The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

two hours later.

In front of the gate of a magnificent palace.

Mu Fei lightly moved his lotus steps and walked towards the palace.

Seeing Mu Fei, the four guards guarding the gate immediately leaned over and said, "Miss Ji Ya."

Mu Fei nodded slightly, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth, and entered the palace.

In the hall of the palace, Sveta had already set up a sumptuous banquet, and paced back and forth in front of the table, as if anxiously waiting for someone.

At this time, when he saw Mu Fei's figure walking in, he was overjoyed, and immediately asked Mu Fei to take his seat.

No gossip during the meeting.

Until late at night, the two of them didn't know how much wine they had drunk, and there were scattered wine bottles everywhere.

Mu Fei's face was drunk red, seeing that the timing was almost right, he got up immediately, pretending to be overwhelmed by alcohol, and shook his body slightly.

Seeing him, Sweta flashed beside Mu Fei in an instant, supported his fragrant shoulder with one hand, and said in surprise: "Jia, your alcohol capacity is not so bad, why did you get drunk after drinking so little?"

"I don't know what's going on, I'm so dizzy, please help me to rest."

Sweta's heart skipped a beat, his face was both surprised and happy, secretly thinking that this was Ji Ya hinting at him.

After waving away the four beautiful servants, he said in a deep voice, "Close the door, no matter what noise you hear, no one is allowed to come in tonight, or you will be killed."

"Yes."

The four god servants didn't care about cleaning up, and immediately turned around and exited the palace hall, closing the gate.

In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing him, he also applied a sound-proof circle, and then he half-armed Mu Fei and led him towards his room.

Mu Fei frowned secretly, and felt a big hand caressing his back unscrupulously. He had the urge to kill Sweta at that time, but for the sake of the mission, he could only hold back forcibly.

……

After entering the room.

At this time, Mu Fei has been sent to the bed by Sweta, lying down like a sleeping beauty, his drunken eyes are half-opened and half-closed, charming and seductive.

Sweta stood aside, not daring to move around for a while, staring at Mu Fei's slightly undulating breasts without blinking, feeling as uncomfortable as thousands of ants crawling.

But he understands Ji Ya's character very well, this is a rose with thorns, it can only be admired from a distance, and cannot be profaned close up.

"It's so hot." Mu Fei murmured dreamily, and he untied his skirt casually, revealing a piece of fair and delicate snow-white skin, shining with a faint luster under the candlelight.