Otherworldly Phantom Rogue 3G Network First Release

  For several days, the smooth sailing, Yī Fēng also didn't know how far he had gone, only to see that one by one scenery slowly retreated in the boat's wandering. Perhaps it was Dié Yù Xīn who said something to Xiao Gong, and another boat following behind Dié Yù Xīn left Yī Fēng's line of sight on the second day. At the same time as Yī Fēng felt a great sense of quietness, he also couldn't help but feel some warmth. Dié Yù Xīn seemed to be taking good care of himself. Along the way, they didn't play around on the road, but instead hurried straight to the Imperial Capital.

  Moreover, Die Yun Ru seemed to enjoy sticking behind Yi Feng's back and blowing cool wind. Every morning, she could be seen rushing behind Yi Feng, embracing his waist, her delicate chin leaning against Yi Feng's not-so-broad shoulders, closing her eyes to savor the autumn breeze.

  Feeling the warmth and softness close to him, Yu Feng's heart was ablaze with passion at the same time, but he could only let this captivating body hold him. He still asked in puzzlement: "Why do you like hugging me so much?"

  Her gentle tone left him speechless: "Because holding you makes me feel at ease, as if I've returned to my youth."

  Yi Feng couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for this woman, who treated him as if he were some young man. The women of the imperial family, though radiant and dazzling, always seemed to carry with them a deep sorrow that was beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

  Butterfly Rhythm had a bad habit, that was insomnia and having nightmares at night. Originally, this wasn't a big deal, but the problem was that this woman didn't know if she really thought Yi Feng was harmless or not. She would actually crawl onto Yi Feng's bed every time she couldn't sleep, snuggle into his arms, and start sleeping. Miraculously, as long as she did this, she would sleep exceptionally soundly.

  However, this made Yi Feng extremely bitter. Restricted by the butterfly's profound and mysterious charm, he had been holding back his desires all along. Looking at the demon sleeping peacefully in his arms, his body bursting with flames, yet unable to release them, left him frustrated to tears.

  So, Hou Yi's days were filled with soft jade and warm fragrance. However, he hadn't been happy at all, and couldn't even sleep well every night, rushing to get out of bed as soon as the morning dawned.

  "You really think you're a big shot."

  It was another clear morning, and Ou Feng felt a curvaceous, fiery body wrapped around his back, even feeling the warmth pressing against him. As he floated in his heart, he could only say helplessly.

  "Ah!" The butterfly-like girl giggled and snuggled up to Feng, feeling safe enough to fall asleep. However, thinking of the two of them together, her face flushed slightly.

  Sleeping is indeed sleeping soundly, but the only flaw is that Hou Feng's hands are restless, always groping on his own body, especially the proud convex soft place, which is often visited by this kid.

  Fortunately, Yurin is not that kind of naive young girl, nor does she care about these things. Although a bit embarrassed, compared to being able to sleep peacefully, all this doesn't seem so important anymore. It has to be said, mature women are indeed more open-minded than little girls.

  However, thinking of the hardness that was always pressed against her own body, she felt herself trembling slightly: he was not only a young and inexperienced youth, but also a vigorous and passionate man.

  Dieyun patted her own blushing face, suppressing the slight ripples, and said to Yifeng: "Don't be so anxious. There's still about a week before we arrive at the Imperial Capital."

  Yi Feng turned his head and smiled at Die Yun, who was indeed a woman he considered as his younger brother's. He still had a good impression of her, but it also tortured him.

  "I thought again, I'm not refining some medicine to suppress your charm, so I can do as I please." Yī Fēng smiled and looked at Dié Yùn Xìn, this enchanting woman who was the first thought in any man's mind.

  The butterfly-like woman burst out laughing: "Little guy, don't always think about unhealthy things. You have to understand, ordinary medicine is useless against this."

  Yi Feng sneered, his heart full of disdain: "You think you're funny? If I didn't need the herbs to configure this medicine right now, I wouldn't believe that I couldn't cure you."

  "Little guy! If you want, sister will give it to you. It depends on your performance!!" Die Yun's warm breath made Yi Feng's heart itch as she pressed down on his shoulder.

  "No need! Don't worry! Once I arrive in the Imperial Capital, I'll find what I'm looking for. Ben Shao has ten thousand ways to break your seductive techniques." Yifeng said confidently.

  "Hehe! I'll wait for you then."

  The melodious and charming tone made Ling Feng's Ling Shen go crazy with excitement. This also made Ling Feng make up his mind, wait until he finds those precious herbs, then see how you dare to be arrogant.

  "Let's go for a walk. Drifting on the river all day is tiring." Yurong asked Feng, looking at him with concern.

  "Ah!"

  Yi Feng did not refuse. Although he was in a hurry to rush to the imperial capital, the hostess here was Die Yunru, and if she wanted to rest, he would be useless no matter what he said. Moreover, Die Yunru's urgent journey these days had also made Yi Feng feel grateful, although he knew it wasn't for him, but at least he had benefited from it.

  ……

  It has to be said that drifting on the water for a long time really makes one physically and mentally exhausted. As soon as this foot stepped onto solid ground, the fatigue in my heart also disappeared completely. My mood couldn't help but become relaxed and happy.

  Butterfly charm, no matter where she goes, is the focus of attention, even if that peerless beauty is covered with silk. However, her explosive figure cannot be resisted, and every move exudes an infinite charm that makes all men's throats roll, and some people's noses bleed wildly.

  Yi Feng saw the situation and helplessly smiled bitterly at Die Yun: "I'm telling you, sister, you're already drawing attention to yourself like a dog, so don't use your charms anymore. Not everyone can withstand it."

  "But if you men didn't have ulterior motives in your hearts, no matter how strong my charms were, they wouldn't have any effect."

  "Men who aren't lecherous are still men? They might as well castrate themselves and become eunuchs."

  Dieyun Ru heard Yifeng's words and burst out laughing. Her laughter was loud and joyful, her body shaking violently, causing all the men to gaze at her with fiery eyes, while casting jealous glances at Yifeng standing beside her.

  However, there wasn't a single person who dared to gaze at Yurin for long: they knew that such a woman was not someone they could trifle with.

  Just as Yi Feng was wildly rolling his eyes, his gaze suddenly stopped in one direction. In an instant, the originally ink-black pupils emitted endless hatred. Among them, a fierce and sinister aura was revealed, staring fixedly at that direction, making the originally somewhat handsome face look ferocious and terrifying. The killing intent in his gaze was chilling.

  Dieyun Yinyin also noticed this scene, although she was slightly shocked that the usually playful and irreverent Yi Feng suddenly emitted such a cold and hateful aura, but still asked, "What's wrong?"