Feiyun wanted to kill Consort Beiming while she was still recovering. He wanted to cut the weeds by the roots.
However, Feng Feiyun didn't act rashly because there were two other people in the pavilion. One was a grey-robed old man while the other was a man in thick armor with an iron sword on his back.
This pavilion was built by a hunter in the Ancient Jiang Prefecture, so it was quite crude.
This was the territory of the Ancient Jiang Prefecture. There were many ferocious beasts and birds in the mountains. Of course, there were also tribes of Jiang barbarians. These tribes lived by hunting and would often go deep into the mountains to hunt. In order to make it easier for them to rest, they built this pavilion.
The grey-clothed old man and the armored man didn't look like Ancient Jiang barbarians. Since they weren't Ancient Jiang barbarians, how could they appear in this wild forest?
Moreover, they were sitting in the same pavilion as Consort Beiming.
Feng Feiyun noticed that Consort Beiming seemed to be afraid of these two. This made Feng Feiyun even more curious.
"Consort Beiming, you're quite fast at running."
Feng Feiyun put away the blood bead floating in the air and carefully walked towards the pavilion.
The grey-robed old man lifted his head. The wrinkles on his forehead and eyes smoothed out as he revealed a kind smile. He looked just like an ordinary old man from the mountains.
However, Feng Feiyun's instincts told him that this old man was definitely not an ordinary old man from the mountains.
Despite her injuries, Consort Beiming's hatred for Feng Feiyun didn't lessen at all. She channeled her energy and pushed her palm towards Feng Feiyun. However, before she could straighten her palm, a cracking sound came from her body as if broken bones were rubbing against each other.
Her injuries were much more serious than they looked. Many of her bones were broken. Without healing pills, she wouldn't be able to heal them with her current cultivation.
She barely managed to unleash a palm strike. It was only three meters long and was cut apart by Feng Feiyun's saber.
"Feng Feiyun, just wait until I'm healed. I'll grind your bones to dust!"
A trace of blood dripped down the corner of Consort Beiming's pear-white lips. She gritted her teeth and glared at Feng Feiyun.
"Do you think you'll get the chance?" Feng Feiyun entered the pavilion with his weapon essence.
The grey-robed old man was sitting on a pile of grass below. There were a few strands of white hair near his temples. He stood up and tidied his robe before saying: "Looks like another tragedy is about to happen. Dark Guard, let's go."
The grey-robed old man only wanted to see Feng Feiyun. He wanted to see just what kind of person this so-called number one genius of the Jin Dynasty was. He naturally wanted to leave now.
As for whether Consort Beiming would die to Feng Feiyun or not, it had nothing to do with him.
He was a straightforward person. If Consort Beiming didn't want to tell him what he wanted to know, he wouldn't ask any further. In his opinion, a woman's words might not necessarily be the truth.
However, Feng Feiyun wasn't a straightforward person. If he wanted to know something, he had to get an answer.
After the old man and Dark Guard left, Feng Feiyun placed his saber on Consort Beiming's neck and coldly asked: "Who are they?"
"Why should I tell you?" Consort Beiming felt the coldness on her neck.
She was an arrogant woman. In her eyes, Feng Feiyun was only a young hoodlum who became a Divine King due to luck. If it wasn't for her hatred for Feng Feiyun, she wouldn't even look at Feng Feiyun.
"Why?
Because you're in my hands right now. "
Feng Feiyun put away his weapon essence and sealed the consort's dantian with lightning speed. He then grabbed her chin and lifted her kingdom-toppling face so that she could look at him.
Feng Feiyun was no gentleman. He had been a thug, a gangster, and a bandit before so he wouldn't treat his enemies like a gentleman.
Consort Beiming panicked after seeing Feng Feiyun's evil eyes. She wanted to channel her energy but her dantian was sealed by Feng Feiyun. She didn't even have a chance to fight back.
"Feng Feiyun, what … what are you doing?" The consort took a deep breath. Her towering breasts were heaving up and down.
Because her robe was soaked in blood, it tightly stuck to her soft body and outlined the curves of her chest. It was as if her ample bosom was exposed right before Feng Feiyun's eyes.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
Feng Feiyun smirked and gently caressed the consort's cheek: "Consort, you're really good at maintaining your youthful looks, your skin is still as smooth as ever. I wonder if the rest of your skin is as smooth as this?
Keke! "
Consort Beiming naturally knew what kind of person Feng Feiyun was. To be exact, everyone in the dynasty knew about Feng Feiyun's romantic affairs. Women who wanted to kill Feng Feiyun were most afraid of falling into Feng Feiyun's hands.
And now, Consort Beiming was in Feng Feiyun's hands. One could easily imagine how she was feeling right now.
"Feng Feiyun, I won't let you have your way even if I have to die."
Two divine flames appeared in the consort's eyes. Sparks flew out of her pupils as if they were on the verge of burning.
She activated the divine sense in her body, wanting to burn her body with divine sense.
She already hated Feng Feiyun to the extreme. Even if she couldn't kill Feng Feiyun, she wouldn't let him take her body and let him vent his lust.
Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't let her have her way. Forty divine intents rushed out of his eyes and suppressed the divine intents in order to extinguish them. Consort Beiming suffered a backlash and spat out more blood. Her injuries worsened.
"Be a good girl and maybe I'll give you a quick death." Feng Feiyun said.
She didn't say anything and only gritted her teeth.
Feng Feiyun didn't waste any more time and decided to use extreme measures. He tied her hands up with a vine and hung her up on an old tree with a diameter of three meters. Both of her hands were straightened and her slender body was only able to touch the ground with the tips of her feet.
If a woman was hung up by a man in this position, even a fool would know what was about to happen.
Consort Beiming panicked even more.
Feng Feiyun wasn't in a rush. He stood in front of her and calmly said: "To be honest, I really need women sometimes. To be more precise, normal men aren't immune to beautiful women. I'm also a normal man who needs women."
"Bah!"
Divine Consort Beiming's body trembled on the vine. Her slender waist was constantly twisting. Her towering breasts and slender legs were extremely alluring.
Feng Feiyun rubbed his chin and smiled: "If a man doesn't aim to have the most beautiful woman in the world as his goal, then he is destined to be mediocre for the rest of his life.
Do you know the true meaning of the word 'have'?
Taking it apart meant 'expert'.
A man who doesn't know how to have sex will never become an expert. My goal is to become the strongest in this world. "
Consort Beiming's hair draped down her back, black and shiny. Her eyes peeked out from between her hair. Her red lips slightly opened: "Feiyun, you think this is enough to scare me?
Hehe, you're underestimating me too much. "
Feng Feiyun shook his head and sighed: "To be honest, even if I like women, I choose them in the right way. I'm not really interested in other people's women.
I've always thought that making someone a cuckold is immoral, don't force me! "
"Haha!
You don't dare? "
Consort Beiming laughed. However, her laughter was cut off in the next second. She trembled with a cold sensation on her skin.
"Rip!"
Feng Feiyun tore off her robe and threw it on the ground. Consort Beiming thought that Feng Feiyun wouldn't dare to touch her because she was the Previous Jin Emperor's woman. However, she didn't know that although Feng Feiyun talked about morality, he didn't know what it looked like.
Could morality be eaten?
Consort Beiming Beiming's slender legs were revealed. Every inch was well-proportioned. Her feet were as petite as a jade lotus, her calves without any excess flesh, and her smooth thighs. They were white without a single blemish as if they were carved from white jade.
Her jade-like arms that were suspended in mid-air were also revealed. They were incomparably soft and beautiful, and under the pull of her arms, her sexy collarbone was revealed. The lines were wonderful, and large areas of her snow-white jade-like skin were exposed to the air. In contrast to the surrounding desolate forest, it formed a picture of primitive desire.
"Do you think I dare or not?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"You …"
"Rip!"
Feng Feiyun swiftly tore the consort's robe apart, revealing a perfect and sexy body. Her breasts were full and her waist was slim without any excess flesh. She was even younger than a sixteen-year-old girl.
"Do you still think I dare or not?" Feng Feiyun smiled.
"I'll tell you!" Consort Beiming finally yielded.
Feng Feiyun said: "Sigh!
If you told me earlier, I wouldn't have been so rough with you. "
Her chest heaved up and down. Her eyes turned cold as she gritted her teeth: "But you have to promise me that you won't touch me or kill me."
"I can promise that I won't kill you and I won't f * ck you either. To be honest, I'm not that interested in you."
Feng Feiyun put his hands on the hilt of his saber with a playful smile. He didn't hold back from admiring the consort's body.
"Are you serious?"
Feng Feiyun said: "I'm not a gentleman, but I always keep my word."