be very unkind to others when he was alive. People who really loved him were  There are only mother Yueniang and father, but father, oh, it¡¯s really bad, I can¡¯t remember my father¡¯s name and what he does

    After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything. Ping Yan lost his patience and was already dead. No matter how much he remembered, a bowl of Meng Po soup would be washed away after a while, so he might as well throw it away.  .

    Though it¡¯s heartless to think so, we can only make do with it.

    The Huangquan Road was too crowded. After walking for a long time, I didn't move a few steps. Suddenly, a group of bull-headed ghosts with ghost messengers drove away the wanderers on the road.

    The originally crowded Huangquan Road was cut open and no ghosts or police officers were allowed to walk.

    The Little King of Hell and officials from the underworld, large and small, hurried over and knelt on the ground.

    In the distance, the ground door opened wide, and in a ball of light, the Five Extremes God of War opened the way, with eight marshals guarding him on both sides, and four unicorns dragging an unoccupied prison van.

    It is obviously a prison carriage, but it is covered with thick silk and brocade mats. It is as luxurious and comfortable as the emperor's chariot.

    Before this, all the ghosts who came here had to leave. The sudden appearance of a prison car was already very eye-catching, not to mention it was such a grand scene.

    For a while, Huangquan Road was silent.

    All the ghosts stopped and looked at each other, wanting to see what great person they were waiting for. Ping An was no exception. He stepped on the instep of the bull's head and looked forward, ignoring the blackened face of the bull's head.

    "It turned out that I had to wait for a full hour."He could only stand with his feet weak, and Ping An lost his patience. He wanted to crawl over on the heads of the ghosts, grab the little King of Hell who was kneeling in front, and ask him how long he had to wait.

    Just as he was thinking about whether he would be beaten to death by the heavenly generals once this time passed, the door of the earth opened wide again, and he saw all the gods kneeling down together and saying in unison: "The last general welcomes the crown prince."

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    The voice of the Little King of Hell was trembling with fear, "I don't know where the prince is coming."

    The man said calmly: "The mortal world is very boring, I want to change places."

    The gods looked at him in shock, and the Little King of Hell was even more panicked, and said bitterly: "The two great emperors above are looking forward to the prince to atone for his sins against heaven and return to the heaven to inherit the great cause. The prince has not yet finished his life, and he died in the underworld.  , if the way of reincarnation is messed up again"

    The visitor raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Ping An, and said lazily: "That's all, I won't embarrass you, let's go."

    Ping An saw someone walking slowly onto the prison car and sitting down on the brocade mat inside the car. The figure looked very familiar.

    The gods let out a long sigh of relief and slowly moved towards this side, protecting the prison car.

    When the prison car approached, Ping An could see a man wearing an ebony ghost mask sitting lazily in the car. He was only wearing a moon-white tunic, which could not hide his slender and perfect figure.

    The skirt of the clothes is slightly torn, and there are ambiguous blue and red bruises and nail scratches on the neck, which make people think a lot.

    As the prison car passed by Ping An, he suddenly took off his mask with his backhand, stretched out his arms and threw it towards Ping An.

    The gods of war wanted to stop, but it was too late.

    Ping An held the mask in confusion and looked up.

    I saw the wind blowing away his long black hair, revealing an extremely beautiful face. His eyebrows were as dark as the distant mountains, and his eyes were as soft as the autumn wind. His dark eyes seemed to have washed away all the elegance and elegance in the world.

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    Ping An felt like he was about to suffocate. He forgot where he was and just stared blankly at those pool-like eyes.

    Unexpectedly, his eyes turned and he glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, a smile that captivated all sentient beings.

    With that smile, the flowers on the other side of the road seemed ashamed to open in front of him, and immediately withered, and the dark underworld became darker and darker, as if his smile was the only thing left in the world.

    By the time Ping An came to his senses, the prison car had passed by, leaving a faint scent of white magnolia lingering in his breath.

    Breathing his eyes in peace, the cold and light fragrance of the white magnolia baicked into her heart like a bone, and slowly coincided with the memory of Mi.

    Before she had time to think about it, a bowl of Wangchuan water was forcefully poured into her mouth, causing her to cough violently. The originally fragmented and indistinguishable memories became increasingly blurry and impossible to piece together.

    I was cursing the bastard in my heart, when in front of my eyes, the water bowl was swept away.

    The strength caused her body to stumble forward, and she fell into a strong embrace. She was held tightly, and the faint fragrance of white magnolia wafted into her nostrils.

    I looked up and saw the charming face in the prison car. I was startled.

    He smiled at her, that smile was so intoxicating. He lowered his head, his cool spring pressed against her ear, and said with a charming smile: "I don't have an interesting woman on my bed. Come back with me to kill the loneliness."  Something." His voice was hoarse and lazy as he had just woken up.

    Ping An was shocked, this man was crazy, he stretched out his hand and pushed him, "I don't want to be a thing on your bed, I don't want to go with you, I don't want her fate to be influenced by others."

    The playful smile in his eyes became stronger, and Ping An shuddered a few times. He smiled seductively, and actually fell towards her pussy.

    Ping An's little face turned pale. He kicked and hit him, even using his mouth. However, he hugged him tighter and pressed his whole body against him.

    "Little King of Hell's face turned pale, "Let her go quickly, don't mess up the cycle of reincarnation and continue to do evil.

    He turned around and smiled sarcastically, "Is her reincarnation really serious?" He hugged Ping An and jumped to the reincarnation platform, while the people above him screamed in surprise.

    On the way down, he suddenly pressed Chun into her ear and said, "We will meet soon."

    Ping An was a ghost, his vision went dark, his nose was filled with the strong smell of wood and paint, and the funeral sound of blowing and beating in his ears suddenly stopped, replaced by heart-rending screams.

    At this moment, there was a "bang, bang," and a sudden violent shock. Ping An screamed in his heart, don't be his bed toy. He climbed up and found that he was dressed in mourning clothes and sitting in the coffin. It was not the bed he imagined.  , and there was no man beside her who asked her to make bed toys. All she could see were brutal killings, and people in mourning clothes were constantly hacked to death by men in black.

    The warm liquid splashed on the face, and the scene in front of him was instantly covered with a layer of blood., the thick smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, and the screams were endless.

    Ping An wiped away the blood-red liquid on his eyes. Regardless of whether he was the murderer or the one who was killed, he didn¡¯t recognize anyone. He held the coffin tightly with his hands. He didn¡¯t know whether he should climb out of the coffin or lie back down and continue to pretend to be dead.

    A very beautiful woman stumbled towards the coffin and whispered in surprise, "Ping An, you're not dead?"

    Ping An turned his head and saw that it was his mother Yueniang. Her unfulfilled heart returned to her chest, and she pinched her thighs hard. She gritted her teeth in pain and realized that she was really alive. "It seemed like she was not dead."  .¡±

    I rubbed my sore forehead, but I still couldn¡¯t remember a single thing about the past, so I frowned. Could it be that I really had amnesia?

    The family members in mourning clothes had already been killed, and the men in black were approaching them. Yueniang's face was pale, and she said, "Quickly go."

    Ping An hurriedly climbed out of the coffin and fled into the woods beside him with his mother.

    A melodious sound of the piano came. After leaving the forest, I found a cliff. There was a man sitting on the edge of the cliff. He was dressed in clothes that looked like snow. He was spotless. The hanging corners of his clothes were fluttering in the wind. He looked elegant.  Handsome and elegant.

    A green deer ghost mask covers half of the face, and the half of the face exposed outside the mask is thin and thin, and the cool and thin spring is impeccable.

    The sudden appearance of the mother and daughter did not disturb his elegance. His broad sleeves were half-covered, and his slender fingers with clear joints were stroking the strings in front of him.

    Even though Ping An was fleeing, he couldn't help but stare blankly at the figure that looked like a distant mountain and quiet water. Until he heard that the pursuers behind him were approaching, he frowned slightly, pulled his mother and fled to the woods on the other side. He took two steps and stopped.  He came down, let go of his mother's hand, ran to the piano table, pressed the strings, and made the sound of the piano suddenly stop, and said anxiously: "Sir, please run for your life, a group of murderous people are coming this way.  "

    Although now is not the time to show mercy, it is really unbearable to have such a magnificent man turned into a bloody corpse in the blink of an eye.

    The man raised his head, his legs were slightly upward, drawing a beautiful arc, and a meaningful smile appeared in his eyes as thick as night.

    The look in his eyes was like that of a scoundrel on the road to hell. Ping An was taken aback and took a step back.

    The man in black holding a bloody knife flashed out of the woods. Yueniang's face changed drastically, and she grabbed Ping An and said, "Quickly leave."

    Before they reached the edge of the forest, another group of men in black emerged from the forest and blocked the way.

    Neither mother and daughter nor the man in white can escape. Ping An apologetically glanced at the man in white sitting behind the piano table. It seemed that this man who met by chance was going to be implicated.

    The people in black glanced at Ping An, and suddenly they all knelt down facing the man in white, bowed their heads and shouted: "Master Hou."

    Ping An suddenly realized something, looked at the young man behind him in surprise, and his expression changed, "Are these your people?"

    The man known as Lord Hou glanced at Ping'an indifferently, and then touched the strings of the piano, which was regarded as acquiescence.

    "Are you the Marquis of Pingyang?" Yueniang's face suddenly lost color. She pulled Ping'an tightly and backed away step by step. Unconsciously, she retreated to the edge of the cliff. Behind her was a 10,000-foot waterfall, and there was no way out.

    Ping An didn't know who Pingyang Hou was, but he felt that the situation at this time was very bad. He stopped in front of his mother, with anger in his eyes. Just now, he was feeling uncomfortable that this man would be implicated, but in the end, this man sent someone to  The culprit who is chasing them is really irritating and hateful.

    "Why do you want to kill us?"

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