My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

Zhou Yaoyun could tell from Zhao Linfeng's twitching eyelids and slightly distorted expression that he had figured out the reason.

He sighed faintly and said, "Junior Brother Zhao, I had no feelings for you from the beginning, why are you so stubborn?

Even without the master, we can't be together.

Now, I am willing to stay by my master's side, and go through fire and water with him, and never leave him!"

Qin Weiler and Murong Qingcheng glanced sideways at the fairy-like woman beside them.

It seems like you haven't been with Qin Yu for long, but you're so devoted to him?

Qin Yu’s popularity with women is just too good, isn’t it?

"Zhou Yaoyun, you bitch!"

Zhao Linfeng clenched his fists. Zhou Yaoyun's words were like a sharp sword, piercing his heart and wearing out his last bit of patience.

The most fatal thing was that Zhou Yaoyun said it in front of so many people. She would rather choose a warrior than him, a Jindan-stage cultivator.

This is like grinding his face on a grinding machine, without adding water, grinding it dry, the kind that sparks fly.

Zhao Linfeng was about to collapse, his face twisted into a ball: "Zhou Yaoyun, I, Zhao Linfeng, swear, if you fall into my hands, I will whip you until you are swollen, and whip you until you beg for mercy!"

Zhou Yaoyun frowned, without much expression on her face. She actually knew very well that Zhao Linfeng's gentle and elegant appearance was all pretend.

His current vicious, paranoid and crazy appearance is his true appearance.

Since everyone was now at loggerheads, Zhou Yaoyun no longer had any psychological burden. She just said indifferently, "Zhao Linfeng, my master has the right to whip me until I am swollen, but you don't!"

"what...."

Zhao Linfeng clenched his fists and roared to the sky: "Zhou Yaoyun, I will not be a human being unless I skin you alive. Brother Duan, please lend me a hand. The remaining two women are not bad, they are all yours."

Duan Yunxie glanced at Qin Weiler and Murong Qingcheng, both of whom were stunning beauties.

Men, all like that tune, questioning Cao thieves, understanding Cao thieves, and becoming Cao thieves.

You might think that chopsticks used by others and cups drunk from by others are dirty.

The only thing is that when you see a beautiful woman with fair skin and long legs on the street, even if you know in your heart that there is a man behind her who is fucking her to the point of vomiting, you will not think it is dirty and you will be very eager to have an in-depth exchange with the beautiful woman.

"Haha, no problem, no problem..."

Duan Yunxie smiled in a very lewd way.

"Huang Lingtian, come on, capture Zhou Yaoyun!"

Zhao Linfeng knew that he was no match for Zhou Yaoyun, so he let Huang Lingtian serve as a free thug.

"Bloody clothes, come on."

Duan Yunxie tilted his head.

"Yes, Dad!"

As Xueyi bent down, he pulled out two red swords from his back. They seemed to be dripping with blood and looked strange and eerie.

The sea of blood behind him also began to surge.

A pair of eyes also turned scarlet.

With a move of his feet, he pounced towards Zhou Yaoyun.

Duan Yunxie held the rusty Spear of Longinus in his hand, half-closed his eyes, and waited for an opportunity.

Two pseudo-angels stood behind him, motionless.

“Sister Yunyun, you deal with that little girl, and we’ll deal with Huang Lingtian. I fought him in the Royal Family before, and even if I’m the Reincarnation Martial Emperor now, I can still beat him down!”

Qin Weiler said with a proud look.

Zhou Yaoyun actually looked younger than Qin Weier and Murong Qingcheng. After all, she was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and her powerful spiritual energy could definitely make her grow younger.

However, out of respect for the strong, Qin Weiler called her sister.

"it is good."

Zhou Yaoyun also knew that although the little girl Xueyi looked petite and delicate, she was a greater threat than Huang Lingtian.

Huang Lingtian has not fully awakened, and his combat power has a limit.

However, she has never figured out the upper limit of Bloody Clothes' combat power.

"Huang Lingtian, I was able to abuse you in the royal family back then, and I can still abuse you now!"

Qin Weiler spread out her palms, and two blazing flames appeared.

She has dealt with warriors so many times and knows their shortcomings.

It means that the warrior has not mastered the technique.

For example, for fire-related abilities, warriors not only rely on defense, but also rely on the suppression of realm, such as using sword energy to destroy flames.

If the strength is equal, the psychic will definitely have the advantage.

"go...."

Qin Weiler shook her wrist, and the two flames grew in the wind, from the size of a fist to the size of a millstone. Finally, they kept splitting, and the two flames turned into dozens of fire rains, carrying thick smoke, and smashed towards Huang Lingtian.

Murong Qingcheng certainly wouldn't be idle either. She transformed herself directly, and a layer of white, delicate coverage appeared on her face and arms.

There are also several white tails floating behind it.

The Nine Ghost Tower was spinning in her palm, and when she threw it, it turned into a giant tower of a hundred meters in size.

It appeared before everyone's eyes, filled with an inexplicable sense of oppression from a giant object.

There is red magma flowing on it, like a red dragon.

As the Reincarnation Martial Emperor, Huang Lingtian's fighting power was definitely compromised. In addition, Emperor Li held back and did not give him any magic weapons or teach him any magic. Even if he could use magic, they were only simple ones based on his memories of his previous life.

Seeing that Qin Weiler dared to provoke him, he felt a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to show it.

Even so, he possesses combat power comparable to that of a war god and should not be underestimated.

He took a step forward and grabbed the void with both hands. The whole space rippled, and with a loud bang, the steps shattered into pieces.

It rotated in the air, constantly merging, and finally turned into a round stone ball.

One hit Qin Weiler and the other hit Murong Qingcheng.

In the face of absolute strength, any fancy martial arts or magic are useless.

Bang bang....

Qin Weiler didn't dare to fight back and quickly retreated. Metal walls kept appearing in front of her, and more than ten floors appeared in one breath.

The stone ball that Huang Lingtian threw at her was like a bullet fired from a Barrett, carrying with it a rolling wave of air, constantly piercing through the metal wall blocking Qin Weiler.

It took at least seven or eight holes to pierce through before the potential energy began to weaken.

Murong Qingcheng's spirit tower was hit by the stone ball and flew out at an angle.

Huang Lingtian seized the opportunity and pounced towards Murong Qingcheng. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight sword energies with flashing green light shot towards Murong Qingcheng.

In his opinion, Murong Qingcheng is easier to deal with than Qin Weiler, the psychic.

Seeing that Murong Qingcheng was in danger, Qin Weiler waved her hands continuously, and metal spears whistled towards Huang Lingtian's back.

At the same time, he quickly flew to Murong Qingcheng and stood side by side with her.

"Young Master Huang, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

A woman's voice sounded.

Meng Xianyun appeared with her mummy.