Guardian Chapter 124: See Huanhong again
This voice...Chen Feng slowly turned his head, and a delicate face appeared before his eyes.
Egg face, thin face, charming eyes and tender, natural charm, and there are obvious fine white fluff on the cheeks.
The beauty is also the beauty, but it is not the oiran red that Chen Feng inserted, but a fox demon whose transformation is almost perfect.
But the sound is so similar.
Chen Feng opened his eyes, no difference, and thought of the night in Zuixinfang, Huanhong played a face-changing stunt, under the eyes, the same effect was relieved.
However, this has already shocked him. He can see through the body by covering his eyes with other mountain spirits, except for the fox demon in front of him, who looks like a human, without distinction.
Either the fox demon is a human, or this person has the blood of the fox demon and is of mixed blood like Lin Xiaomu.
Either way, the current situation is not suitable for further investigation.
Chen Feng, whose bone-squeezing technique turned into a monkey essence, according to the description of the monkey essence in his life, Chen Feng felt a strange feeling in his heart, and the person who came was the monkey essence's resentful Huanhong.
The name and voice are correct, but his appearance is wrong. Chen Feng just treats him as having the same name and surname, no longer entangled.
"Lead the way." Chen Feng looked arrogant, and in accordance with the attitude of the monkey spirit, put on an arrogant look of "I am the first favorite man of Aunt Huang", and drunkly breathed out at the fox demon.
The fox demon frowned slightly, holding his nose and stepping back, the disgust in his eyes fleeting.
She turned around and left. Chen Feng followed close behind, but in her heart she was in the rehearsal and later saw what method Huang Aunt would use to invite her to the Yin-Yang album.
"Come on, Xiao Niangpi, have a drink with your father."
A wild boar spirit who was drunk, held the fangs pig's head, raised the glass to pull the fox demon, staggered to stand up, looked at the ghost of the fox ghost dimly, and hey, silly, "Hey, this little girl Good skin, one becomes three, and three becomes a nest. Sleeping one person is equal to sleeping a group, hahaha, it’s a good deal."
After finishing talking, I'm going to kiss the fox demon with a stinky mouth.
Wow, the mountain spirits who are still awake all around hide far away, their eyes are full of jealousy towards the fox demon, but they are full of contradictory expectations. .
The frustration on the face of the fox demon can't be removed, and the look of disgust is not concealed.
She raised her right hand, spread her five fingers, and brushed it against the wild boar's head in an artistic finger dance technique.
Her fingers are so soft. The five jumping fingers are as flexible as five soft figures. The fingers dance and flutter, light and swift, and they are almost out of shadow.
After a set of fingers danced, the face of the wild boar mountain spirit appeared in the hands of the fox demon within milliseconds.
The wild boar skin, without any bloodshot eyes, is naturally separated from the flesh on the face like a layer of wet paper covering the skin.
The fox demon keeps doing nothing. After cutting his face, his fingers flicked and changed the wild boar's head with a wild dog face.
"Pigs and dogs are better."
Chen Feng, who was behind the fox demon, heard her depressed whisper, and at this time a huge wave was once again set off in his heart.
The fox demon's face-changing stunt is definitely a master's technique, the fox demon in front of him.
Not only the name and voice, but also his identity, who else can this fox demon be?
Chen Feng speculated that Huanhong used the means of a master to "disguise" himself into a fox demon and mixed into the Four Sacred Mountains, which must have a purpose.
What is her purpose? What are you doing here? How did you get the trust of Aunt Huang?
Chen Feng was full of questions, but couldn't ask for a clear answer.
It’s a long time, but it’s actually a short time.
Short enough that the head of the wild boar essence turned into a dog's head, and he leaned toward Huanhong with his stinky mouth.
Wai Hongwen did not move, rubbing his fingers, after snapping his fingers, the head of the wild boar spirit against the dog's head suddenly tightened, and the dog's head continued to wrinkle and then wrinkle.
The wild boar vigorously shook his **** head, rolling on the ground and wailing like a pig.
His skin became tighter and his head was getting smaller and smaller, and his painful headache made him show his body. A black-haired wild boar of about 500 catties rammed and rolled in the cave hall.
Just listen to a bang.
The wild boar head against the shrunken dog's head exploded into flowers.
Chen Feng instinctively kicked off the long table, grabbed the board with one hand, and propped up the zenith cover on himself and Huanhong's head.
Red, white, floral, and sparsely scattered colors, falling all over the sky.
The mountain spirits around are not sorrowful, but they rushed up to eat the essence of wild boar spirits.
Looking at Zhongshanjing rushing to eat the hot and warm pig intestines, sucking and eating so that his mouth was full of yellow and white things, Chen Feng squirmed his throat and retched.
Huan Hong covers her mouth, and the nose clip has been clamped on her nose at some point.
She was a little surprised by Chen Feng's reaction, but she didn't take it seriously.
A mountain spirit is holding a bloody, jumping wild boar mountain spirit heart, and his face is flattering and offering to Huanhong.
Huan Hong curled her lips contemptuously at Chen Feng, "Reward you", and quickly shut her breath after finishing her words, and walked in a hurry.
Chen Feng puffed his cheeks, endured the urge to vomit, swallowed the rising gas, waved his hand to the mountain spirit, "You are yours, you are rewarded."
The mountain spirit was holding his heart and biting his mouth full of blood.
Chen Feng couldn't help it anymore, vomiting, full of bitter drinks.
He was so suffocated that the water came out of his eyes. In order not to let the flaws fall, he bulged his eyes and swallowed them back.
This slimy and warm feeling, not to mention, uncomfortable and nauseous.
Chen Feng hurriedly followed Huanhong's pace, and fled away from the smelly cave hall.
Follow Huan Hong with soft lines and round buttocks.
Chen Feng's mood improved a lot without a reason.
The raccoon in front of me is well-proportioned, with light footsteps, hips and hips, swaying every step of the way.
Just the back and the upright buttocks reminded Chen Feng of the amorous feelings of Zuixinfang that night.
The more I look at it, the more I feel, the height, walking posture, and body shape gradually overlap with the figure tossing on the bed that night.
Huan Hong seemed to feel something. Turning around, his eyebrows contained warnings, and his expression was unkind: "Want to follow in the footsteps of wild boar?"
Chen Feng's eyes were burning, he stared at Huanhong's eyes, and said a word that made her body tighten.
"The roller coaster."
Huan Hong's pupils are dilated and her face is unbelievable. This new word is the babble of her and Chen Feng at the bed of Zuixinfang Huanhongyuan. It stands to reason that no one knows, is this monkey spirit in front of you?
Huahong's expression returned to normal in an instant, her face was calm, her heart was full of stormy waves.
She thought of countless possibilities, but denied the idea that the monkey spirit is Chen Feng.
How could the monkey spirit be Chen Feng, and he wouldn't be able to grasp the master's method... Huanhong expelled this nonsense thought out of his mind, and when she changed her mind, she was full of hatred for the monkey spirit... , It can't be a person.
From Huanhong's micro expression, Chen Feng once again concluded that she is the real Huanhong.
No wonder I went to Zuixinfang for a drink before, Huanhong himself was not there, and only used the technique of Master Lianrong to knead the dough and fooled him. It turns out that the real person is already in these four sacred mountains.
Is determined that the person in front of him is Huanhong, Chen Feng will naturally not hold the thought of "You are my woman when I sleep", so he will come back to his true body with a bone-squeezing technique, and come to a mountain spirit with her. Recognize each other in the nest.
Not to mention that this idea is very naive. The fact that Huanhong can mix well in the nest of the mountain spirit indicates that her identity is not simple, whether she is an enemy or a friend, and can not be judged from her hatred of the mountain spirit. .
Furthermore, Chen Feng only has an in-depth understanding of Huan Hong, but he doesn't have an in-depth understanding. In his previous life, he wanted to sleep in the feelings of life after a single one-night stand?
Stop it, kid.
Chen Feng's effect is achieved, no flaws are revealed anymore, with the monkey spirit's resentment towards Huanhong, his face is disdainful, "Hurry up and lead the way, you've been so slow, you have missed the aunt's matter, can you afford it? "
Chen Feng vividly portrays a monkey spirit who is pampered and arrogant, and does not pay attention to those close to Huang Aunt.
With the skill of Huan Hong, I feel that the monkey spirit in front of me is the mountain spirit I know and hate.
She snorted coldly, the corners of her mouth curled up in disdain, turned and led the way, and said with a strange air: "You should worry about yourself. Lord Gu eagle likes to eat fresh monkey brain."
Chen Feng took advantage of the situation and explored the information in a reciprocal tone, "What am I afraid of? I just took dozens of people from the Soul Surgery Division, but the human brain is not enough for the Lord Gu Sculpture? It's you, born like a flower. Jade, I was presented as a gift by the aunt to the lord, then everyone would be very happy."
"Human brain?" Huanhong whispered, with contempt in his eyes, "Ignorance, do you think that big people are like mountain spirits who only know to satisfy their appetites, and they know how to eat?"
Huan Hong turned her head and looked up and down Chen Feng, her eyes filled with contempt and contempt.
She turned her head and said no more, she seemed to have smeared her tongue.
Chen Feng's goal has been achieved. In a brief conversation, it has been learned that no matter what the Gu eagle wants to take the person from the Soul Surgery Division, there should be no life worry in a short time.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that with plenty of time, there are more feasible options.
The first step is to kill Aunt Huang as a "sleeping killer", and to prostitute his life on the Yin and Yang book, and know where the training pool is.
The second step is to engage in trouble in the mountain's nest and cause riots.
The third step is to perform bone pinching, as Aunt Huang, to save people from the chaos.
As for the future plan, as long as you suppress the fox demon Hongmei Niang who can create illusions, and kill more and more by the soul-suppressing army, you will surely be able to level the four sacred mountains.
Chen Feng kept rehearsing the plan in his heart, turning around and turning around in the cave, and came to another place with wonderful singing and dancing, and the layout was obviously higher than that of several grades.
The layout of this place is more in line with the established impression of the banquet.
The fine tableware, decorations, musical instruments, singing and dancing, and food of the human world, surrounded by magnificent decorations, are incompatible with the cave mansion outside, and are self-contained.
It can be seen that this is a place for the core staff to enjoy.
Chen Feng, who turned into a monkey spirit, is bitter in his heart.
The original "sleeper killer" plan didn't work anymore.
Above the banquet, the senior officials of the Four Sacred Mountains gathered together, slapping their horses at the first person, humble and humble attitude.
Chen Feng knew at a glance that the first person should be Lord Gu Carved.
His orange-yellow eyes, feather-scale neck patterns, a chuckle with his head up, and fine jagged teeth are several times more than ordinary people.
At the bottom left of the first seat, there is an old woman wearing a yellow leather scarf. It is Aunt Huang.
She was full of wrinkles, but her spirit was very good. She sniffed her nose from time to time, and her nostrils contracted and expanded suddenly, breaking her old lady's graceful posture.
The woman who was sitting facing her made Chen Feng couldn't help but glance again.
This aunt is born with a good taste, and the charm of a light mature woman is very full. Looking at her, it is easy to think "Auntie, I don't want to work hard."
She looks very similar to the face under Huan Hong's eyes. If they stand together, there will be an illusion of a mother and daughter flower.
This person is the fox demon Hongmei Niang.
At the bottom of Hong Mei Niang's head, Chen Feng glanced at it lightly, and then flicked it lightly, summarizing a few words in his heart.
Ugly, male, subconsciously curls the body, hunchback is serious, hedgehog demon white thorns.
On the opposite side of the white thorns, is a young woman with triangular eyebrows, a awl face, and a thin body, who is glaring at the snake demon green willow.
In addition, there are also two human races who are self-proclaimed godsons, who just kneel and lick to pour wine and food for the demons.
The fish caught in Yaqueling, the bandit bosses and the second masters.
The two look rough and mad, and they are all overweight, with scars on their faces.
The performance at this time, but he did not regard himself as a person at all, facing the four half immortals of the Four Sacred Mountains, one by one, a godfather, and a godfather. The work of the maid was all rushed to do the work of the maid. .
"Get off." Gu Diao kicked the master who poured the wine, and the wine in the cup spilled on the ground, "Dirty human race, why do I need you to add wine."
The big master crawled around, his face was full of flattery. One turned over and knelt on the ground, his wrists drooped, his tongue was put out as a pug, and he buried his head and licked the wine stains on the ground, licking and chattering. "I am not a human being, I am a dog. Thank you Lord Lord for drinking and drinking."
In this scene, Gu Diao was stunned for three breaths before he reacted. He laughed, and from time to time there was a cry of a baby in the laughter. He pointed at the wine-drinking master and cursed: "Okay, behaved. Yes, this is the cheap one, come and reward you."
Gu Diao picked up a big bone stick that was gnawed out of meat by himself, and threw it to the master.
The master made a bark, swooped in the air, and took his mouth. He did not forget the two barks to express his gratitude.
In this scene, Chen Feng's heart is angry, and his chest rises and falls sharply.
The point of his anger is not Gu Diao's actions, but the humiliated and contented behavior of the master.
Throwing the dignity of the human race to grandma's house, licking the dog and thinking that he is also a monster race, wake up, people are just making fun of you.
"My dear son, what are you doing standing stupidly, come and perform for the lord." Aunt Huang's words made Chen Feng miss a beat... Are you calling me? No, it should be called the monkey spirit, what mess of the mountain spirit nest, it is messy enough.
The monkey essence is so good at it, naturally it is the monkey monkey who is the best, and learns to chant poems.
Chen Feng cleared his throat, squeezed the attitude of the monkey spirit, and straightened the crown of the book on his head, Yin Lai is the three masterpieces that Fangcao Bookstore ran out.
Don't be afraid of revealing your identity, this was originally the Monkey King who performed to Aunt Huang before.
Huan Hong listened to the three masterpieces, and her mind has already flown to Kyoto... That Chen Feng was so talented. He had a deep experience all night and learned that he was a wonderful person. Later, he was forced to be helpless, and he promised to take care of him. The teacher completed the soul-leading cause and effect, thinking that he would die in the hands of the cave digger. I did not expect to hear his poems spread to the Four Sacred Mountains a few days ago. …
Huan Hong shook her head lightly, her heart sank, and she secretly said, I am afraid that there will be no chance in the future.