"What are you doing?" Liuli grabbed Chen Feng's wrist with confusion in her eyes.

"Fuck her." Chen Feng pointed to Fan Xiaoxi who was lying on the ground with anger.

Liuli flashed Kazilan's big eyes, blinked her eyes and said with a strong nasal voice: "Hmm?"

"Yes!" Chen Feng pursed his upper lip and nodded fiercely, adding again: "Fuck her to death."

"Rogue." Liuli screamed, pushed Chen Feng away, picked up Fan Xiaoxi on the ground, and turned around and entered the house.

"Where are hooligans?" Chen Fenger, the monk, was confused and stomped his feet to wake up for a long time. He explained to Liuli's back: "This is not the other one, I didn't think about the skull. I really want to fuck her to death."

"The thief of the corpse." Xiao Sang's voice was filled with a depressing and inexplicable joy. While mocking Chen Feng, he also kept saying "Ant."

"What do you want to do?" Facing Ermao's shy steps, he looked at him step by step, and the veins on Chen Feng's forehead bulged, "Go ahead, your master will not protrude the body."

Ermao's expression was obviously much more relaxed.

Squatting on the remains of Fusang wood, my body was tightly stretched, and the big hair that I didn't know if it should be passed was also obviously relieved.

Damao and Ermao thought at the same time: Fortunately, it’s okay, it’s really difficult to escape the disaster and be a corpse puppet, and you also have to satisfy your master’s special hobbies.

Xiao San raised his delicate snow-white ear bags, and his round fat buttocks shook out the curve of his electric buttocks.

It bared its little tiger teeth that were pressing against its lower lip and squeezed a stiff smile at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng saw Xiao San also misunderstood him with the flow, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"I warn you, don't follow me, or call you back." Chen Feng trembled his fingers and lit Xiao San, who raised his claws to cover his face. Before his fingers were fully extended, he was interrupted by Liuli's urging voice.

"Come on, come and see, this little girl's internal organs can actually move at will."

What's so strange about Dacheng's zombie physical technique... Chen Feng was interested in how Fan Xiaoxi suffered so much.

Could it be that he is the King Kong Cicada, Fan Xiaoxi is the Mantis, and the Oriole behind him... The three giants in Kyoto have taken action secretly again?

Chen Feng, who was thinking randomly, then entered the room. Liuli was cutting open Fan Xiaoxi's blood clothes and fiddling with bottles and jars to find medicine.

"I'll do it." Chen Feng said, slowly using the Dead Tree Spring Art.

Since Liuli insisted on saving people, it may mean that Fan Xiaoxi should not be defeated. Fan Xiaoxi was able to find Xiaoyuan with one last breath while she was still alive, which means that she had an obsession in her heart, which far surpassed the so-called hatred.

Based on the fellow villagers in Luwei Town and his own imperial bloodline, Chen Feng actually did not reject the zombie tribe, at least he did not have the kind of rejection that secular people knew.

And Fan Xiaoxi, what bad intentions can Miss Loli have? You think so.

As for chasing Chen Feng, if it weren't for the pressure she gave, Chen Feng's strength wouldn't have risen, let alone obtaining the zombie body technique and Shadow Kill. There are also sixteen original Shadow Killers who have now turned to Tianji Pavilion to become the secret guards.

As for whether to subvert the Dashun Dynasty and whether it would kill the emperor, Chen Feng felt that it had nothing to do with him. In Chen Feng's subconscious, imperial power was a backward feudal thing. Whether it was available or not as long as it did not affect his life.

Anyway, Chen Feng thought it through thoroughly, and Fan Xiaoxi is a good identity for himself.

Should she go to the Yin-Yang Book and go to the yin and yang book to do a one-time business, or should she have a long-lasting and feeding master of the development and feeding system?

Obviously, Chen Feng chose the latter.

Fan Xiaoxi's body slowly recovered under the Dead Tree Flying Spring Technique, at least the external injuries healed to the naked eye.

Chen Feng examined Fan Xiaoxi's body and found that her injuries were divided into three parts.

The first part is Chen Feng's contribution. Xiaosang Tongzi's urine, which has the effect of corpse fragrance konjac pollen, is equivalent to the effect of cartilage powder.

The second part is the afterglow caused by the magic arrow of the sun shooting, and a arrogant Taoist intention wandered around her.

The third part is the bloody hole that is almost pierced in front and back on her chest.

If an ordinary person had his heart crushed, he would have died thoroughly.

Fortunately, Fan Xiaoxi's zombie physical skills were achieved, and under the suppression of "Caring Bone San" and "Dao Yi", although he could not fully exert his strength, he could barely move his organs to one position.

It was because Fan Xiaoxi changed her heart and half of her lungs that she escaped the fatal blow.

Compared to the wound, the scene of Fan Xiaoxi being squeezed out from the front and appeared in Chen Feng's mind.

Fan Xiaoxi was stabbed by her own people... Chen Feng quickly concluded... No wonder Fan Xiaoxi also wanted to find me, the "enemy" with the mentality of dying. She had lost trust in her own people.

It seems that even opponents like Fan Xiaoxi agree with my character... Chen Feng thought narcissisticly, and speculated that the one who stabbed Fan Xiaoxi back should not be the paper-killing aunt, otherwise she would not have rescued Fan Xiaoxi. There are only a few candidates who are qualified to contact their core identities, and the Gu Diao King is the most suspicious.

Chen Feng's reason for the truth was that the incense oil mill was squeezed by the shadow killer as a lurker of the demon clan. The revenge of King Gu Diao taking advantage of Fan Xiaoxi's illness to kill her life is reasonable.

Since this is the case, then taking advantage of the conflict between them and "bribing" Fan Xiaoxi to deal with the demon clan has become one of Chen Feng's alternative solutions.

"Xiaosang, keep the effect of corpse fragrance konjac pollen and remove the afterglow of her body. We can use Fan Xiaoxi's move."

"Chess? What kind of chess? Her name is Fan Xiaoxi, do you know each other?" Liuli wiped the blood from Fan Xiaoxi's body with warm water, and looked up at Chen Feng and asked.

Chen Feng nodded and told Fan Xiaoxi about his grudges.

"So that's how it is." Liuli threw the blood-stained cloth into the basin, and her face darkened. "She wants to kill you again and again. Then we won't save her anymore, drag it out and throw it away."

"No, she is a treasure pot. I get the zombie physical skills and shadow killing to her. The sixteen secret guards who were transformed by Xiao Sannu in our Tianji Pavilion are her subordinates, but now it is ours. If you dig it out, you will probably be able to do it."

Hearing Chen Feng's explanation, Liuli's wealthy eyes slowly flashed with the symbol of money, and his eyes looked at Fan Xiaoxi differently.

Liuli muttered, "Since it's own, it must be maintained."

She shouted out loud: "Xiaosang, Xiaosang, didn't you hear Chen Feng talking? What are you asking you to remove?"

"The afterglow of the magic arrow in the sun shoots the sun." Chen Feng gently reminded from the side.

"Oh, arrow meaning." Liuli understood himself, concisely and to the point.

"Here you come." Xiao Sang, who was shouted by Chen Fengjiu, replied crisply as soon as Liuli finished speaking.

An emerald green leaf-shaped vine penetrated into Fan Xiaoxi's body.

Guyou Guyou extracted liquid-like movements, and the vines became clearer, and the healing technique, which was purer than Chen Feng's Dead Wood Fenchun technique, was superimposed.

Fan Xiaoxi's body recovered at a faster speed.

Vitality visible to the naked eye flowed out of her body.

Fan Xiaoxi's physical mechanism returned to the beginning, and her face turned pale from bloodlessness, and began to show signs of dark redness to rosy.

Fan Xiaoxi's eyelashes trembled, and there were traces of eyeball cycling under her tightly closed eyelids, and she was about to wake up.

"You go out first, I'll change her clean clothes." Liuli pressed against Chen Feng's back and pushed him out.

Actually, I can do it for you... Chen Feng muttered in his heart, turned around and looked at Liuli and covered the door.

"There is a residual demonic energy in her body." Xiao Sang retracted the vines spreading from her body and said, "As you wish, remove the energy that destroys life, and the influence of the corpse fragrance konjac is still there."

Xiaosang pouted, showing a rare look of joking, "Why, do you really want to take her away as the wife of the village?"

The word "Xiaosang Yazhai" is well used, and Chen Feng, the king of Sisheng Mountain, does need a bed warmer.

"Which number is I?" Chen Feng looked disdainful and said with a snap of his fingers: "You think of me too shallowly."

Xiaosang showed his disgusting look of "Who are you?" and said, "Then just make it turn Fan Xiaoxi into an obedient slave."

Xiao San, who was having fun playing with biting his tail in circles, raised his head blankly when he heard this, raised his little paws very appropriately, and signaled: Xiao Sang is right.

"It's different. A self-righteous Fan Xiaoxi has a much greater role than a vocal worm. She is not an ordinary zombie. Her attitude can affect the decision of the Eighteen Prisons. I don't want to be regarded as a mortal enemy by a major underworld force, otherwise I will have endless trouble for the rest of my life."

"Haha." Xiao Sang had no concerns, not knowing whether he was timid Chen Feng or the so-called underworld force in his mouth.

He seemed to have some meaning, and said an ambiguous sentence without any details, "Some people's troubles are born to be doomed."

"Little brat, pretend to be deep." Facing Xiaosang, Chen Feng is worth it anyway. If you should, he will fight - at least he can use the invincible technique...summon Liuli.

"Are you going to have fun?" Xiao Sang narrowed his eyes and a dangerous aura wafted out of his body.

"Liuli." Chen Feng stared at Xiaosang and took two steps back. The roaring voice suffocated Xiaosang's breath, "Do you want me to help?"

Xiaosang pulled the corner of his mouth and cut it disdainfully. The unconcealed contempt in his eyes made Chen Feng snort with his neck: "How can a fight between men involve women? Come on, I promise not to ask Liuli for help."

"Oh, then you put your hands off the door knocker first."

"You don't understand. I'm afraid that the wind will blow the door and it will be detrimental to the injured."

"Are you sure it's not for convenience that you can rush behind Liuli at any time?"

"Whoever is the puppy?" Chen Feng was very angry and barked loudly in his heart.

"Do you think you are very humorous?" Xiao Sang yawned a long time, muttered "boring", and jumped onto the jujube tree.

"Don't leave if you have the ability." As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, he thudded twice. Two unripe green dates were rubbed against his scalp, and the other was rubbed against his crotch, and two puffs were intact on the door panel.

"The dates are almost ripe." Chen Feng smiled awkwardly, his lower body was chilly.

He touched the hair on his head that was cut off by the wind, but he lost the enemy but did not lose the formation. He said angrily: "Xiaosang, as a Fusang spiritual charm, you are waiting on the jujube tree every day. If the dates are like ordinary dates, it would be a waste of your identity as a bull pen."

"Don't worry, I don't have any share." Xiao Sang's lazy voice came from the cracks of the tree, "If you dare to steal food, I will break your leg...the third one."

"The third item." Chen Feng curled his lips, whispered to learn from Xiaosang's words.

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, he blew up and the door was kicked open from inside.

"Don't come over, whoever comes over, I'll crush her throat."

Fan Xiaoxi looked serious, put Liuli's neck on her neck, pinched her throat, and walked out of the hem of her skirt.

She was wearing a glass dress, and several sizes were worn on her, which was extremely inappropriate.

Like a performer, Fan Xiaoxi's small body was covered in a wide dress, and even the movement of pinching Liuli's neck was like tiptoing to stretch her arms and hanging them on her shoulders before grasping the force point.
To be continued...