Touch! A quarter of an hour later, Yang Feng lay comfortably on the Grand Master's chair, put his barefoot into the basin full of hot water, and let out a comfortable moan, but suddenly, with a loud noise, Jin Ling broke into the door and angrily looked at him: "Where is the person?

Where did you hide him?"

"Didn't you find them all, you still have to ask me?"

Ignoring her, Yang Feng just closed his eyes lightly and swayed forward and backward on the Taishi Chair, enjoying the most ordinary comfort.

Jin Ling pouted in anger: "Don't pretend to be confused, do you know that I am not talking about that mortal, but my soul of Weigra, Chao?

Where did you lock his soul?"

Silence, Yang Feng didn't say anything.

Jin Ling was anxious and shouted: "You are not trustworthy. You said that if you just act like a spoiled person with you, you will tell me the whereabouts of Chao Weigra, and you lied to me again."

"Ling'er, I said I won't lie to you, so I won't lie to you.

You are asking where the person is, I have told you, isn’t that boy a human?

You didn't ask where your soul is, so how could I lie to you!"

"You..." Jin Ling was speechless for a moment, gritted her teeth, and then went straight to Yang Feng and asked, "Then now, where is Chao Weigra's soul?"

"Don't worry, bring a chair over first and soak your feet with me!"

"Soak your feet?"

Jin Ling frowned and looked at the foot wash bucket that could accommodate two pairs of big feet. It was obvious that this girl had been waiting for her here for a long time, and she couldn't help but say angrily: "In the same basin as you?"

dream!"

"Then don't want to know where you are in the Viagra!"

"You..." Jin Ling couldn't help but feel angry. She really wanted to beat the old devil with a stomach full of bad water now. However, after thinking for a little bit, she finally suppressed the anger in her heart. According to his wishes, she moved a chair casually, came to the opposite side of him, and put her jade-like soles into the warm hot water.

Well... As soon as his feet fell into the water, Jin Ling couldn't help but moan comfortably, and Yang Feng grinned: "How is it, isn't it comfortable?"

It is still very interesting to have a couple soak their feet before going to bed. This is the fun of mortals. It is so comfortable in ordinary people, hahaha."

"Who is your husband and wife?"

Old slut!"

Rolling his eyes, Jin Ling ignored him and just asked again: "Can you say that I was locked up by you now, right?"

"You can't find him in a magical artifact by me."

"Artifact?

Which artifact?”

"Wash my feet, thank you!"

Yang Feng didn't look at her, but just smiled evilly and said casually.

Jin Ling couldn't help but thrust hard: "Wash your feet?

I'll give it to you?"

"Well, this is the second condition, do you like to wash it or not.

If you don’t wash it, you don’t want to know which artifact that kid is locked in by me.”

"Damn it, wait and see, hum."

The teeth were so angry that they all hurt. Jin Ling looked at Yang Feng with her eyes as if she wanted to kill someone, but now Yang Feng has a hostage, and she had no choice but to rub her smooth little feet against Yang Feng's thick soles, and she also stepped on them from time to time.

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and looked at the splashing water in his foot basin: "I said... are you washing my feet or stepping on me?"

"You didn't say you were washing with your hands. Isn't it the same if I wash you with my feet? Hehehe."

With a grin, Jin Ling felt that she had grasped the loophole in Yang Feng's words for the first time. She was so happy that she was as happy as a child.

Yang Feng refused to comment: "Okay, it's quite comfortable to rub me with your feet a few times, so let's do it.

By the way, your body is good, not only your hands are tender, but your feet are also quite tender."

Um! His cheeks turned red, and Jin Ling's moving feet suddenly stopped and gave Yang Feng a fierce look: "Stir, I tease me again."

Hurry up, keep your promise, I have washed your feet, where did I lock up Viagra by you?"

"Just just skipped a few times. Even if you wash it, you're too perfunctory, right?"

"Anyway, you have to keep your promise!"

Jin Ling raised her head proudly and glared at him, like a tigress in her family.

Yang Feng grinned and nodded in doting: "Okay, what do you say is, who made you my wife?"

I won't bother with you!"

Sa! As he said that, a light flashed in Yang Feng's hand and a purple gold gourd appeared: "Did you see it?"

Now all three souls are here, including your Chao Weigra."

"real?"

With a happy expression, Jin Ling was about to rob, but Yang Feng shook his body and avoided it. He smiled and said, "Hey, I just agreed to tell you which artifact he was locked in, but I didn't say let him go!"

"Then how do you want to let him go?"

"Sleep with me for a year!"

Yang Feng understood that the forced melon is not sweet, so he did not forcefully break them up again this time, just wanted Jin Ling to accompany him for a year.

He believes that Jin Ling will definitely improve his views on him within this year, and he will also have more knowledge about Jin Ling.

He realized that the biggest gain of this past trip was not to save Huyan Lieyang by chance and save the Holy Fire Sect, which was about to be destroyed by the second generation, but to have more time to get close to his future wife.

"How about it? As long as you stay with me for a year and never leave me, I will let him go."

Hmm! His brows were frowning deeply, and Jin Ling's face was full of hesitation: "One year?

Only one year?”

"Yes, for a master god, a year shouldn't be long, right?"

"It's really only one year?"

Looking at Yang Feng suspiciously, Jin Ling thought for a while: "As long as I stay with you for a year, you will let go of Chao Weigra, so kind-hearted?"

Or...what do you want to do to me this year?

You might want to turn fake sleep into real sleep, right?”

"Is there any difference between fake sleep and real sleep?"

"Of course, sleeping for fake sleep is a noun, and sleeping for real is a verb. What exactly do you want to do?"

Jin Ling was so scared that she was filled with fear, and Yang Feng smiled silently: "Don't worry, just like last night, as long as you don't move, I won't move.

I just want you to be by my pillow for the next year, that's all."

Hesitated, Jin Ling still had difficulty making a decision.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "I am a credibility, especially to you."

"Okay, I agree!"

After thinking a little, recalling Yang Feng's good performance in the past two days, although he had fooled her several times, he did not break his promise once, so he nodded.

"Hurry up and let go of Chao Weigra, I promised to stay with you for a year, right?"

As soon as the corner of his mouth curled up, Yang Feng raised his finger and patted the gourd.

Wow! A stream of light flashed, and Jiang Chaowei's figure immediately appeared in front of the two of them.

Before Jiang Chaowei could react, he saw Yang Feng's sarcastic smile and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "God, please spare me, I never want to go back to that gourd again.

It was so hot that it was about to melt, and it was so cold that it was about to shatter, and its soul was about to be wiped out.

Please, let me go, as long as you let me go, you can do whatever you want me to do, wuwu..." At this time, Jiang Chaowei's spirit seemed to be tortured and collapsed, crying and crying in a hurry, like a young wife who was wronged.

Yang Feng sneered and shook his head, but did not say anything, but Jin Ling was stunned.
Chapter completed!