Walking in the world of martial arts

Chapter 158

Feng Siniang acts on her own, doing her own way, there is nothing in the world she dare not do, and there is nothing she cannot do, she really doesn't know what the word shy is.

In all fairness, she thought Chen Feng's request was by no means harsh.

She's been through worse things before.

Once, when she was taking a bath, thirteen or four robbers peeped at her, but she continued to take a bath in the hot tub without complacency, eventually turning those people into blind men.

Once, Yun Mantian, a big bandit from Qilian Mountain, touched her thigh, and she also gave Yun Mantian a gift—kicking Yun Mantian off the cliff with her jade legs.

Chen Feng just wanted to lean on her thigh for half an hour. This request was really not too much, and she thought it was not too much, but for some reason, her face was already red.

She suddenly found that she seemed a little shy.

Feng Siniang felt unbelievable that something like shyness would happen to her. In order to cover up her shyness, she immediately laughed, making her flowers tremble and charming.

She looked at Chen Feng playfully and said, "I can fulfill my promise at any time, but you have to be careful about one thing."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Feng Siniang said: "Be careful, I will suddenly get up and twist your head off."

As she spoke, she began to twist.

Not twisting the head, but the hands.

Chen Feng put his hand on her left hand.

There was a creaking sound, she exerted so much strength, as if she was about to break her left hand.

Chen Feng felt a stabbing pain, but his expression remained unchanged. He looked at the charming woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "Do you know that I have thought about death before, can you guess how I want to die most?"

Feng Siniang smiled coquettishly, "Could it be that you want to die on a woman's lap?"

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Actually, it's not just on the thighs, it can be anywhere, as long as it can die in the hands of a woman, it's not a pity. This is one of the two ways I want to die the most, and it's also my old favorite. A friend thinks the most likely way to die."

Feng Siniang asked curiously: "Is there another kind?"

Chen Feng smiled lightly and said, "Of course he died by the sword."

"Why is it under the sword, not under the sword?"

Chen Feng said leisurely: "Because I use a sword, but I prefer to like it in the hands of women. I almost died in the hands of women several times in the past."

Feng Siniang sneered: "But you didn't die, but this time you seem to have to die."

"Maybe." Chen Feng looked at the indifferent Feng Siniang and said, "When are you going to let me die?"

Feng Siniang gritted her teeth, stared at the lustful man in front of her and said, "When are you going to die?"

"Better now."

Feng Siniang pushed the table away with one foot, landed on a chair like a bird, patted her soft and extremely elastic thigh, and said, "Then I will fulfill you."

The voice fell, and the wine shop was filled with chills.

Chen Feng smiled, his figure flashed, the man flew with the chair, landed in front of Feng Siniang, and leaned on Feng Siniang's lap without thinking.

Although he didn't feel it with his hands, Chen Feng still felt that the thighs under the pink trousers were extremely soft.

Xiao Shishilang was ready to explode at any time. He thought that Chen Feng must have made some very excessive request, but in the end he found that Chen Feng actually made such a request. He had no choice but to smile wryly.

He couldn't imagine that there would be people in the world who would dare to offend the heroes of the world and seize the deer-cutting knife for such a thing.

He found that except for people like Chen Feng, maybe there was no one else in the world who could do this kind of thing.

Chen Feng enjoys it very much, but enjoying it is also very dangerous.

While Chen Feng was leaning on Feng Siniang's lap to enjoy the boundless beauty of spring, Feng Siniang did something.

She suddenly pulled out the sapphire sword on her waist.

This is a sharp sword, the sword of the great disciple of Aunt Gongsun in the past.

The sword passed through Xiaoyaohou's hand and fell into his hand.

Although this sword does not cut iron like mud, it is also extremely terrifying.

As soon as Feng Siniang drew her sword, she aimed at Chen Feng's throat and stabbed it down. She seemed to be afraid of Chen Feng's resistance, so she still pressed Chen Feng's head with her left hand.

She seemed to be decapitating and eradicating this person who took advantage of her.

Of course Feng Siniang had a reason to do so.

Of course, there were people who took advantage of her before, and she would make those people pay a price that she would never forget in her lifetime, and sometimes she even let those people die.

Now of course she can do the same.

Chen Feng's reflexes were astonishing. He heard the whistling wind, but he didn't move. He still lay quietly, as if in his opinion, decapitation is a small thing, but enjoyment is a big thing.

Feng Siniang had already put the sword at Chen Feng's throat, and the sword suddenly stopped.

She found that Chen Feng didn't move at all, and his body wasn't stiff at all, and Feng Siniang's expression was also moved.

She didn't know how many lustful people she had seen in her life, but generally speaking, lustful people are fatal, and she has never seen a lifeless lustful person like Chen Feng.

Feng Siniang said loudly: "Do you know that I can kill you at any time?"

Chen Feng nodded: "I know."

Feng Siniang said: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Everyone will die, and dying on the lap of a beautiful woman is one of the great pleasures in life."

Chen Feng put away his smile, and suddenly put on a straight face and said: "Kill if you want, don't talk nonsense, don't disturb my enjoyment."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he actually closed his eyes, as if he was letting mermaid go.

Feng Siniang stared at Chen Feng with wide eyes.

She swore that she had never seen such a weird person as Chen Feng in her life.

She found that Chen Feng seemed to really care about his life.

When meeting this kind of person, Feng Siniang found that none of his thousands of methods could be used.

Feng Siniang sighed and said: "My old lady has convinced you. When I meet someone like you, my old lady will admit it."

After speaking, he put away the sword.

She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.

The room also suddenly quieted down.

Xiao Shishilang looked at Chen Feng, who seemed to be asleep, and then at Feng Siniang, whose cheeks were a little blush, showing a strange look.

He has a very deep friendship with Feng Siniang.

Of course he could see that Feng Si Nian, who had always been informal, was really shy at the moment.

He never thought that the word shy would appear on Feng Siniang.

But he found that Feng Siniang was indeed shy.

Xiao Shishilang even thought of a possibility—maybe Feng Siniang fell in love with Chen Feng.

He was a little worried.

It's not that Chen Feng is not good.

In fact, except for Chen Feng's crazy thoughts, Chen Feng can be regarded as a dragon among men in every aspect, but he also knows that Chen Feng is definitely a prodigal son who lives in the world and lives among thousands of flowers.

The prodigal has no home, the prodigal has no heart, the prodigal is even heartless.

No matter which woman fell in love with such a prodigal son, it was very painful.

He didn't want his elder sister to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors.

While Xiao Shishilang was thinking and worrying, Chen Feng suddenly sat up straight.

Not even half an hour.

Feng Siniang also opened her eyes all of a sudden, the blush faded from her face, she frowned and said, "Are you satisfied?"

Chen Feng sighed: "It's only a quarter of an hour, I even want to lie down for an hour, how can I be satisfied?"

"In that case, why are you getting up?"

Chen Feng said leisurely: "Because if you don't get up again, maybe there is no way to get up."

Of course, Feng Siniang didn't know the reason, because the sound of drumming horseshoes sounded in the distance.

She, who has experienced many battles, also felt the murderous aura floating in the air.

What Xiao Shishilang smelled was not only murderous, but also a faint smell of blood.

Just as Chen Feng was answering Feng Siniang's question, something suddenly smashed the window and fell in front of them with a bang.

This thing is a person.

Xiao Shishilang, Feng Siniang, and Chen Feng have all met people once.

One-armed Eagle King Sikong Shu.

Sikong Shu is here.

But Sikong Shu is already a dead man.

Then three more people appeared, also acquaintances.

Zhao Wuji, Hai Lingzi, Tu Xiaotian.

These three defeated generals also came, but they were not dead, but living.

(End of this chapter)