But under the suppression of the realm, Fei Yi gradually lost to the point. Fortunately, it was sticky enough and not so easy to catch.

Seeing that Wang Han had already walked away.

Fei Yi crossed the wall and disappeared into the vast night.

The woman glanced at her and knew that no matter how Fei Yi ran, she would eventually return to Wang Han. It would be better to catch up with Wang Han directly. Intangible cultural heritage would naturally come to her door.

Wang Han kept swaying his legs.

The biting chill from the wrist eliminated the strange thoughts in my mind.

Looking at the car gradually approaching.

Wang Han exhaled.

Wang Han held the wall and accelerated his pace.

Unexpectedly, the fragrance came again.

Wang Han's body was shocked.

Turned back suddenly.

I saw the woman standing not far away.

He posed a strange position, with every frown and smile, and was graceful.

Wang Han's desire that had just been suppressed was instantly amplified again.

But the pain also increased sharply at this moment.

Wang Han clamped his legs, bent over, and lay on the ground, with blue veins on his forehead swelling, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

Women are a little confused, so according to common sense, whenever men smell this fragrance, they will change their heads and rush up regardless of their own.

But Wang Han didn't have the slightest intention of coming up and charging into the battlefield.

Instead, his expression was very painful.

The woman didn't get too close just in case.

Looking at Wang Han from a distance, he probably understood something from the side.

I couldn't help but smile.

He tilted barefoot barefoot and gradually approached Wang Han, and his feet fell in front of Wang Han.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han suddenly retching. Although his face turned pale due to pain, he still didn't forget to be humble.

"Wash your feet and my grass! It's so damn!"

The woman's face changed.

He glanced at his feet.

As usual, the man with lust attacks was eager to hold her jade feet and play with it.

Wang Han actually made this trick.

The woman leans over.

He raised his hand and pinched Wang Han's chin.

The pair of exotic amber pupils stared at Wang Han.

Holding Wang Han's face in both hands, he was about to press Wang Han into her chest, "Please enjoy it, the saint."

"Enjoy your uncle!"

The broken hand suddenly raised his wrist.

He pressed down on the woman's chest.

Feng Binghu held a shovel with a strange shape, with a blade on the side of the shovel, and chopped a person expressionlessly.

"No! We're trapped!"

The leopard realized something.

"This person is responsible for attracting us. He is not the strongest person on the sixth day!"

Feng Binghu wiped the blood from the shovel on the body, reached out to wipe the body's clothes, put his fingers in front of his nose, twisted his fingers, and thrust his nose.

"It is one of the three great witches on the sixth day, Trichna, the witch of love!"

"Where are people?"

Meng Kun suddenly raised his head.

“No way…”

The woman wearing a hijab looked in one direction and said, "Chasing!"

Meng Kun quickly chased after him with a crutch, muttering the most powerfully.

"On the sixth day, I have ulterior motives. If we old comrades, who can withstand such a test?
Chapter completed!