Chu Wuyou's words were very serious, and he really didn't want to hurt Feng Cang by saying such things.

However, Feng Cang pretended too much, which forced him to say such words.

At this moment, Feng Cang looked at Chu Wuyou in a daze, she suddenly grinned and sneered, and grabbed Chu Wuyou's hand, her face turned red, and she was already in a state of drunkenness.

"Wuyou, I seem to be a little drunk. Look, you have turned into two shadows. I'm so cold, can you give me a hug?"

After she finished speaking, her gentle body leaned towards Chu Wuyou. If this beauty trick was replaced by someone else, her heart would have been overwhelmed with excitement.

But for Chu Wuyou, who is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, this is really a ridiculous scene.

He leaned back and escaped Feng Cang's attack, but Feng Cang did not give up. While smiling, she hugged Chu Wuyou tightly from behind, and stretched out her hand to gently rub Mosuo on his chest. up.

"Wuyou, how could you treat me like that? Don't push me away, okay? Don't be too ruthless to me. I am a saint and you are a prince. We are a match made in heaven. Did sister Changle tell you that I Bad words? She shouldn't be that kind of person, don't be so indifferent, okay?"

Chu Wuyou stretched out his hand and coldly clasped Feng Cang's wrist, and with a slight force, he dragged Feng Cang, a three-star fighter, a few steps away.

However, Feng Cang was already a top powerhouse on this continent, she quickly stood up and looked at Chu Wuyou's back, with resentful coldness in her eyes.

But in a blink of an eye, her coldness disappeared, replaced by slightly squinted eyes and an intoxicating face. She lifted up her blouse as if sleeping.

As a noble and revered saint, she actually started to take off her clothes. If people knew about this, others would look down on her. This really degraded her character.

"Wuyou, I'm so hot!" Feng Cang imitated the groans of those fireworks girls, gently took off his outer clothes, revealing the round shoulders inside, and hugged Chu Wuyou tightly with his backhand.

A trace of disgust flashed in Chu Wuyou's eyes, and the noble eyebrows swept towards Feng Cang with incomparable coldness. If it was someone else, he would have thrown her out long ago.

If it wasn't for the face of the Dark Huandian and what he wanted to find out, he wouldn't have tolerated Feng Cang so much.

The reason why he kept Feng Cang and got close to her was to find out the reason why she looks similar to Chang Le, if it wasn't for Chang Le, he would have knocked Feng Cang away with his palm.

At this time, Feng Cang was taking off his clothes, and at the same time, he was drinking madly to untie Chu Wuyou's belt, with his eyes slightly squinted, he stripped himself down to only a bellyband in a short while.

And Chu Wuyou has already coldly pulled her hand away, and there is an incomparably cold light in his icy phoenix eyes, looking cruel and evil, "Come on, your saint is drunk!"

He coldly ordered the people outside to fasten his jade belt, not bothering to take a look at Feng Cang's alluring appearance.

It may be tempting to others, but to him, it is a lump of white meat, which is not half as beautiful as his Changle.

At this time, Lianyu and Lianxian ran in quickly, and when they saw the appearance of their saintess's clothes being exposed, they became anxious.

Even though the bondage of the Dark Illusion Palace on women is not like that of the world, but she represents the identity of the Dark Illusion Palace, how can she expose herself like this?

If the word spreads, does she still have a reputation as a saint?

"Saint, wake up, don't make trouble! Don't worry, His Highness will take responsibility for you if he touches you. I just beg you not to make trouble."

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