Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

This was the first time Zuo Feng felt death. It was not the unexpected changes during his previous practice that made him feel that death was infinitely close, as if his life was gradually fading away.

In the past, when he practiced, there were special situations. Zuo Feng was mostly in a state where he could not control himself. And when he finally felt death approaching, he was mostly in a very bad state, or even a little confused.

But the feeling now was completely different from those. Although he knew that he was in the realm of spiritual extremes, and although he knew that what he saw and what happened might not be real, his vision, hearing, smell, and touch were all so real.

Especially the battle with the ghost catcher, it was even more real. The changes in his body's aura and mental power were completely what he would experience when he was really fighting with the enemy. Moreover, he did not have a situation where his body was out of control. He was even facing the ghost catcher in the best state.

The taste of being pierced by the enemy was so real that Zuo Feng could even clearly see his blood dripping from the opponent's pale gloves.

There was a tearing pain in the body, and the throat was shaking violently. He wanted to make a sound, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood spurted out.

The spiritual energy in the body was gradually dissipating, dissipating and returning to the world. The power of thought was also constantly dissipating. Because of the existence of the sea of ​​thought, Zuo Feng remained extremely sober.

A strong wind hit his lower back. Zuo Feng knew that the opponent was stepping hard, but he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Bang"

With a low sound, he was kicked hard in the lower back, and his body flew forward and fell heavily on the ground. Because the power of this kick was too great, his body was still rolling forward after landing. He saw the ghost catcher slowly retracting his feet in the distance, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

That smile was cruel, but also carried a bit of disdain and mockery, as if killing him was insignificant to him.

From the bottom of his heart, he grew a strong unwillingness and anger, but he failed, and he lost the battle against the ghost catcher. I don't know why Zuo Feng felt that this was real. He was facing a real ghost catcher. Although he was unwilling, he was defeated by the other party.

Everything was far beyond his expectations. It can be said that every aspect of the ghost catcher was much higher than expected. It was not only himself who was prepared, but the other party was also more fully prepared.

But everything seemed reasonable. The ghost catcher did not show a strength beyond reality because he was in the spiritual realm.

The opponent was indeed strong, but the opponent was only slightly higher than himself, and it was precisely this part that made him die in the end.

The ghost-like skills gave the opponent the upper hand. He could only fight hastily after losing the initiative. In addition, he had never encountered such an opponent. After losing the upper hand, he was suppressed everywhere. More importantly, his mental attack was ineffective, which made Zuo Feng lose his mind.

Thinking carefully, since this ghost catcher was connected with Yao Zhen and Hua Qi, he naturally knew his mental attack methods, and it was normal to be on guard. This is a deliberate plan. Now it seems that he really underestimated this opponent called the ghost catcher.

Zuo Feng, lying on the ground, could not move his body at all. His mental power also dissipated. A deep sleepiness came over him. Zuo Feng felt that his body became as light as nothing. He was really dead and was killed by the ghost.

Floating in the air, Zuo Feng himself was also confused and didn't know whether he was dead or still in the spiritual realm.

In the confusion, Zuo Feng felt as if he was falling down. This feeling was not good, because he had a premonition that if he continued to fall, he might not die, but the trial would probably fail completely.

The next moment, Zuo Feng felt as if he had fallen into a very soft place. A faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. The fragrance seemed to be able to intoxicate people. Smelling this intoxicating smell, Zuo Feng gradually opened his eyes.

I saw myself lying on a big bed. There were gauze curtains hanging around the big bed, which made people feel that the scenery outside was blurred and unreal.

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared outside the gauze curtain. The figure was very cute and could be recognized as a woman at a glance.

Zuo Feng could not feel any signs of injury on his body, as if he had returned to normal, but he was reluctant to move when he smelled the faint fragrance floating all over the bed.

The beautiful figure came outside the gauze curtain and gently lifted it up, revealing a charming face. It was Yao Qiuer, the young master of the Yao family.

Yao Qiuer in front of him was only wearing a small dress, and the thin clothes wrapped her soft and charming figure in an exquisite manner. Although she was only a little girl of sixteen or seventeen, she had already seen her size and was no less tempting than a mature woman.

Yao Qiuer smiled sweetly at him, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks. At this time, there was a rustling sound on the other side of the big bed. When Zuo Feng turned his head subconsciously, he saw Su Yan, who was also wearing a small dress, lifting the gauze curtain and looking at him.

Su Yan and Yao Qiuer looked at each other, and they could see a hint of hostility flashing in their eyes at the same time, but in the end it was all replaced by shyness.

As if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, they raised their legs and got on the bed at the same time. The two of them were wearing small clothes, sitting on the edge of the big bed with their knees bent, and half of their smooth white jade legs were exposed at the same time. The two women wore shoes and socks, and their white and tender feet like green bamboo shoots appeared so naturally. In front of you.

Although Zuo Feng obviously felt that something was wrong, he seemed to find it reasonable. This weird feeling was like immediately recognizing Guizhan's identity after seeing him for the first time.

Watching the two women climb onto the bed gently, Zuo Feng suddenly felt his mouth dry and his breathing short. This was even more difficult than fighting the ghost hunter. He suddenly lost his position and didn't know how to resist.

"Feng Lang, Sister Su and I have agreed that from now on we are willing to coexist peacefully and serve you together."

Yao Qiu'er slowly lifted her other leg onto the bed, half lowering her head and whispered shyly. There was a bit of boldness in that shyness, which made any man unable to help but hug her when he saw it. A lot of love and affection in my arms.

But Zuo Feng knew that this was not possible and could never passively accept it. This was a test for himself, but he had no idea how to break the situation, so now he could only passively accept it all.

"Husband, after today we can always call you this. You know our friendship for you, and you also know that we finally reconciled for you. From now on, when we are together, you must not only favor Sister Yao and neglect Yan'er."

Suyan said softly with a softness she had never shown before. She was already kneeling on the bed, supporting her body with both hands and crawling to Zuo Feng's side.

When Zuo Feng found out, Su Yan and himself were already very close, and both of them could feel the other's slightly warm breath.

There was a burning sensation in his lower abdomen, and Zuo Feng felt the urge to reach out and hug him, but he gritted his teeth and resisted holding on to the silk mattress on the bed with both hands.

"Xixissuosuo"

There was a scraping sound of clothes, and when Zuo Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, Yao Qiu'er had slowly taken off the thin clothes, revealing the pockets tightly wrapped around his important parts. At this glance, Zuo Feng felt his head. There was a sudden roar, and the fragrance seemed to act like a catalyst, turning Zuo Feng into a beast.

When Zuo Feng came to his senses, he found that he had already held both Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er in his arms. The softness of the two people's chests pressed against their own ribs. It seemed that there was a tiny bulge in it, which gradually became firmer. A feeling of suffocation that was about to explode came from the lower body. Zuo Feng felt that he was "lost". .

"Feng Lang, this is my first time, so you have to be gentle."

"Husband, hold me tight. I want to be in your arms for the rest of my life. I want to never be separated from you."

Breathing like orchid is like penetrating into the body, teasing Zuo Feng's most primitive desires. The gentle and unbearable feeling makes Zuo Feng feel like an arrow is on the string and he has to release it.

Zuo Feng clearly knew that this was a test, and that he should never deal with it this way, but he just couldn't resist such a "beautiful" feeling.

The moment Zuo Feng put his big hands into the clothes of the two women, the real and unparalleled smooth touch completely made Zuo Feng melt.

At this moment, the whole person seemed to be sinking downwards, sinking deeper, and he failed again.

At this critical moment, a silhouette in white suddenly appeared in Zuo Feng's mind. The figure in white was so familiar. The moment he saw the silhouette in white, Zuo Feng shouted crazily in his heart: "Chen Die, It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be.”

As if he had finally gained a bit of strength, a bit of strength to resist everything around him, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and pushed back the two delicate bodies in his arms.

Seeing the resentful eyes and dejected expressions of the two women, Zuo Feng felt as if a knife had been cut out of his heart, but this feeling made him more sober.

He stepped hard on the bed and finally made up his mind to leave, although he was still a little bit reluctant to leave, with such a sour taste.

However, Zuo Feng's body had already flown away. Just when his body was about to hit the gauze tent, his whole body suddenly became light and airy.

Everything in front of him became blurry and unrecognizable again, or it could be said to be a complete chaos, but Zuo Feng vaguely felt that his body was not falling but floating upward this time.

Taking a breath secretly, Zuo Feng knew that he had finally survived this second test. If he failed again, he might not have any chance.