Beast Concubine Night Crazy: The Untamable Female Slave

Everyone was stunned, whether it was Hanshilin, Tianxiang Empire, or people from Poetic Tiancheng, everyone had a shocked expression.

Before getting Lu Fei's identity, maybe everyone dared to yell at them unscrupulously, but when the identity of the young master of Poetic Tiancheng was revealed, at least half of the people's voices fell silent.

But now, Leng Meiying actually dared to say such heaven-defying words when she found out the identity of the other party. I can't speak.

"Hahahaha, okay, that's great. It's been a long time since I dared to talk to me like that. You're really a hero among women."

Lu Fei didn't seem to be angry at all, but looked at Leng Meiying and clapped his hands in admiration.

This kind of approach, in Lu Fei's own opinion, is naturally extremely generous, but in the eyes of Leng Meiying or Yelin who dislike him, they think this guy is too cheap.

Being scolded is still so fun, it's just so embarrassing to the extreme.

Yan Ruyu also stood up at this time to flatter her.

"Yes, yes, Leng girl can definitely match your brilliance and martial arts."

Lu Fei smiled unequivocally, and looked at Leng Meiying greedily, as if he wanted to snatch him over with his eyes.

This kind of look is very common, at least today Leng Meiying has seen more than two times, one time is that idiot Prince Yu Zhixiang, and one time is the young master of this poetic city.

Leng Meiying couldn't help laughing coldly.

"I Leng Meiying, when did I become something that everyone can miss? It seems that I can't be merciful!"

With a soft sigh, Leng Meiying stepped out.

That lotus white figure was as ethereal and swift as a crane.

Leng Meiying is like a checkpoint that turns the mechanism. When she moves, Hanshilin's battle sequence also moves at the same time.

Although most people have concerns and fears about the terrifying existence of the Poetic Heavenly City, but in the real battle, there is no one who is afraid of it.

The silver-armored warriors on the corpses of those monsters saw Han Shilin's people rushing up without any hesitation under the leadership of Leng Meiying, and they were all furious.

"Bold, how dare you attack the young master!" Dozens of silver-armored warriors roared in unison, and then rushed towards Leng Meiying and the others like dumplings. The upward rush was even faster.

However, the battle in this world is not won by whoever rushes fast.

Just when these people were about to rush up and beat up Leng Meiying and the others, the ten or so people who rushed the fastest suddenly felt as if their feet were being grabbed by an iron claw.

The figure that had risen from the sky fell down from mid-air without any hesitation.

This picture is like a dozen giant hands suddenly growing out of the ground, grabbing these people from the ground, and then turning their big arms left and right, throwing them down fiercely.

The one who can do this kind of strange trick is naturally the rabbit with a smirk on his face.

The insidiousness of the rabbit is fully revealed at this time.

It is still the same old tune, the moment these silver armored warriors fell to the ground, countless local yellow giant hands appeared on the ground again, and these giant hands locked the waists of these silver armored warriors, clasped his arms, There are even those who directly smash their heads into the soil.