Fang Leng didn't notice that when he fed Yan Ziyue step by step, Xing Zhan looked at him with a very sour look.

In fact, Fang Leng just thought Yan Ziyue was quite interesting, so he liked to watch others' lovely scenes.

So, he fed Yan Ziyue.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from Xing Zhan. Fang Leng saw that it turned out that her bowl had fallen to the ground and broke. Xing Zhan's hands seemed to have no strength, and they hung softly on their side.

"What’s wrong with you!"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel like my hands are out of strength."

Fang Leng did not have any doubts. There was indeed something wrong with Xing Zhan's body.

"Then I'll help you to rest."

"Hungry."

Xing Zhan looked at Fang Leng with a pitiful look. Fang Leng felt his heart melted and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll feed you."

I put the baked cow head on the charcoal fire and put it in a bowl. Fang Leng changed it to feed it personally. Yan Ziyue here couldn't stand it anymore. I've been waiting for you here for so long, so why don't you come and feed me!

"Ahem!"

Yan Ziyue coughed and signaled that Fang Leng didn't care.

"Ahem!!"

Fang Leng still didn't respond, he was still feeding Zheng Zhan.

Xing Zhan ate in small mouthfuls, but she chewed it very quickly, as if she had been a hamster, so cute.

Fang Leng was just hungry at first, but gradually realized that feeding was really interesting.

And his fiery eyes naturally Xing Zhan would not be unaware of it. Her face turned red. I remembered that he pretended to have no strength in his hands in order to get Fang Leng to feed her, and he felt even more shy.

"Ahem cough cough cough cough!"

Yan Ziyue almost coughed up blood, and Fang Leng finally looked back at her.

"If you want to eat, do it yourself. It's not a child. Do you still want me to feed it?"

"oh."

Seeing Fang Leng Chao's fierce look, Yan Ziyue became honest and held a bowl of food on the barbecue grill in grievance.

Humph, when I get out of trouble, I have to slaughter all the cheating goods from the cattle clan. If it weren't for them, how could there be such delicious food? How could I be so humiliated!

However, this meat is really fragrant.

Xing Zhan's appetite was extremely terrifying. Fang Leng fed her nearly half of the beef, but she could continue to eat it. Fang Leng was shocked. Is your stomach a dimensional space? After eating so many things, why does it seem like you didn't eat it?

Xing Zhan's expression looked much better, and it was not in vain that he had a hard time barbecuing the barbecue.

It was already evening, and Fang Leng threw a fairy-bound rope and tied Yan Ziyue.

"Although I think you may not be able to escape, I don't have the spirit to keep looking at you. Be honest!"

It was a coincidence that this bundle of immortal rope was originally a love between Fang Leng and Su Su, so now this rope wrapped Yan Ziyue around, which made her feel particularly ashamed.

The reason why I was not ashamed to tie Zhang Xing last time is probably...

It's because Zhang Xing is right.

So it was impossible to tie that effect, but now, although Yan Ziyue was wearing loose clothes, the outline of her body appeared as soon as the rope was tied.

Fang Lengzhen didn't do it on purpose.

But Yan Ziyue looked ashamed and angry.

When he was carried by Fang Leng and threw it into a room, he was even more desperate.

Sure enough, after being captured, she just wanted to accept humiliation and training. Now it's just starting!

I have always heard that Fang Leng is a playboy, and it seems that the rumors are true...

Yan Ziyue was always very panicked at night, worried that Fang Leng would come to bully her, but it was still a little exciting to think about it...

Then, Fang Leng did not go to find him.

At night, Fang Leng was alone on the city wall.

Reinforcements should arrive tomorrow, so Fang Leng just stood up tonight.

However, Xing Zhan also came to Fang Leng's side and accompanied him.

There was no words, but the atmosphere was not awkward.

"jingle……"

Suddenly a bell sounded, and at the same time, a strange thick fog blocked the entire Zhenjiang.

Fang Leng's face changed, and he felt the sudden cold air, so he quickly took out his magic pen.

Although the lethal artifacts are the magic gun and the Changhong Sword, this kind of weird thing with unknown origin is the most suitable use of magic pens.

"jingle……"

Another crisp sound.

Fang Leng walked out of the thick fog. Not only that, with the sound of bells, countless dead souls appeared under the city.

For a time, the inside and outside of Zhenjiang City were filled with yin energy.

But the person who walked out of the thick fog was Fang Leng's acquaintance, displaced.

"She is here to capture the soul."

Xing Zhan clenched his fists and looked sad. She thought of her comrades. Now, Liuli is coming to take them away.

Xing Zhan talked about what happened last night. Hei and White Impermanence appeared to capture the soul. Today, wandering rings the bell, which should be the one who is here to capture the soul.

Looking at the familiar figures, Xing Zhan burst into tears, but she just clenched her fists, and even her nails were in her flesh without making a sound.

A group of ignorant ghosts walked towards the displaced.

Fang Leng looked at Xing Zhan, who was trembling all over and sighed.

Just as the magic pen was in hand, Fang Leng wrote in the air: "If you live as a hero, you will be a hero in your life, and if you die as a hero in your ghost."

Fang Leng changed the last two sentences slightly.

"I still think about the battle and refuse to abandon Jiangdong."

After all, what Fang Leng wants to write is a criminal war, and he cannot copy it all. If he changes it slightly, it will be almost the same.

The moment Fang Leng finished writing, the light of the text emerged, and endless literary energy surged, passing through many ghosts below. The originally ignorant ghost was instantly filled with wisdom, and the soul body was condensed a lot.

Fang Leng was unintentional, but after writing this poem, it was automatically judged to chant Xing Zhan and her Shenwei Army. Therefore, the tens of thousands of soldiers who followed Xing Zhan to charge in the war were strengthened by Fang Leng's literary spirit.

If the person who came here was an ordinary evil, the fun would be great. The military soul was already more powerful than the ordinary souls. So the two bigwigs who came to the soul yesterday were the two bigwigs of Hell, and today the King of Hell, so no matter how strong the soul is, they can only be honest.

"This group of military souls is qualified to be my underworld ghost soldiers."

Liuli commented with a expressionless face. As she said, she took out the Life and Death Book and collected all the military souls that were strengthened by Fang Leng, while the other demon soldiers' souls were taken away with a wave.

Fang Leng waited until she finished her work before driving the wheelchair to the wheelchair and said, "Why are you here to catch your soul in person? Has the underworld been rebuilt?"

When the displacement appeared, Fang Leng felt very curious. Yan Luo’s grade was so high that he could not have the truth of being attracted to the soul himself. Isn’t it that there is still black and white impermanence?

Even if the black and white impermanence are not available, there are judges and other things under the King of Hell, so it is not the turn of the wandering person to come in person.
Chapter completed!