Chapter 72 Cold Sword: No More Love!



One hand was tightly holding her body, both arms were tightly bound, and one foot was also pressed tightly against her body.

In Wang Feng's mind, he felt that he slept more peacefully and comfortably.

A faint, refreshing fragrance wafted from the tip of my nose, its scent seemingly capable of calming my mind.

Jiang Hanxi grabbed Wang Feng's hand and gently tugged at it.

It wasn't pried open.

I tried harder, but it was still the same.

Finally, he used all his strength, and... he still couldn't pry it open.

Jiang Hanxi glared angrily at Wang Feng, who was clinging to her.

Sure enough, he was still lying to me. His physical cultivation level had definitely reached the Spirit Formation Realm, and it might even be much higher than hers.

It must be because he was the only one with a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, which explains why he had to get close to kick the thief away.

Wang Feng felt the strength coming from the arm and unconsciously tightened his grip, showing no intention of letting go.

It's so warm and cozy, and smells so good! These were Wang Feng's subconscious thoughts.

Jiang Hanxi immediately felt her body tighten, and she quickly unleashed even greater strength.

However, they appeared so weak and powerless in front of Wang Feng.

Once a high-level body cultivator gets close, it's like a marksman being approached by a high-damage tank.

Jiang Hanxi glared angrily at Wang Feng, who was clinging to her, her beautiful eyes flashing with anger, and her aura began to turn slightly colder.

At the same time, he was considering whether to take out the Cold Sword and use his still somewhat mobile wrist to deliver a blow.

After thinking about it, it seemed that Jiang Hanxi didn't even intend to probe her divine sense into the divine sea space.

Han Jian: Don't say it, I understand. (Hiding in a corner of the Divine Sea Space and wailing)

Wang Feng then felt the surroundings getting cold.

He couldn't help but shiver, his grip on Jiang Hanxi loosened, and he groped for the blanket behind him.

Seeing that she had a chance, Jiang Hanxi was preparing to break free from Wang Feng's embrace.

As soon as I moved, my body tensed up again, followed by a large, net-like blanket falling down.

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