My Weibo connects three worlds

"I'm not a casual person, I'm going to call you like this."

Knowing that this is futile, Xu Feng still has a little fantasy about it.

For example, it is not unacceptable for Yang Keer to have a beautiful woman save the hero at a critical moment.

It can't be so cheap. Qu Youyu's other personality is the same person, but it is a different individual existence!

"Hehe... you are calling!"

Qu Youyu exhaled like blue, looking at Xu Feng with a strange look.

There was a sly look in that kind of banter, which made Xu Feng feel like a little sheep, while Qu Youyu was the big bad wolf that could eat him.

"Let's have something to say, you are a girl, you should pay attention to your image." Xu Feng earnestly tried to stop Qu Youyu's impulsive behavior.

This is a very bad thing for both parties. How can they combine with each other without an emotional basis?
Combination is fine, you choose a bed anyway!In the pool, it's a bit of a thrill.

Qu Youyu smiled, brushed up her wet hair, and the water droplets from her face slowly flowed down her neck to the tulle clothes and blended into it.

"I just want you to remember me, and never forget it!"

After whispering something in Xu Feng's ear, Qu Youyu ignored Xu Feng's complicated and speechless eyes, and started her revenge plan.

Since her other personality wants to get along with Xu Feng, she will help them both, which is no loss for her.

As long as she can open the door to the Demon Realm, she can abandon anything, even if it is something she has insisted on for thousands of years and is unwilling to give up.

"Oh... be gentle, I'm still a child."

Unable to resist, Xu Feng could only choose to enjoy silently.

It's just that his way of enjoying is a bit special. Even if Qu Youyu was mentally prepared, he had to be impressed by Xu Feng's shameless thoughts.

He just said so righteously, but he really enjoyed it in the end. Doesn't he have any sense of shame?

On the other side, the battle between Yang Ke'er and Wei Wuji was coming to an end, and the battle between the Holy Master and Wei Wuji was the most tragic.

When Wei Wuji slapped the Holy Lord's chest with his palm, and the fiery flames engulfed him, the outcome was decided.

Facing a master like Wei Wuji, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, the Holy Lord was still defeated. His face was full of regret, but there was also a trace of satisfaction.

"After all, we are too conceited..."

Leaving such a sentence, the Holy Master was burned to ashes by the real fire of the sun.

Even the soul can't escape, after all, the real fire of the sun can burn everything.

At the moment when the battle here ended, the will of the temple, which was the incarnation of the Holy Lord, was finally free. Unfortunately, it could no longer breed consciousness, and it could only become a tool to enhance power.

"Go...you're so conceited! You really take yourself seriously, and you're going to harm the gods. If you don't die, who will die?" Yang Ke'er clapped her hands, showing a disgusted expression.

When she came to the unformed god, her face was filled with balls of sadness, and the eyes of the will incarnation of the temple were empty. At this time, the face had become blurred and appeared translucent again.

It has now returned to its own noumenon state, but because it is contaminated with worldly atmosphere, it seems that it can no longer continue to grow.

Wei Wuji was also a little distressed. Originally, this would become the god of Jialou Kingdom, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

The birth of a god is not an easy task, it is really hateful to be destroyed by the Holy Lord like this!
"Does it... feel pain?"

After hesitating for a long time, Wei Wuji asked.

Yang Ke'er shook her head and said: "It's not conscious yet, it doesn't know what pain is, this may be the luckiest thing for it!"

In many cases, even if they are very strong, they can't change anything.

Just like everything in front of them, they really can't do anything, this is its fate.

"buzz"

The space shook, and the enchantment of the temple disappeared.

The two did not continue to stay in the main hall. After a great battle, it was already in ruins, but it was restored after the enchantment disappeared.

The entire temple hasn't changed much, as if everything that happened before didn't exist.

Especially those high-level members of the holy army and the temple did not feel any discomfort because of the stillness of time, they just thought they were in a daze for a few seconds.

But in fact, two hours have passed.

"I am..."

The powerful monks are naturally aware of it, and they also know something about the temple.

Therefore, people like Mo Yuhuan and others have already begun to patrol around the temple at this time, wanting to see if anything happened in the temple that is enough for the Holy Master to launch a defensive barrier.

It's just a pity that the Holy Master has already been reduced to ashes, even if they searched the entire temple, they couldn't find any clues.

However, when Mo Yuhuan came to the palace where the saint was, he found that the secret room in the palace was opened.

"what"

Suddenly, Qu Youyu's startled and angry voice came.

Before Mo Yuhuan had time to react, a person flew towards him, and he raised his hand to block that person, but it turned out to be Xu Feng, who was disheveled.

As the victorious fighter, he is already considered the saint's husband. It is understandable for him to be in the saint's palace, but how could he appear like this?

"Yo... Isn't this Brother Mo?"

Xu Feng straightened his clothes and fastened his belt. Water stains could be clearly seen on the clean clothes, and Xu Feng's hair was also wet.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yuhuan was a little surprised. He thought that the barrier had just been activated, which meant that they were likely to lose consciousness for several hours or even longer.

"You are with the saint..."

Mo Yuhuan didn't finish his sentence, but his eyes expressed the meaning well.

He is very open-minded, obviously he has been secretly in love with the saint for so long, but in the end he got ahead of him, so he didn't have even a little bit of jealousy and resentment.

Such an upright and great person is almost extinct in this world!
"It's nothing, just with the saint..."

It's not good to talk about private matters directly, Xu Feng is going to say it tactfully.

But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded: "What's the matter with the saint?"

Shivering suddenly, Xu Feng turned around with his neck stiff, and found that Yang Ke'er and Wei Wuji were standing not far away, and Yang Keren looked at him with a half-smile.

"Who is she? You have a wife in Daxia, and you are still with the saint..." Mo Yuhuan was a little annoyed, he hated people like Xu Feng who were on two boats.

I thought the saint had found a man who could give her happiness, but I didn't expect it to be a scumbag.

How could he be promiscuous behind his wife's back?And she is such a beautiful wife, doesn't he feel guilty at all?

"No."

Xu Feng felt a big headache, how can this be explained.

The relationship with Yang Ke'er is not clear, and it is definitely impossible to say that she doesn't like her. After all, Yang Ke'er is a gentle girl with a hard mouth and a soft heart, and any man will like her.

"Bah... who is his wife? His wife is Xu Ru."

Yang Ke'er looked at Xu Feng with a smile, and sentenced him to death with one sentence.

Sure enough, Mo Yuhuan's eyes were cold, and he looked like he was going to fight Xu Feng desperately. Just now, he was just the third party of the saint to intervene in other people's feelings, but he immediately became more than just a few lovers.