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The only good thing recently is that Feng Ye has made a breakthrough. The stronger the people around her, the better. Feng Aoran was just about to have some fun, but the acuity of the special forces made her nerves sensitive again. Besides them, there are other people here.

There is a third person here.

"Who is it, come out."

Feng Aoran stood up and shouted. Feng Ye, who was still immersed in the joy of breakthrough, looked around for a few times and even radiated his spiritual power, but he didn't notice anyone at all.

"You are too sensitive, there is no one at all."

Feng Aoran glanced at him, still looking wary. Some things were innate, such as the sixth sense. She never doubted her own feelings.

The forest at night, the whistling evening wind, and the half-bright silver moon in the sky all seemed very strange when combined together. Feng Aoran tensed his body and suddenly stared at a tree not far away.

superior.

"come out."

"Hahaha, that's really interesting."

A somewhat surprised voice came from the treetop, and then a man wearing a silver robe and a silver mask jumped down from the tree.

He looked at Feng Aoran in surprise, and then looked at her balls, "Tsk, tsk, I was still thinking about someone who noticed my existence, but I couldn't find out her depth. It turns out that she is just an ordinary person. Little sister, you

Can you tell me why? In return, I can solve your trouble." The mysterious man in the mask stretched out his fingers and gently tapped the chrysanthemum egg in Feng Aoran's arms, and said with a hint of confusion.

Feng Aoran subconsciously took a step back. The man in front of her gave her a very dangerous feeling, and there was also a trace of imperceptible familiarity.

"Why should I trust you?"

"I can kill you easily, so you have no choice. I'm in a good mood today, so I don't want to kill. It's better for you to answer my questions obediently." The masked god played with his fingers and brought out the words.

He has the majesty of a superior person.

Feng Aoran thought for a while and then said: "Okay, it's okay to tell you. I just have a more accurate sixth sense."

"Sixth sense? What is this?" The mysterious man in the mask was very interested in the words Feng Aoran said.

Feng Aoran smiled and said: "Humans have five senses, also called the five senses, hearing, smell, touch, taste, and vision. In addition to these five senses, there is occasionally a feeling like a premonition. This is the sixth sense, and women

The sixth sense is stronger, and many women call it women’s intuition.”

"What a woman's intuition. You are so interesting that I want to take you back to be Mrs. Yazhai." The mysterious man in the mask laughed. Looking at Feng Aoran in front of him, he became more and more pleasing to his eyes.

"Although you are more powerful, we are not easy to bully. You can't try to influence her." Feng Ye fiercely pulled Feng Aoran behind him, and then made a protective gesture.

The mysterious man in the mask curled his lips, pulled Feng Ye away, and then hit him on the head as if he was dissatisfied: "You really have no sense of humor at all. Okay, it's getting late, and I always do what I promised.

It’s done, little girl, come here.”

There was no choice. Feng Aoran was always willing to let nature take its course. She held the chrysanthemum egg and walked over. The mysterious man in the mask glanced at her, as if he was hesitant to speak. In the end, he did not speak. He stretched out his hand.

He gently stroked the chrysanthemum pattern on the chrysanthemum egg. No one saw it. There was a faint golden light in his palm. The golden color represented the infinite energy.

The chrysanthemum egg moved under the touch of the mysterious man in the mask, and then seemed to stick to the hand of the mysterious man in the mask like a spoiled child. Feng Aoran saw that the chrysanthemum egg rebelled so easily, and for a moment she didn't know what expression to use.

Maybe this is a female egg, a good masculine one.

The chrysanthemum egg was tired of being in the mysterious man's arms for a long time, and then slowly returned to Feng Aoran's hand. At this time, the chrysanthemum egg was already light and airy.

"It can be taken back. This is a great egg. It needs to be protected carefully."

"Thank you. We have left beforehand so we won't disturb you sir."

Putting the egg back into the World of Warcraft box, Feng Aoran immediately pulled Feng Ye away.

In the forest, the mysterious man in the mask looked at the two people leaving, and slowly took off his mask. Under the moonlight, his face was as beautiful as an immortal, especially the cinnabar between the eyebrows, which had a different kind of enchantment. But at this moment

There was a touch of sadness on his face.
Chapter completed!