Cheeky Sword God

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After coming out of the martial arts field, Wu Chi took Feng'er triumphantly, first found the best restaurant, and ordered an elegant room to sit down.

A lot of star stones were thrown down, and the luxurious wine and dishes were brought up in no time.

"Is the son here to participate in the examination of the fairy palace?"

Sitting down next to Wu Chi, Feng'er poured wine on Wu Chi graciously, her eyes flowed and asked softly.

"Yes! This young man is bound to be the core disciple of the Immortal Palace." Taking the wine glass with an arrogant look, Wu Chi said a core disciple is nothing but something in my bag.

"Then Feng'er must congratulate the son in advance." With a smile on his face, Feng'er immediately raised his glass toast.

After drinking the wine in his glass, Wu Chi turned to Feng'er and said, "Don't talk about me, talk about you, how come you suddenly want to bet on the gambling platform?"

There was a trace of sadness on her face, and Feng'er said bitterly, "Isn't this, what can we do? Feng'er is just a weak woman, not to mention the talent and identity of the son, if not, I'm afraid Lianxiangong I can't stay any longer."

After a pause, Feng'er continued, "If Feng'er is the son of the son now, I hope son will pity him."

"My person?" Wu Chi said with a curl of his lips, "The contract states that there are only three days, so what kind of person is this?"

With a trace of sadness in his eyes, Feng'er said softly, "If the son is willing to pity Feng'er, what a contract is, Feng'er is willing to serve the son for life."

Wu Chi was obviously very proud of such flattery. He squinted at Feng'er, and then patted his leg, "I like to hear these words, come, Feng'er, come to the son's arms."

"...Don't! Young man, someone will come in... I'll be back soon, no matter what the young man wants, okay?" Feng Er refused aggrievedly.

"No one will come in." His eyes stared. Wu Chi pretended to be dissatisfied, "Hurry up, sit down, didn't you just say that you just listen to my orders?"

Her face stiffened slightly, but Feng Er almost broke her teeth when she heard this.

It's just that she really signed the servant contract. Now that there is no way to violate Wu Chi's meaning, he is reluctant. I had to do it.

One hand was wrapped around Feng'er's waist, and the other hand fell on Feng'er's thigh calmly. That's not enough, "Come on, be good, give me a drink."

The moment his palm was placed on Feng'er, Wu Chi keenly felt that the opponent's body became stiff and even trembling. There was a sneer in my heart.

No matter how you pretend, some habits and instinctive reactions in your bones can't deceive people.

Although I still didn't think about how the other party came from such a sense of familiarity, Wu Chi can be absolutely sure that the other party is bound to have bad intentions.

In that case, why bother?

What is there to say? There is no bastard.

Seeing Wu Chi this slut, he has an inch. With increasingly irregular hands, Feng'er finally couldn't hold it back, and in silence, she started the charm again.

"My son, you hurt others!"

In an instant, Wu Chi suddenly noticed the abnormality. The sword soul trembled slightly, and immediately regained consciousness. However, on the surface, he was still calm, and his hands were really honest.

Perceiving the changes in Wu Chi, Feng'er suddenly became more relaxed and poured a glass of wine. Put it to Wu Chi's lips, "Master, Fenger is tired. After drinking this glass of wine, Fenger can sit back, OK?"

For a while, that pitiful look really made people unable to refuse.

Feng's hand drank the wine, Wu Chi immediately nodded, letting Feng'er get down from him, and returned to the chair next to him.

"My son, do you think Feng Ermei?"

"nice!"

Nodding vigorously, Wu Chi swallowed and replied.

"Then do you like Feng'er?"

"like!"

This time Wu Chi answered faster.

"Feng'er likes you too, but... Feng'er doesn't even know what your name is!" Feng'er said with a grieved expression.

"My name is Wu Chi!" Wu Chi replied naturally.

"Wu Chi...Young Master, don't you lie to Feng'er, are you really called Wu Chi?" Feng'er asked again staring at Wu Chi's eyes.

For an instant, Wu Chi's eyes suddenly showed a trace of struggle.

Seeing Wu Chi's tendency to get rid of her charm, Feng Er's heart was stunned, and he immediately stuck to Wu Chi's body again, sliding his hand gently on Wu Chi's chest, "Master, you just tell Feng'er."

Sure enough, Wu Chi's expression stabilized again, and he slowly said, "My name is Mo Yan."

Hearing Mo Yan's name, Feng'er's eyes suddenly revealed a gleam of light, "Master Mo Yan, are you really here to participate in the Fairy Palace test?"

"Yes!"

Without blinking his eyes, Wu Chi answered honestly.

"Yes?!" Feng'er couldn't help being stunned when she heard this answer, and couldn't help confirming again.

"I came to participate in the Fairy Palace assessment, but the qualifications were deceived, so I must use the name Wu Chi." Wu Chi once again explained honestly.

"Why do you have so many star stones on you?" Feng'er asked again.

Hearing this, Wu Chi couldn't help but squat in his heart, vaguely guessed something, and a trace of struggling purple appeared on his face again. After a long time, he slowly replied, "Cheated."

"When did you cheat?"

"last night!"

After questioning and answering, Feng'er had already confirmed that Wu Chi was really under the control of her charm, and then she really got into the subject, "Master, who are you with?"

"Follow me, Master."

Hearing that Wu Chi still has Master, Feng'er raised her brows again, "Where is your Master?"

"Master has something to leave the fairy palace temporarily."

"Who is your master?"

When asked about this, Wu Chi's face became more struggling, but he never let go.

Seeing that there was an uncontrollable trend, Feng Er quickly said, "My son, you have been drinking too much, do you want to get a good night's sleep?"

Following Feng'er's words, Wu Chi's mood stabilized again, and he slowly fell to the table and fell asleep.

"My son, my son?"

After calling Wu Chi two more times, and after confirming that Wu Chi was really asleep, Feng'er stood up now, her face was no longer flattering, and her hair revealed a bit of chill.

"Asshole, you dare to take advantage of the girl, this time this girl is bound to make you even the profit. Give it back to me."

After cursing bitterly, Feng'er raised his hand and issued a letter.

In a moment, there was a knock on the door, and Feng Er got up and opened the door of Yajian.

In a blink of an eye, a few people walked in quickly.

Lifting a glance at Wu Chi, he said, "Xiaoyan. How is he?"

"Brother Zhang, I have already controlled him. It's easier than I thought. This **** is not strong and can control it well." Feng Er replied softly.

"Well, did you ask anything?" someone next to him suddenly asked.

"What he said last night is true, he is indeed called Mo Yan, he is a liar! However, he did come to participate in the examination of the Immortal Palace, but this place was lied to, and he must borrow the name Wu Chi." The woman paused. He continued, "He also has a master who came with him, but he didn’t know what was going on and left the fairy palace for the time being! However, regarding his master’s identity, I have a lot of scruples about him. I’m afraid to wake him up. Dare to ask more."

"It doesn't matter who his master is, since he is not in the fairy palace, that's okay! If he has the ability, let him settle the account with us." The person next to him said disdainfully.

Lie on the table. Although Wu Chi couldn't see the appearance of these people, he could distinguish the voice of the other person.

These people are surprisingly the people who had just been blackmailed hundreds of thousands of star stones by him yesterday.

But Wu Chi still has some doubts, who is that so-called Xiaoyan? I didn't seem to have seen this woman yesterday.

While Wu Chi secretly guessed here, the conversation over there continued.

"Brother Zhang, what shall we do now?"

"Xiaoyan signed a three-day contract with him before, so he has to survive these three days." He shook his head. Zhang Fengyang said in a deep voice.

"Brother Zhang, if you want me to say, just kill him directly, it will cost you a hundred, as long as he dies, the contract will naturally be useless."

"No way!"

Before Zhang Fengyang could answer, Xiao Yan said first, "Our rules are only to deceive, but we will never take up human lives."

Nodded, Zhang Fengyang immediately agreed, "Yes, cheating and cheating, even if he is cheated, he can go to death, but we must not get blood on our hands. This is a rule and cannot be broken."

"Then what to do?"

"It's okay, didn't Xiao Yan say that his spirit is very weak? Since Xiao Yan can control him with the charm technique, don't worry, let Xiao Yan continue to follow him, just to learn more about the situation! He didn't say, he still Is there a master, maybe there is any treasure left for him! Find out more, this time, let's wash him clean!"

Waved his hand, Zhang Fengyang said in a deep voice.

"Brother Zhang, there won't be any danger for Xiaoyan like this?"

"Don't worry, since I'm sure to control him! It's nothing more than three more perfunctory days. At night, let him think that he has **** with me, it won't be dangerous." Nodded, Xiao Yan said confidently .

Taking another look at Wu Chi, who was still sleeping, everyone was relieved.

Among other things, Xiaoyan's charming technique, they have all personally tried, even the master of Broken Star Peak, they may not be able to get rid of it.

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is not suitable to stay here for a long time! You should go first, and we will contact him again when we come back to where he lives."

Looking at Wu Chi again, Xiao Yan immediately spoke.

"Okay! Xiaoyan, be more careful." Nodding, Zhang Fengyang gave another order, and everyone left the room.

After finishing the whole clothes, Xiao Yan immediately sat down next to Wu Chi again. After waiting for a while, he stretched out his hand to shake Wu Chi's arm, "Master, master, you wake up."

In a moment, Wu Chi was shaken, rubbing his head with some headache, "What's the matter?"

"My son, you just got drunk."

"Drunk? How could I be drunk?" Wu Chi asked with a puzzled look.

"My son, it's getting late, let's go back." Holding Wu Chi's arm, Xiao Yan said with a pouting, "Feng'er is tired, shall we go back and rest?"

(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)