An hour and a half ago, Feng Rong never thought that he and Lin Yingkong would fall into the enemy's trap so carelessly.

Half an hour ago, Feng Rong could not think of what to do to get the stone door inlaid with spirit stones.

Ten minutes ago, Feng Rong never thought that he and his assistant would become... in this state.

Two people, four hands and four feet, have been entangled since when they have lost balance. When they have lost their balance, both bodies have fallen to the side and smashed onto a soft, cool and elastic thing. Feng Rong vaguely remembers that this seems to be the shadow of his assistant. He did not expect that there is such a purpose, and whether his reason is there or not...

"Be gentle..." Feng Rong felt that Lin Yingkong seemed to be suppressing something. The hug became stronger and stronger, which made him feel very painful. He couldn't help but speak out to remind him.

Feng Rong found Lin Yingkong's lips wandering beside his lips several times. He seemed to have been holding it for a while before he slightly slashed the angle. There was a bit of unbearable impatience in his posture of rubbing his ears. The high temperature on his body seemed to be clouding with mist. Feng Rong, who was originally simple in mind, felt that his emotions began to fluctuate, and simple help seemed to have changed. His brows couldn't help but frown. This feeling of incontrol made him resist, but his mind was unknowingly chaotic, and his thoughts were broken in the void, and he could not make a complete command to command his limbs. Lin Yingkong always called him gently when he gathered his strength. The whisper full of softness and desire was like an invisible sword, shattering all his actions in the bud, and he could only passively follow the movements of the person close to his body.

After enduring the urge to slap people away several times, Feng Rong finally found that Lin Yingkong had loosened his strength, so he immediately turned sideways and crawled out from under his hands. The posture of the minister, who had always been brave and fearless on the battlefield, was no different from being in a panic. After being away from a safe distance of more than three meters, Feng Rong breathed unsteadily, subconsciously sucked out a water ball to wash his hands, and suppressed a certain throbbing in his heart with the coldness of water. Then he lowered his eyes and awkwardly tidy up his clothes that were being pulled. His arms were a little sore, but there was no big problem. Feng Rong could only comfort himself silently. Driven by the medicinal properties, the self-control of his assistant was already very great. At least several times he saw Lin Yingkong covered with blood due to excitement. But the medicinal properties restrained his instinct. Feng Rong almost felt that he was about to lose control, but somehow he still stabilized himself.

Lin Yingkong, who was lying on the shadow carpet, pulled his mind back, also felt that he was about to become a saint. The minister was so well-behaved and soft in his arms - cough cough - he just touched it twice! And it was limited to the upper body! In terms of it, the minister took a lot of advantages!

Well, the truth is how dare he do whatever he wants. Don’t think that he doesn’t know that Feng Rong’s spiritual power has been in a state of about to go wild. Speaking of Minister, what do you want to do at that critical moment? If something goes wrong, can we still play happily!

Feng Rong glanced at his assistant who was still lying still. He looked like he had not recovered and lay flat on the dark shadow. His scattered clothes barely blocked his naked body, half-closed, looking very sexy. He just looked like he was bored no matter how he looked at it. He was mourning his sad first time with the minister, cough cough, the first time in close contact. Feng Rong's mood immediately changed from embarrassment to worry, "Isn't it better yet?" Is this medicine still... hurt?

Lin Yingkong looked at him weakly, but found that the minister was thinking about something strange again. He immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Minister, you are really! You have! Essence! Power!" He should not be so gentlemanly, just pressing him down directly! He cares about his time, place, and people!

It seems that it's okay... Feng Rong thought silently - it's impossible for him to be without energy.

Therefore, Assistant Lin was suspected of a certain ability before the minister became enlightened, so he lit a wax and observed a moment of silence.

After enough grievance, Lin Yingkong slowly got up and cleaned up himself. After taking care of it, he did not rush to talk about the topic. Instead, he adjusted the shadow carpet and sent himself to Feng Rong, and said in a helpless and sad tone: "It's all this. Minister, you can't abandon me in the end~"

When his assistant approached, Feng Rong felt a little uncomfortable. When he heard this sentence that had nothing to do with the current situation, his eyes suddenly widened, "What's the matter for this level to be abandoned?"

"..." Lin Yingkong also opened his eyes wide, "Minister, you don't want to be responsible!"

"..." Feng Rong was speechless, "Stop making trouble, we did nothing."

"..." It turns out that you were not so staying so hard that you would be cheated. Why don't you usually see you so smart? Lin Yingkong complained for a while, then suddenly approached him again, changed his face in an instant, and said with a low smile: "What did the minister just feel?"

——This is definitely a real x-harassment!

Unfortunately, Feng Rong did not have this awareness and was not easy to avoid the plague. He could only stiffen his body and asked calmly, "What do you feel?"

"What else can it feel?" Lin Yingkong asked innocently and innocently, looking extremely obedient.

"Don't men often do this? What's the point of asking?" Feng Rong said in a tone of "I have experience and I'm very calm."

Lin Yingkong narrowed his eyes and said dangerously: "Frequently? Who have you done it with?"

The sudden alarm made Feng Rong break his power immediately and said embarrassedly: "I heard someone say..."

"Don't listen to something strange casually," Lin Yingkong said seriously, and then added: "Also, Minister, you're wrong."

"..." Feng Rong, who was reminded of the original problem, twitched his eyelids, "Why should you care about this kind of thing?" Didn't he just help? Why is the development of the situation becoming more and more curious!?

Lin Yingkong said very alone: ​​"It's probably because I like the minister very much."

It was not the first time he said that the word "like" was like. Every time he seemed careless, he was almost scratching the wall in his heart. Today, he suddenly had a close contact with the minister without anyone expecting it. Although the timing and location were wrong, Lin Yingkong could not help but test it again.

But as soon as he said this, Feng Rong seemed to finally confirm that he was joking and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned away from the shadow carpet and stood on the ground, saying, "I've been wasting enough time. Let's smash the door quickly."

Lin Yingkong instantly: "…!?" What kind of god development is this?!

Unfortunately, after being trapped in this strange stone chamber for a while, Assistant Lin could no longer maintain that beautiful thought.

"The spirit stone in my impression..." Feng Rong smiled bitterly at the small crack, "There is only one fastest solution."

The attached spirit stone is considered expensive but also useless in the supernatural world. It is very confronting the power of the light system, such as spiritual power and immortal power, but a small dark magic can make it fall apart. Although the difference between light and darkness has nothing to do with the good and evil of living beings, it is just different in attributes. Unfortunately, Feng Rong has a lot of things from childhood to college, but it has nothing to do with the dark system. As for Lin Yingkong, although he is born with a ghost spirit, the nature of ghost spirits is completely different. According to the human world cultivation novel, Lin Yingkong practices the ghost immortal path, so he is considered a dark creature, but the attributes of ghost power are similar to Feng Rong's spiritual power.

So the two of them were stunned - this was the rhythm that E Jingbai or Jiu Tianyu could only handle, otherwise when would they have to cut?

"Is this specifically targeting us?" Lin Yingkong looked at him, "Mr. Baili is just a bait?"

Feng Rong also thought of the same problem as him, his eyes were gloomy, "It shouldn't be..."

He only said four words, but Lin Yingkong could understand what he meant - Baili Mengyan should not be a bait, and there were only a handful of people who knew the relationship and feelings between the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department and the Zero Degree Ice Flame, but these few could not become their enemies.

Lin Yingkong said suddenly: "I remember Zhao Xiaming came for the minister," Feng Rong's eyes moved, and the vicious energy that always hidden in Lin Yingkong's eyes radiated out involuntarily, and even the gentleness in his tone was reduced by three points: "What do Luo Cheng want to do?" If this seemingly harmless but deadly poison at critical moments is targeting the minister, then what is Luo Cheng's purpose?

Feng Rong did not express his opinion on the matter of directly issuing a verdict to Luo Cheng, but just thought silently. Lin Yingkong looked at his calm eyebrows and suddenly a mysterious guess rose in his heart, "If the one who was killed was the minister, and the one who was with you was Mr. Baili..." Just thinking could break all his stole likes to ashes.

When Feng Rong heard this, he was stunned and frowned and said, "So what?"

"Hmm?" Lin Yingkong subconsciously made a short voice of rebellious questions. The imagination made him feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Feng Rong said in an inexplicable tone: "Even if I say to you, I will not do anything like you, so your assumptions are meaningless."

His words made Lin Yingkong even more confused, just like him? What he didn't do is because he loved the minister, "Why didn't you do anything?"

Feng Rong glanced at him even more strangely, but obviously absent-mindedly lowered his head to look at his watch, and said calmly: "I didn't treat him before, let alone now?"

Lin Yingkong was not feeling uncomfortable now, and only questions remained in his heart. He thought of the other party’s answer when he discussed the family with Feng Rong last time when Yingyu Yingsen was at home - why did he think... Even if the minister liked Baili Mengyan, it seemed that he had never expired in his heart?

"It's almost dawn..." Feng Rong didn't notice his strangeness, and suddenly said, as if thick ink was splashed in his eyes, and a trace of haze was added in an instant. "Yingkong, we may have all gone in the wrong direction."

Lin Yingkong hurriedly pulled his attention back, "Minister, are you talking about this case?"

"Well," Feng Rong nodded slowly, "You said, we are here to deal with these cases and deal with the aristocratic sects of the Lin family of the Qingrong Sect... But after putting aside all these miscellaneous things, what is our most fundamental purpose?"

Lin Yingkong looked at his expression, and was stunned and instantly understood what he meant, murmured: "Xia Mo Grand Competition..."

No matter what Wu Yaosheng Lin Minhao and the others are fighting, or what Kuang You and Qi Fengxu are fighting for, things have only broken out now. In the final analysis, there is only one reason - the Xia Mi Competition.
Chapter completed!