Not only did the aura of the goddess in white not appear, but even the rope made of vine was still shaking slowly, but now he was stunned and motionless in the air.

Ling Feng began to get angry, and was in a state of resentment. He thought to himself that this woman was really boring. Did he just want to wait for the rest of his life, and never thought that he would not have to wait any longer. He should use all his strength to welcome the arrival of happiness? Thinking of having a woman with a family, what does her home really think is?

Ling Feng thought so, the anger he had once in the fenced courtyard burned in his chest again, and the fiery red color of his eyes became brighter.

He began to grab and tear his clothes. He bought them with crystal stones. Although they were not valuable, they were very strong and high-quality goods at least. However, in his powerful hands, they were like paper. After a few strokes, they were torn and thrown to the ground.

He was frantically staring at the vine rope that no longer swayed in the space, and grinning at the vine.

He wanted to scare the woman with his rude expression. He felt the spit in his mouth squirming, which was a characteristic he had in special circumstances. When he began to have strong fantasies about something, the spit would be born from his mouth. He thought this physiological reaction was very strange and should be shared by all male compatriots.

He looked at the rope like this and showed his evil smile. The reason he looked at the rope was because he wanted to tell the woman that he sensed her and sat on the rope when he sensed her.

Of course he actually didn't see it, because the goddess in white came and went without a trace, how could he see it? He showed this greedy expression, just scaring the goddess in white. Only by scaring the goddess in white would she run around and run away or make other moves in the holy room. Once the goddess in white did any action, Ling Feng could sense the goddess in white through the flow of air flow in the holy room. Only by sensing the goddess in white could Ling Feng release the power of Taoism to hold the other party and push it down on the stone bed.

This is a dream scene that he had been dreaming about for too many times in his mind. It should not be considered a matter of right and wrong, because he and the goddess in white have been waiting for seven years. He doesn't know what others would think of such things, but he personally thinks that men and women love each other is a beautiful love in the world.

I would like to ask which woman is willing to be alone on the sky and is lonely and waiting for the man she likes for seven years? But the goddess in white did it, and it was so touching.

He is not bad at Ling Feng. He values ​​affection and righteousness. No matter the restraint of the world, he knows how to use his enthusiasm to repay those who have been kind to him, rather than pretending to be gentle, pretending to be false gentle, saying that it is an emotional story, but in fact he just doesn't know how to express his incompetence.

He wanted to pretend to scare the goddess in white to reveal his position, but his pretending was ineffective. In his roaring smile, the airflow in the holy room was still not moving, and he still couldn't figure out where the goddess in white was hiding in this holy room.

He thought that the goddess in white would definitely laugh at this moment, and she might secretly mock her in her heart: "Haha, Senior Brother Ling Feng, you stared at my vine rope to make me mistakenly think that you saw me, right? I am a Tiancan body, and after the eighth level, there will be no breath, no one can see it. How could I be fooled by you and expose my position at this time?"

Ling Feng looked at the vine rope for a few seconds and fantasized about the teasing of the goddess in white. His expression changed slightly. He found that the goddess in white was also a cunning woman. If she was not cunning, this guy would not have the courage to hide in the holy room anymore, right?

But it was just a slight change. The dementia expression that was looking forward to the next scene still remained mostly. His inner fanaticism not only did not decline due to the hiding of the goddess in white, but also rose slightly.

He was angrily in his heart: "Hmph! Are you trying to be deceiving? Yes, I can't see you or sense you, but I just know that you are on the vine rope. Didn't the vine rope move from moving to not moving just now? If it weren't for someone's control, how could the vine rope have such abnormalities? So I'm here to catch you, and you're deceiving and don't move!"

Ling Feng thought to himself, and a powerful Yuan power suddenly emerged from his feet, and his body jumped out like a frog. He wanted to gamble that the goddess in white was on the vine rope. Although he could not see the goddess in white, the rope was originally moving, but it was also a fact that the goddess in white was still on the vine rope.

As a result, he jumped out like this, and a ray of air flow appeared under the vine rope. However, he was not prepared, but he still miscalculated the distance of seven or eight centimeters. He was counting the goddess in white sitting on the vine rope, but in fact, the goddess in white standing under the vine rope.

A slight difference is a thousand miles away. The Taoist power of the goddess in white is not much lower than Ling Feng. Ling Feng's frog jumps fast, but the "moth" of the goddess in white is also very fast!

Ling Feng in the air immediately felt a wisp of air flow rubbing against his lower part, and drifting out on the inner side of his legs. The direction of the air flow was exactly the door frame that left this holy room.

The goddess in white is about to escape! This woman is so fast. Ling Feng is already an eighth-level holy star master and is blessed with thunder. How many people can compare to Ling Feng in this short-range killing speed? But Ling Feng is so fast that he will be slipped away by the goddess in white. This time, Ling Feng was slipped away by the goddess in white again.

He felt hatred in his heart. He couldn't see or touch the goddess in white, but he thought that the goddess in white must have sneered at him in the dark again: "Haha! Senior Brother Ling Feng, you're lost. I'm lucky, I just felt someone bumping into the door. My first reaction was that you were here, so I jumped off the rattan rope to pick you up. As a result, you looked a little disgusted by the rattan rope, so I was afraid that I didn't move under the rattan rope. If you didn't find the right position, I could naturally escape!"

Of course, the goddess in white may also say, "Boy, you appear so rudely, do you want a gentle woman like me to cater to you? You think beautifully! Don't underestimate me, you are only at the eighth level and level two, but the little woman is already at the eighth level and you are still a bad guy in my hands. If you want to eat my little moth of the eighth level and level five, you are so tender!"

The reason why Ling Feng thought that the goddess in white would call her a big toad was because Ling Feng felt that her toad was indeed quite amazing. After all, after the fenced courtyard was separated, it has been about half a year now. Spring and autumn are coming, and the sun and moon are flying. I think of how many infatuated species have grown up and broken a few toad cars. Ling Feng's toad car has nowhere to drive, and now he has been promoted to the eighth-level holy figure. It would be strange if it is not big at this time!
Chapter completed!