My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

From Zhao Linfeng's constantly twitching eyelids and somewhat distorted expression, Zhou Yaoyun could tell that he had figured out the reason.

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

Even without an owner, we could never be together.

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

Qin Weier and Murong Qingcheng glanced sideways at the ethereal woman beside them.

She and Qin Yu haven't known each other for very long, yet she's already so devoted to each other?
Qin Yu's luck with women is just too good, isn't it?

"Zhou Yaoyun, you bitch!"

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

The most fatal flaw was that Zhou Yaoyun said it in front of so many people: she would rather choose a martial artist than a Golden Core cultivator like him.

This is like grinding his pride down on a sander, dry grinding without water, the kind that produces sparks.

Zhao Linfeng was on the verge of collapse, his face contorted in pain: "Zhou Yaoyun, I, Zhao Linfeng, swear that if you fall into my hands, I will whip you until you are swollen and beg for mercy!"

Zhou Yaoyun frowned slightly, her face expressionless. She knew very well that Zhao Linfeng's gentle and refined demeanor was all an act.

His current state—ruthless, obsessive, and insane—is his true nature.

Now that everyone has thrown caution to the wind, Zhou Yaoyun felt no qualms. She simply said indifferently, "Zhao Linfeng, my master has the right to whip me until I'm swollen, but you don't!"

"what"

Zhao Linfeng clenched his fists, looked up to the sky and roared, "Zhou Yaoyun, I swear I won't rest until I've skinned you alive! Brother Duan, please lend me a hand. The remaining two women are quite nice, they're both yours."

Duan Yunxie's gaze swept over Qin Weier and Murong Qingcheng; both were stunning beauties.

Men, you know, all love that kind of attitude: questioning Cao Cao, understanding Cao Cao, and becoming Cao Cao.

People might think that chopsticks or cups that others have used are dirty.

The only thing you'll find on the street is a woman with fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs. Even if you know in your heart that there's a man behind her who's had sex with her to the point of nausea, you won't feel disgusted. You'll be very eager to have a deep conversation with this beautiful woman.

"Hehe, no problem, no problem."

Duan Yun's smile was extremely lewd.

"Huang Lingtian, charge! Capture Zhou Yaoyun!"

Zhao Linfeng knew he was no match for Zhou Yaoyun, so he used Huang Lingtian as a free henchman.

"Blood-stained clothes, go."

Duan Yunxie tilted his head slightly.

"Yes, Dad!"

As Xueyi bent down, she pulled out two red swords from her back, which seemed to still be dripping with blood and looked eerie and sinister.

The sea of ​​blood behind them began to churn.

His eyes also turned scarlet.

With a light step, he lunged at Zhou Yaoyun.

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

Two false 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 back then, and even if he's now the Reincarnation Martial Emperor, I can still beat him down!"

Qin Weier said with an arrogant expression.

Zhou Yaoyun actually looks younger than Qin Weier and Murong Qingcheng. After all, she is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the powerful spiritual energy can definitely make her age in reverse.

However, out of respect for the strong, Qin Weier called her "sister." "Okay."

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

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

However, she never figured out the upper limit of Blood Robe's combat power.

"Huang Lingtian, I could bully you back in the royal family, and I can still bully you now!"

Qin Weier opened her palm, and two blazing flames appeared.

She has dealt with martial artists so many times that she knows their weaknesses.

It means the martial artist hasn't mastered any techniques.

Take fire-type abilities for example. Besides relying on defense, martial artists also rely on the suppression of their realm, such as using sword energy to destroy flames.

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

"go"

Qin Wei'er flicked her wrist, and the two balls of flame swelled in the wind, growing from the size of a fist to the size of a millstone. Finally, they split into dozens of fireballs, accompanied by thick smoke, and crashed down on Huang Lingtian.

Murong Qingcheng certainly wouldn't be idle either; she immediately transformed, and a layer of fine white downy hair appeared on her face and arms.

Several white tails floated behind it.

The Nine Ghost Pagoda spun rapidly in her palm, and with a toss, it transformed into a giant tower a hundred meters in size.

It appeared before everyone's eyes, filled with an inexplicable sense of oppressive power.

Red lava flowed on top, resembling red dragons.

As a reincarnated Martial Emperor, Huang Lingtian's combat power was definitely somewhat reduced. In addition, Emperor Li had held back, not giving him any suitable magic weapons or teaching him any spells. Relying on his memories from his previous life, even if he could use spells, they were only some simple ones.

Seeing that Qin Weier 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 a martial god, and should not be underestimated.

He took a step forward, grabbed at the void with both hands, and the entire space rippled. With a loud boom, the steps shattered completely.

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

One was thrown at Qin Weier, and the other at Murong Qingcheng.

In the face of absolute power, any fancy martial arts techniques or spells are useless.

bang bang
Qin Weier dared not confront them head-on, and quickly retreated. Metal walls kept appearing in front of her, more than ten layers in one go.

The stone ball that Huang Lingtian hurled was like a bullet fired from a Barrett rifle, carrying rolling shockwaves as it pierced through the metal wall blocking Qin Weier's path.

It pierced through at least seven or eight sections before the potential energy began to weaken.

Murong Qingcheng's spirit tower was knocked off course by the stone ball and flew off at an angle.

Seizing the opportunity, Huang Lingtian lunged at Murong Qingcheng. With a casual wave of his hand, seven or eight sword energies flashing with azure light shot towards Murong Qingcheng.

In his opinion, Murong Qingcheng was easier to deal with than Qin Weier, who was also a superhuman.

Seeing that Murong Qingcheng was in danger, Qin Weier waved her hands continuously, and metal spears shot towards Huang Lingtian's back with a whooshing sound.

At the same time, it quickly flew to Murong Qingcheng's side and stood beside her.

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

A woman's voice rang out.

Meng Qianyun appeared with her mummified corpse. (End of Chapter)