"Forehead......"
Yanliang didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he hurriedly shook the flying wings behind him and said, "Then how can I fly like this?"
Zhou Qimeng's body rose and fell a few times, and then she realized something was wrong. She hurriedly released her arms and replied calmly: "Oh!"
Just when Yanliang thought Zhou Qimeng was about to go down, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, and then the other party turned around, turned to his chest in a strange posture, and hung his head on his shoulder.
"That's enough!"
"you......"
In this way, the flying wings can be used, but Yanliang feels the firmness and softness from his chest, as well as the touch from his tightly clamped waist, which makes him enjoy it a little.
Luosha Nu and Feng Sanniang's eyes flashed with light, and they straightened their plump breasts and hugged Yan Liang's arm tightly.
\"Master, how good does this feel?\"
"Master Liang Yan, it seems he likes this feeling."
"Forehead......"
Feeling the touch on his arms, Yanliang's body suddenly swayed slightly, and his body felt a little hot.
"You goblins..."
He secretly thought, and hurriedly suppressed the restlessness, blocked the touch of his body, cleared his throat, and said: "There are changes in this ruins, so you should concentrate on your journey."
"Haha~~"
Seeing this, the two women immediately let go of their hands, covered their mouths and laughed softly. However, a gust of wind blew and the two women felt cold to the bone, so they hugged Yanliang's arm tightly, and then they felt warmer.
The four of them quickly passed through the grassland in this strange posture. However, the deeper they went, the lower the temperature became and the pressure became greater and greater.
They soon reached the end of the grassland, but at this moment, on the ground in the distance, a person was walking back with difficulty.
The man's whole body was trembling, and the protective barrier condensed on his body was extremely dim, as if it might be broken at any time.
Feng Sanniang saw this man from a distance and gritted her teeth. She wanted to cut him into pieces, but she didn't dare. After all, the man was the son of the head of the Shi family.
That was a family that could be on an equal footing with his Feng family. If they killed their young master, it would definitely trigger a war between the two families.
This matter can only be reported to my father after I return home before making a decision.
At this time, the man also discovered them. Like a life-saving straw, he used all the strength in his body and shouted: "May I ask who the senior is? Please save my life. I, the historian, will be deeply grateful."
Feng Sanniang was afraid that Young Master Liang Yan would take action, so she quickly said: "Young Master Liang Yan, this person is the young master of the Shi family and is extremely insidious. We were in danger only because of him. We cannot be saved."
Hearing the news of the young master of the Shi family, Zhou Qimeng hurriedly turned her head and gritted her teeth and said: "This man deserves to die, please help me kill him!"
"Then I'll give him a ride."
Yanliang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the shuttle arrow shot out. The opponent had no time to react before it was pierced through the forehead and frozen in the snow.
Even if they didn't speak up, he wouldn't let the Shi family go, because he had already been at odds with the Shi family before entering the ruins, so there was no reason to hold back.
Feng Sanniang felt warm in her heart, glanced at Yan Liang with some gratitude, and silently hugged her arms tighter.
"You did me this favor. I'll ask Daddy to give you some treasures later."
After Zhou Qimeng finished speaking, she curled up again and hung her head on his shoulder.
Phantom put away the opponent's storage device, and Yanliang continued to fly forward, and soon came to a ruins.
The ruins have long been covered by heavy snow, but the appearance of broken walls can still be seen.
Many of them were rotten and would collapse from time to time in the heavy snow, making loud noises.
Looking at the deserted ruins, Yan Liang was cautious and prepared to enter it with all his strength, but he flew for dozens of miles without encountering any danger.
But the three girls were miserable, because they always heard all kinds of strange noises, and the temperature was getting colder and colder. The two girls clung to Yanliang tightly.
Zhou Qimeng buried her head in his arms, shivering all the way, and finally cried, almost in a begging tone, and said: "This place is too scary, Liang Yan, take me away quickly here."
Despite this, she still did not give up, and even said that she would not return until she picked the "Soul Shaping Fruit".
Just like this, he flew for dozens of miles and arrived at the edge of the ruins.
Before they even got out of the ruins, they saw from a distance a large, pitch-black tree at the end of the ruins. The tree was more than ten feet tall, with little spiritual lights flickering on it.
"Very good!"
Feng Sanniang looked at the big tree and said excitedly: "Master Liang Yan, that is the 'Soul Shaping Fruit' tree. Let's go there quickly."
"Oh~"
Zhou Qimeng turned her head lazily, looked behind her, and muttered: "What a big tree."
The Rakshasa girl didn't say a word, but her eyes were full of expectation, and her hands hugging her master unconsciously increased a bit more forcefully.
Yanliang turned his head, looked at her, smiled slightly, and said, "Then you should hurry up!"
After saying that, he suddenly flapped his flying wings, and the four people immediately turned into a stream of light. In a blink of an eye, they came to the big tree, released the wild sword, retracted their flying wings, and hovered in the air.
He looked at the pale white, fist-sized, mangosteen-like spirit fruit in front of him, released his mind power, and began to look at it carefully.
"Oh my god~~"
Feng Sanniang suddenly screamed, and her plump breasts pressed tightly against Yan Liang's arm. She stared at the tree full of spiritual fruits with gleaming eyes, and exclaimed: "There are so many... ..”
"Let me count~~"
Zhou Qimeng hurriedly turned around and sat on Yan Liang's shoulders. She put her palms slightly in front of her eyes to cover the heavy snow, and then started counting, "One, two, three, four..."
The Rakshasa girl glanced at her, with some dissatisfaction in her eyes, but the master didn't speak, so she couldn't say much, so she looked at Feng Sanniang and asked, "Weren't there so many in the past?"
Feng Sanniang nodded and replied: "Well, generally you can only pick three. If you are lucky, you can get four. The most recorded one time is only five, and each person will only encounter one." A soul-shaping fruit tree."
But when she said this, her face became serious, "Every time my Feng family is opened, dozens of people are sent in, but less than 10% of them can get out alive."
"Stop counting, there are thirty-six in total."
Yan Liang withdrew his telekinesis and angrily shouted: "Get down quickly!"
As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head back, trying to squeeze the other person out, but Zhou Qimeng suddenly yelled "Ah" and cursed angrily: "You... you are a scoundrel, you are looking for me." beat!"
