The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1045 Confession
Those seaweeds that were originally swaying with the wind seemed to have a sense of wisdom and began to move freely.

They were like vines, enveloping the two of them in the blink of an eye, and went straight to the depths of the "Hell Sea".

Feng Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura of Tianling's seventh-level elementary school was released fiercely, smashing the seaweed that wrapped her up in an instant.

However, the seaweed next to it swept in again.

In the blink of an eye, she was wrapped around her again.

Feng Zhuo shattered again without even thinking about it.

Gradually, she discovered something.

The first thing that wrapped her was a piece of seaweed.

After the seaweed was crushed by her, two seaweeds entangled towards her.

The more she crushed, the more seaweeds wrapped around her, and the spiritual power needed to crush the seaweeds multiplied.

Unless she crushed all the algae in the "Hell Sea", they still couldn't escape the fate of being sent to the depths of the "Hell Sea", and it was still on the basis of exhaustion of spiritual power.

However, how vast is the "Hell Sea"?
The seaweeds growing here can't even be counted, even if Nangong Yan is still there, Feng Zhuo is not sure that he can crush all the seaweeds.

"Nangong!" After Feng Zhuo crushed the seaweed again, he stretched out his hand to Nangongyan.

There was a light in Nangong Yan's eyes, and he immediately pulled her over and held her in his arms.

"Don't waste spiritual power! Let's see where they will take us!" Feng Zhuo leaned in his arms without struggling.

The two of them were soon wrapped in seaweed, and kept going to the depths of the "Hell Sea".

Not long after they left, a bald man appeared where they were standing before, "Damn it, the breath disappeared!"

He stared at the depths of the "Sea of ​​Hell", with a look of dread in his eyes.

In the end, he still didn't go deep, but searched in the "sea of ​​hell".

If you can't find it, then go back and look for those despicable humans. They must know why these two people entered the "sea of ​​hell".

At this time, Nangong Yan and Feng Zhuo were tightly wrapped by those seaweeds.

The bodies of the two were close to each other without gaps, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

They stared at each other, and they could see their own reflections in each other's eyes, but the atmosphere was not at all ambiguous and charming.

"Nangong, tell me!" Feng Zhuo said.

The more Nangong Yan was silent, the more she delayed, and the more she avoided, the more flustered she felt in her heart.

If it didn't affect her in any way, Nangong Yan would never hide it for such a long time.

And she chooses to speak actively at this time, which is also forcing herself.

There is obviously danger ahead, and even if what Nangong Yan said later will make her unacceptable, she will not choose to lose her temper at this time.

She really cherishes this relationship, so she is willing to wrong herself for it.

Nangong Yan held her in his arms, hugged her tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I, that is the soul locked in the tower!"

Nangong Yan buried his head on her shoulder, obviously aware of the stiffness of Feng Zhuo's body, but he didn't say a word, just hugged her tightly.

At this moment, he understands more clearly what kind of position Feng Zhuo occupies in his heart.

"So, that Hudan is you!" Feng Zhuo murmured unconsciously, and then laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)