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Chapter 1090 The mercenary group of the god of death is getting old

"We dare!"

After hearing Yang Feng's words, all the Death Guards were suddenly excited and no one hesitated.

In the eyes of the Death Guard, Yang Feng in front of him was their god.

No matter what Yang Feng said, the Death Guard would accept it unconditionally.

Yang Feng had guessed everything long ago!

Yang Feng was waiting for the answer from the Death Guard. He waved his hand and the light of the space ring in his hand flashed. Suddenly, a silver human-shaped puppet appeared in front of everyone.

When each human-shaped puppet appears, it crushes the ground. You can imagine how heavy this human-shaped puppet is.

A total of dozens of human-shaped puppets appeared on the ground, and Yang Feng walked towards the Death Guard in turn.

Every time he passed by a Death Guard, Yang Feng would throw out a piece of Yuan crystal.

When Yang Feng returned to the place where he was standing again, he released all dozens of Yuan crystals.

Yang Feng asked with a smile: "Do you know what this is?"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, all the Death Guards looked confused.

Yang Feng pointed at these human-shaped puppets and said, "These are human-shaped puppets. As long as you put them on, you will have strong strength. At that time, neither bullets nor swords will be able to harm you, and your strength will reach an unprecedented level. However, all this is not enough. You need to constantly develop your potential. You need to constantly understand these human-shaped puppets, and then you can truly combine them with these human-shaped puppets."

Yang Feng had carefully studied these human-shaped puppets and had also controlled these human-shaped puppets to fight against powerful people in the Golden Dan realm.

Therefore, Yang Feng knows these human-shaped puppets very well. Only by constantly exploring the potential of human-shaped puppets and constantly proficient in operating, can his strength become stronger and stronger.

Yang Feng’s idea was to make these members of the Death Guard become this human-shaped puppet warrior.

But this is just the first step. What Yang Feng hopes is that these Death Guards will not just become silver armored warriors.

Yang Feng briefly explained to the people of the Death Guard how these human-shaped puppets are manipulated and helped everyone get familiar with human-shaped puppets.

At the same time, in order to control the use of these human-shaped puppets, Yang Feng gave each Death Guard a space ring.

However, the space rings given by Yang Feng are all limited in space. After all, the space rings are very precious things in Kunlunxu.

Then Yang Feng explained some things to the Death Guard, which were all about the world of cultivation.

There are many things that even the immortal cultivators are not very clear about, which makes all the Death Guards concentrate on listening.

After listening to Yang Feng's explanation, the Death Guards suddenly lit up.

Even the members of the Death Mercenary Group, who were standing by, looked at these human-shaped puppets with a hot face after hearing Yang Feng's words.

Then, Yang Feng asked the Death God Guard to get familiar with these human-shaped puppets by himself.

After seeing the expressions of members of the Death Mercenary Group, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile and asked, "How about it, are you interested?"

After hearing Yang Feng's words, the members of the Death Mercenary Group began to hesitate.

After a while, Yao Ji shook her head and said, "Yang Feng, we are already old!"

After hearing the words of Yao Ji, several other members of the Death Mercenary Group did not speak.

Although the members of the Death Mercenary Group want to become more powerful people like the Death Guard, they know themselves very well. Compared with these Death Guards, the members of the Death Mercenary Group are already old.

Yang Feng didn't say anything about the decision of the Death Mercenary Group.

...

Late at night, Yang Feng hiked back to Chen Mengyao's villa. It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning. The villa was very quiet, leaving only a few bodyguards smoking in the yard with their spirits.

These bodyguards were all drawn by Gao Wei from the Death Gang. They were all old members of the Death Gang. They were almost all defeated by the Death Gang Guard. They had a good foundation, but they had not experienced the bloody experience of the Death Gang Guard.

"Boss!"

Several bodyguards greeted Yang Feng very excitedly.

Yang Feng stopped with a smile, took out a cigarette in his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath and said, "Thank you brothers! I have lost all my life in these days when I am not here!"

It is indeed a blessing to be a bodyguard. The safety of the master must be ensured, especially the so-called master is their eldest woman! Since Chen Mengyao was assassinated, they have not had a good sleep for several days and nights. At this moment, they have been praised by the boss, and several bodyguards have straightened their chests.

"Boss, we are not tired! It's also true."

Yang Feng grinned and walked towards the hall while smoking a cigarette, waving his hand: "It's all brothers, so I'm not polite. Everyone can sleep relaxed tonight. Who dares to do it without opening his eyes when I'm back?"

"Ha ha!"

Several bodyguards laughed, but they agreed, but they still had no sleepiness and remained vigilant during the patrol.

A glass of boiled water was poured into the living room. Yang Feng took a few sips and walked upstairs. A low voice came from Huang Tingting's room. It seemed that she was chatting with a woman, and she didn't know whether it was Situ Wanru or Li Fangfang!

The lights in Chen Mengyao's room were still on, and this girl was probably still reviewing documents.

When he came to his room and gently pushed open the door, Yang Feng forgot to turn on the light for a while, so he walked towards the wardrobe with his ability to night vision, preparing to find two pieces of clothes to take a shower. He hadn't taken a shower for many days in Lijia Village, and his body had already smelled a little.

Suddenly, he found someone on the bed, and it was a woman. He was stunned, but soon he burst into laughter. He was sure that Tian Rou was lying on the bed.

After all, among her women, only Tian Rou is more likely to think about her elder brother. Although she is clearly helping Chen Mengyao, she actually feels the most in her heart.

He felt joyful and quietly walked to the bedside, lifted the warm quilt with his big hand, and stepped in without hesitation, climbed up the soft and elastic slope with great familiarity, and grinned, "Little Guai, wait for me?"

The person on the bed trembled, and then it stiffened for a moment. Yang Feng could feel the other person's body trembling. He suddenly felt a bad feeling. At this time, a weak voice spoke shyly: "Brother, I am... Fangfang!"

Yang Feng stared at his eyes and stood there as if he was stunned. He even forgot to take out his hand. He swallowed his throat, and his master subconsciously pinched it, then pulled it out, and smiled embarrassedly and said, "Ahem, that's Fangfang, I thought it was Tian Rou! I said why did you not see each other for a while and the steamed buns have become smaller!"

“Um…”

Li Fangfang immediately buried her head in the quilt and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Brother, you...you go out, or I will tell my brother!"

Tell your brother?

Yang Feng was drunk, and Li Tieniu was so slutty that he wanted to become his brother-in-law, right?

However, Li Fangfang was too young and she always treated her like a sister, so Yang Feng didn't dare to think about that aspect and immediately ran out embarrassedly.

In the corridor, Yang Feng gently closed the door, glanced around guiltily, then touched a cold sweat, and murmured: "Why does it feel a sense of guilt? It's like the first time I stole something."

He smiled bitterly, and he could not have thought that Li Fangfang was sleeping in his bed. Isn’t that ridiculous?

These rooms have been occupied, may I want to squeeze into the living room?

At this moment, the door not far away opened. Chen Mengyao appeared at the door in pajamas, looked at Yang Feng and asked calmly: "What are you standing there?"

Yang Feng felt guilty and hesitated: "I, I plan to go to bed, but I heard a sound inside. Is there anyone in my room?"

This is of course a lie that Yang Feng told. He didn't want Chen Mengyao to know that he had just entered the room, and mistakenly recognized the wrong person, and touched him!

Chen Mengyao nodded and said, "There is indeed someone. Tingting pulled Tian Rou to her room to chat in the evening, as if she was about to break through her cultivation and wanted to practice in a single room, so I will let Fangfang live in your room!"

"Oh, that's it. Fortunately, I haven't had time to go in yet, but should I sleep on the sofa tonight?"

Yang Feng spread his hands and said innocently, but in fact he was thinking, Fangfang seems to be in his junior year or senior year this year, right?

He is already an adult and has a pretty mature body. Except for the steamed buns that are a little smaller than Tian Rou's, the rest are not weak at all!

I don't know which man will be cheaper in the future.

Chen Mengyao gave Yang Feng a blank look and said, "Your pajamas have been put in the bathroom. Hurry up and wash them in. I haven't sleep yet!"

After saying that, he didn't look at Yang Feng, and turned around and walked into her own bedroom.

Yang Feng's eyes lit up. His wife was always his wife. Even if he was angry just now, no matter how he didn't like him, he actually felt sorry for him!

Is her words suggesting me?

He laughed and immediately entered the bathroom like a wind. After cleaning it out in a few seconds, he directly wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out, swaggeringly opening Chen Mengyao's door.

In the bedroom, Chen Mengyao was surprisingly not reviewing the documents, but lay on the bed and leaned on the pillow to read the magazine. When she approached, she found that there were wedding advertisements on the magazine.

"Oh, my wife, have you started preparing your wedding dress? Why don't we get the certificate tomorrow!" Yang Feng said jokingly.

But when Chen Mengyao heard this, she put down the magazine in her hand seriously and looked at Yang Feng with a smile and said, "Really? But our China is monogamous. Will we really go to get the certificate tomorrow?"

Yang Feng was sweating coldly, what kind of pot does labor and capital really bring up?

He laughed and said, "Forget it, I didn't even hold a wedding banquet, so I'd better talk about it then!"

"Don't give me a sloppy eye. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking. I haven't asked you yet!"

Chen Mengyao twisted Yang Feng's ear fiercely and said, "What's going on with Ai Xiaoai and Leng Qing? Don't expect them to enter my door! If you really want to get married, you should break up with them as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!
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