I have a magic pot

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Han Feng's "Lady" sounded in Zhou Yunmei's ears.

Zhou Yunmei's whole body trembled involuntarily, her delicate body softened immediately as if she had been electrocuted, and she leaned against Han Feng's arms weakly.

Feeling that Han Feng's arms around him were gradually tightening, and his body was wrapped in the other's heat.

Zhou Yunmei's heart was in a mess, and in a panic, she hurriedly found a topic to talk about.

"Sanggong, what did you and mother talk about today...today?"

Sensing Zhou Yunmei's strangeness, the flames of Han Feng's dantian became more and more vigorous.

Hearing this, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she leaned closer to Zhou Yunmei's ear again, and whispered.

"Mother-in-law said..."

"what……?"

Hearing what Han Feng said, Zhou Yunmei couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

The already soft delicate body seemed to have its bones taken away in an instant, and she couldn't even stand on her feet, and her body sank.

Han Feng hugged Zhou Yunmei and said solemnly.

"My lady, the mother-in-law has an order, and the son-in-law has to obey. Let's rest early."

After finishing speaking, Han Feng leaned over and hugged Zhou Yunmei by the waist amidst Zhou Yunmei's exclamation.

At the same time, with a thought, the candlestick a few feet away was blown out by an invisible energy, and the room was pitch black.

In the darkness, Zhou Yunmei's panicked voice came.

"Sir...don't..."

Immediately, Han Feng uttered the most classic lines of the man in his previous life.

"Don't be afraid, I just sleep with you and won't touch you."

As soon as this remark came out, the room became much quieter.

But a moment later, with the sound of unbuttoning and undressing, Zhou Yunmei exclaimed.

"Msg...Sanggong, you...you said you would never touch me!"

"It's okay, I just hug you and won't move around!"

After another period of silence, the bed suddenly made a sound, and the bed board creaked.

Zhou Yunmei exclaimed again.

"Ah... my husband, no... that's impossible."

Just when Han Feng was about to say the third line.

"Don't worry, I'm just xx, not xxx."

Zhou Yunmei said in embarrassment.

"Sanggong, I really can't do it today. I...I'm inconvenient. Can I do it another day?"

"Uh... what's the difference?"

Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, before reacting immediately.

"Ah... are you here?"

"Um……"

Zhou Yunmei's response was as delicate as a gnat.

Now with Zhou Yunmei, Han Feng no longer feels awkward, and he fully approves of this woman in his heart.

In addition, my body has also recovered, so it can be said that "everything is ready, only the east wind is owed".

Tonight, he originally wanted to "make trouble" and bid farewell to his years as a virgin.

But he didn't expect that when he got his luck back home, he would encounter such an embarrassing day.

Han Feng's situation at the moment is as if a hundred thousand troops are ready to go, their morale is like a rainbow, rushing all the way to the enemy's camp, ready to kill the Quartet.

The opponent "hangs the free card" and tells himself that he can't play today.

"call……!"

Han Feng took a few breaths, feeling a little "difficult to ride a tiger".

The flame that has been suffocated for more than ten years has completely detonated. How can it be extinguished if it is said to be extinguished?

Feeling Han Feng's shortness of breath, Zhou Yunmei said in a soft voice.

"Sanggong, you... what's the matter with you?"

"Uh...no...nothing."

Han Feng held back until his voice became hoarse.

Zhou Yunmei said worriedly.

"Sanggong, are you feeling bad? Can I...can I help you?"

When Han Feng heard this, his heart moved, and he said in a low voice.

"Yunmei, how about... I'll teach you a set of 'palm techniques that fell from the sky'."

"what……?"

……

This night... No, it should be "midnight", Han Feng had an excellent sleep.

I also had a sweet dream, dreaming that I "flyed to the sky", as light as a swallow, and fluttering like a fairy.

When Han Feng woke up again, the sky was already heavy.

The sun shines through the screen window and sprinkles on my face, which is the taste of freedom...

Han Feng turned his head to look inside the bed, there was nothing beside him, and Yunmei had already gotten up.

"Squeak...!"

As the door was pushed, Zhou Yunmei, who was already dressed neatly, with her hair coiled up and a copper basin in her hand, walked slowly into the wing.

Seeing Han Feng who had woken up on the bed, she lowered her head, her cheeks were slightly red.

"Sir, let me help you wash up."

Not long after, Han Feng was sitting on the edge of the bed in a dainty manner.

Zhou Yumei soaked the towel in the copper basin, and when she wrung out the towel with her hands, she could not help but frown slightly, feeling her hands a little sore.

Immediately thought of last night, that embarrassing experience that was unspeakable.

Zhou Yunmei's face was involuntarily stained with a layer of red, and her body was a little weak again!

In the early morning, Han Feng, Zhou Yunmei, Zhou Dafu and Liu Shi had breakfast together in the West Garden.

This morning, Zhou Dafu was in a particularly good spirits. He walked with his head held high and his chest held high, walking like flying.

A pair of small mung bean eyes, full of arrogance looking down on the world.

As for Liu Shi who was following behind him, after one night, his complexion became better and his skin became rosy.

Even the white hair on the temples and the slight wrinkles at the corners of the eyes seem to be too faint to be seen at this moment, giving people a charming and charming feeling.

Weng and his son-in-law had breakfast facing each other, and exchanged eye contact from time to time, as if they were boasting about the "results" of last night.

Facing the "arrogant" arrogance of the old man, Han Feng did not show any weakness.

Although I failed to take off the title of "poor household" last night, it can be regarded as taking off "half", and I must not lose in terms of momentum!

Weng and his son-in-law maintained this high-spirited state of "cockfighting" and had breakfast.

Considering that Tiannan College's selection competition is coming soon, and the family has many things to do, Han Feng decided not to stay in Zhou Mansion for a long time, and returned home immediately.

Zhou Dafu, Liu Shi and Zhou Yunmei personally sent Han Feng out of the gate of Zhou Mansion.

At the time of parting, Zhou Yunmei's eyes were full of reluctance.

Last night was a short night of tenderness, and today I have to say goodbye again.

Seeing the attachment in the beauty's eyes, Han Feng also felt a burst of reluctance.

Now he has truly regarded Zhou Yunmei as his own woman, and wants to take her back home.

However, thinking that he has made many enemies now, the branch of the Han family may not be safe.

It is undoubtedly more appropriate for Zhou Yunmei to stay in the Zhou Mansion, with the protection of her father-in-law, a Chen-level powerhouse.

Han Feng resisted the urge to bring her back to the branch, and comforted her softly.

"Yunmei, take good care of yourself in the Zhou residence.

After I have settled the family affairs and won the quota of Tiannan College, I will carry the palanquin and marry you! "

Zhou Yunmei nodded shyly and sweetly when she heard this, and then stared at Han Fengdao again.

"You have to be more careful yourself, don't practice too hard."

"Well, I will."

……

Sitting in the carriage out of the city, Han Feng gradually withdrawn from the sorrow of parting and the love of his children, and his brain became sober.

Recalling what happened at the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion last night, Han Feng's face gradually turned cold again.

Murong Jin's killing intent towards him was already obvious, but after the turmoil last night.

In the short term, he probably won't make any more moves.

At least before the trial starts, he will not easily move himself.

However, Han Feng has never been a passive person, and he will not wait for trouble to come to him before solving it.

So he had to find a way to preemptively strike.

In addition to Murong Jin, there is also his nephew Murong Heng.

This person dared to conspire against Zhou Yunmei, and used such indecent means as "prescribing drugs", which was just a little bit of flesh and blood, not enough.

Han Feng must make this guy pay a greater price!

Chapter 294 Stolen

After returning to Han Mansion, Han Feng stepped into the intensive "practice life" again.

Now he is a three-star Hui-level cultivator, with pure spiritual power in his body, and the power he unleashes is comparable to a middle-level third-rank spiritual vein, eight-star or even nine-star powerhouse at the Hui level.

For example, Xiao Mu, who is a seven-star brilliance, is no longer his opponent.

However, if it is changed to a third-grade spiritual vein, the spiritual warriors who can attribute spiritual power are different.

Like Murong Heng, he is a seventh-grade water attribute spirit vein, and his cultivation has reached the eight-star Hui level.

Han Feng could clearly feel it when he fought him at the banquet.

The other party's spiritual power fluctuations are more than one notch better than his own.

It's just that Murong Heng doesn't seem to be good at boxing and kicking, and his shots are too fast, which doesn't give him a chance to explode with all his strength.

Coupled with the fact that his physical strength is far superior to his, it was by surprise that the opponent suffered a big loss.

Han Feng reckoned that if the two sides really went all out, it would be very difficult for him to beat Murong Heng.

This also gave Han Feng a sense of urgency, and he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

However, there are four middle-grade spirit stones in his body, plus the drop of blood essence in his dantian.

Han Feng is sure that within ten days, he will hit another star and reach four stars at the Hui level.

At that time, the overlord gun must have been built, and my strength will be improved by leaps and bounds!

In the following days, Han Feng used middle-grade spirit stones to practice Dao Xuan Jue every night for four hours.

During the day, he practiced the Nine Layers of Vajra Seal, Wind and Thunder Step, and Chiyuba Physical Art.

Now Han Feng has stepped into the first level of "Lingfeng Realm" of Fenglei Step, stepping on the breeze, with an elegant figure.