Feng Feiyun seemed to have predicted that she would suddenly make a move. His speed was even more agile, and he slightly turned his neck to dodge her two sharp fingers. His other hand fiercely attacked, and it struck her jade-like arm.
Feng Jianxue didn't expect Feng Feiyun's reaction to be so fast. In the end, the two of them were wrapped in a blanket, and they were tightly hugging each other. There was only a layer of clothing between them, but under such an intimate situation, he was still able to make a move.
This could only mean that he had already predicted that she would make a move!
The flame in the space between Feng Jianxue's eyebrows pulsated even faster, and it spread to her entire body. Her entire face began to change, and the contours became even more exquisite. Even her temperament became a bit ethereal, and there was a layer of mist forming on her face.
She was very similar to the bewitching young man that Feng Feiyun met last night. However, that bewitching young man was wearing a man's clothing, and his hair was tied up in a bun behind his back. He was extremely handsome, but she had loose black hair, and her charming eyes were like silk — it was enough to turn all living things upside down.
A person's temperament and appearance could have such a big change!
She fiercely swung her delicate body, and she wanted to escape from the blanket. However, Feng Feiyun's arms were like two snakes, and they wandered around her fragrant shoulders and legs. He tightly wrapped around her, and he rolled with her.
"Who the hell are you?
What did you do to Little Sister Jianxue? "
Feng Feiyun had always felt that there was something wrong with this Feng Jianxue. When she shamelessly wanted to follow Feng Feiyun to Jing Huan Mountain, Feng Feiyun felt that something was wrong. Thus, tonight, he wanted to force her to reveal her original appearance.
His guess was right; this Feng Jianxue was the peerless bewitching young man, no, to be more accurate, she was the peerless bewitching young woman.
She had restored her original appearance. If she was dressed as a man, she could charm all the girls in the world. If she was dressed as a woman, then she would be a femme fatale.
"None of your business!"
Feng Feiyun's hands were tightly wrapped around her body. Sometimes, he would pinch her jade-like back, and sometimes, he would clasp her round and slender legs, making it impossible for her to escape. Just as Feng Feiyun had said, he had taken all the advantages.
Feng Feiyun naturally didn't really want to take advantage of her, but her cultivation was several small realms higher than Feng Feiyun's. If he really let her escape from the quilt, then even with the help of the spiritual tool, he would definitely not be able to survive.
Since I can't escape, I'll just slap this bastard to death!
A cold light shot out from Feng Jianxue's eyes. Her slender arm reached out from her robe, and a large spirit light gathered in her palm. She aimed a palm strike at Feng Feiyun's back.
At this moment, she was hugging Feng Feiyun. This palm strike was really ingenious.
"Oh no!"
Feng Feiyun could clearly feel a violent wave of air rushing towards him. His spine seemed to be frozen. At this moment, if he didn't take action, then he would definitely die under her palm.
Feng Feiyun's eyes became serious, and they met Feng Jianxue's black eyes. "Feng Feiyun, you're dead …"
"Swish!"
Feng Jianxue was only halfway through her words when she suddenly stopped. She felt a cool sensation on her chest. Originally, Feng Feiyun was at his wit's end, so he reached out with both hands and tore off the clothes on her chest, revealing a milky white bra.
Feng Feiyun used to be a dissolute hero who had raped countless women. The citizens of Spirit State City now called him the reincarnation of the Unfettered Jade King Bodhisattva. He naturally had done many things like tearing off women's clothes, so he had a lot of experience.
Tearing off a woman's clothes was a skill. Without thousands of painstaking efforts, the tearing would not be perfect.
Some people used too little strength, so naturally, they couldn't tear off the clothes. Some people used too much strength, so they hurt the woman. There were also people who tore at the wrong position. They clearly wanted to tear off the chest, but they tore off the back. They clearly wanted to tear off the skirt, but they tore off the panties for the woman.
If the panties were torn, then even the last secret would be exposed. What was the fun in tearing off clothes?
These were all mistakes made by inexperienced people. Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't make these mistakes.
This was because he was an experienced person!
The story of the oil seller and the Hundred Steps Piercing the Willow told people that as long as one thing was done repeatedly, then practice would make perfect, and one would become a top talent in this field.
This move of besieging Wei to rescue Zhao was indeed brilliant; it broke Feng Jianxue's sure-kill palm strike.
"Feng Feiyun, you are shameless!"
Feng Jianxue quickly retracted her palm, and she used her fingers to tightly cover her chest. Even so, the coldness in her eyes became even deeper. Her slender jade-like legs suddenly stomped down, and with a thousand jin of force, she kicked Feng Feiyun's lower abdomen.
The pain caused his entire body to convulse. Her attack was truly too sinister. If this kick had been a bit more devious, then our Young Master Feng, who had countless women, would have fallen from his godly altar, and he would be impotent for half his life!
With one successful strike, Feng Jianxue naturally followed up with another attack. Even though her jade-like legs were slender and full of sexiness, this kick could still take away a man's family jewels.
"Rip!"
Feng Feiyun once again used the besieging Wei to rescue Zhao move, and he directly tore off the panties underneath her skirt. "Cough cough!"
Everyone, please don't think that our Young Master Feng made a low-level mistake. At this moment, his reaction was truly sharp, and he didn't stick to the old traditions.
The sound of cloth tearing came from between her legs, at the base of her thighs. As expected, the effect was quite obvious.
Feng Jianxue's legs didn't dare to move anymore, and she tightly clamped them together. She was afraid that if she slightly lifted her legs, the spring scenery would be exposed.
The two of them stopped at the same time; even their breathing stopped, and they didn't move an inch.
However, at this moment, Feng Feiyun was a bit embarrassed. He rubbed his fingers together, and he could still feel the warmth on his fingertips. It was as if he had just slid through the grass in the valley, and there was a lingering feeling of forgetting to leave.
"Feng Feiyun, can you be a bit more shameless?"
Black lines appeared on Feng Jianxue's forehead. One of her hands was holding onto the torn lapel on her chest, and the other hand was tightly holding onto her skirt. She was afraid that if her skirt were to be lifted up, then Feng Feiyun would be able to see everything inside.
"Cough cough!
I was forced to do this, and it was only a legitimate method to save myself! "
Feng Feiyun didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. His two muscular arms, like a tiger or wolf, hugged Feng Jianxue's petite body, and he still didn't have any intention of letting go.
Even though Feng Jianxue was about to go crazy from anger, she couldn't do anything. Once she used her killing technique again, only God knows what other despicable methods this little bastard Feng Feiyun would use.
"You … Why do you have three hands?"
Feng Jianxue was extremely angry. She felt a strange movement in her lower abdomen; it was boiling hot, and it made her very uncomfortable. She thought that it was Feng Feiyun's hands and feet, and that he wanted to do some other despicable act.
This time, Feng Feiyun was really embarrassed. At this moment, he wasn't wearing anything, and his senses were extremely sensitive. If he wasn't careful, then the evil fire would be ignited, and he wouldn't be able to suppress it.
"Haha, how could a person have three hands? This is because I took out my strongest magical treasure. If you dare to make a move again, then it won't be as simple as breaking your clothes and underwear. Be careful, other places will be broken as well!"
At this moment, Feng Feiyun could only threaten her so that she wouldn't act rashly. This was the only way for him to subdue her.
"Strongest?
Magical treasure! "
Feng Jianxue's expression changed. She didn't think that Feng Feiyun's shrewdness was so deep, and he was still hiding such a move.
The magical treasure in her lower abdomen became even hotter, like a burning flame. It was hard and sharp, just like a "dagger" three inches below her navel. If she really made a move again, then this "dagger" would pierce through her body.
Her forehead was drenched in cold sweat. She actually put herself in such a dangerous situation where life and death were on the line. Feng Feiyun was too insidious, and his killing moves were simply endless.
Even though Feng Feiyun's skin was thick enough, he didn't have the experience of using this "dagger" to threaten a woman. At this moment, his face was a bit red, but he still pretended to be calm, and he said: "You are definitely not Little Sister Jianxue. Who the hell are you?"
The woman in his embrace could be considered a peerless beauty of the present age, and she had the beauty to bring chaos to the world. Even though Feng Jianxue was also extremely beautiful, but compared to her, she was still several levels lower.
Plus, her cultivation was extremely high, no less than characters of the elder rank. Feng Jianxue couldn't compare to her, and her temperament was also completely different from Feng Jianxue's. How could they be the same person?
At this moment, her life was in the hands of Feng Feiyun. Even though she wanted to resist, she didn't have the strength, so she said: "I am Feng Jianxue, from beginning to end."
"Hmph, these words can only be used to deceive a three year old child!" Feng Feiyun naturally didn't believe her words.
The flame between Feng Jianxue's eyebrows no longer danced, and her appearance once again turned into Feng Jianxue's. In between her eyes, there were two pupils, and there was a faint sword essence moving around.
"If I wasn't Feng Jianxue, then you would have died countless times already!"
Feng Jianxue's eyes carried a complex expression, and she said: "Last night, Du Shougao and I chased after you together. If I didn't secretly obstruct Du Shougao, do you think that with your current cultivation, you could have escaped from his blade?"
What she said was completely correct. Du Shougao could kill an elder with one slash. If he truly went all out, then Feng Feiyun essentially wouldn't be able to withstand half a move from him. Of course, this was under the condition that he didn't use his Spirit Treasure.
"I knew that the bamboo block with the record of the Mortal Life Cavern was in your hands. If I wasn't Feng Jianxue, then back at the Hidden Dragon Courtyard, I would have killed you for the bamboo block. How could you have survived until the end?" Feng Jianxue said.
Feng Feiyun's eyes gradually became gentle, and he was a bit puzzled, so he asked: "Then why did you do this?"
"I …"
Feng Jianxue gently bit her lips, and her starry eyes became misty. She slowly lowered her head, and she buried her face in Feng Feiyun's chest. It was as if she was talking to herself: "I am very stupid. You said that you still remember when we were little, we played house. I was the bride, and you were the groom. The witness was the big yellow dog on the side of the road!
Your lies to trick girls, I actually believed them. "