Feng Qingyao stood aside, staring at the phantom demon. For some reason, she felt as if she had seen it somewhere before.
But... she couldn't remember.
This is incredible. After all, if she had seen such an amazing thing, she would definitely not forget it!
but!
She just couldn't remember.
Feng Qingyao even felt a little uneasy.
Because after she woke up, she felt that she had forgotten some things, such as why she came to Tianya.
How did she end up sleeping in the Soul-Devouring Coffin? She didn't even know whether it was because of her outstanding strength that prevented the Soul-Devouring Coffin from completely devouring her essence, or... she had some special method to save her life.
But soon!
Feng Qingyao was brought back to her senses by the actions of her Demon Lord.
Chen An's hand passed through the figures sitting cross-legged around him, and then he passed it along the chest of a young woman, pinching her...
However, it was naturally a phantom, and disappeared as soon as it was touched.
Chen An sighed, "They really are all phantoms. These phantoms are condensed and not dispersed. It's really strange, just like a 3D holographic projection!"
Then, Chen An squatted in front of a very beautiful woman and observed her appearance carefully.
She has a good-looking appearance, especially her dress, which has a bit of the style of Tan Tai Wushuang, thin... as if transparent, with some parts of her body barely visible.
Why observe this?
Well……
Chen An naturally felt that it was more pleasing to the eyes and more comfortable than looking at those old men!
Of course, Chen An felt that it was mainly convenient for him to concentrate on observation. After all... it was very thin.
When Feng Qingyao came over.
Chen An was staring at the woman's chest, where there was a deep white cleavage.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyao couldn't help but straighten her chest and frowned, "Demon Lord, what's so good about this phantom!"
However, Chen An was watching intently and focused, and didn't even answer.
Feng Qingyao felt even more upset when she saw this.
Suddenly, his body stood between Chen An and the woman.
Feng Qingyao squatted down, her chest almost touching Chen An's face.
Chen An was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"
"A dead person doesn't count. What's so good about a phantom?" Feng Qingyao looked a little angry.
Chen An instantly reached out and pushed Feng Qingyao away from him, saying unhappily, "Don't block it!"
At this moment, Feng Qingyao was so angry that she wanted to go back and ask the Demon Lord’s wife to come out!
She just didn't understand. Instead of seeing the real thing, she was looking at this phantom illusion!
Turning his head, he saw Chen An again staring at the chest of the woman sitting cross-legged.
This moment!
Feng Qingyao was even more angry: "Demon Lord, what's so good about her place? It's not big, and it's not even as big as mine."
"What's your what? No, why are you talking so much? Shut up and don't say anything!" Chen An scolded impatiently.
Chen An still stared at the woman's chest with extreme concentration, and he looked as if he wanted to dig out her eyes and let them go!
Feng Qingyao looked so disappointed in him!
He stamped his feet and gritted his teeth, saying, "No matter how you look at it, it's fake!"
Chen An seemed to be absorbed in his thoughts and ignored her.
Feng Qingyao felt even more ashamed and angry. What kind of man is this Demon Lord?
Instead of looking at your own beautiful self, you just look at the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water!
She muttered indignantly, "Men are weird. They're more interested in what they can't get, but won't even look at what's easily available!"
But at this moment!
Chen An suddenly grabbed Feng Qingyao's arm excitedly and pulled it down.
The voices were a little excited: "Look, do you see it?"
Feng Qingyao was forced to look at the woman's chest in front of her. She was so angry that the demonic energy in her body was steaming. Her voice was low and indignant: "I have it myself, what's so good about it!"
Chen An was stunned for a moment, as if he finally heard Feng Qingyao's words clearly.
He turned to look at Feng Qingyao, and subconsciously looked at the collar of Feng Qingyao's clothes that she had deliberately pulled open.
Suddenly!
Chen An understood and glared at me, "Damn it, what do you think I'm looking at?"
"Look at my flesh, you're so fascinated!" Feng Qingyao was not afraid at this moment and even retorted.
"What's in your head? How come it's more complicated than a man's!" Chen An reached out and poked Feng Qingyao's forehead directly.
Then he pointed his finger at the woman's heart and said angrily, "Look carefully, look carefully, don't blink!"
"Don't look!" Feng Qingyao snorted.
Chen An glared: "I let you see it, but do you still recognize me as the Demon Lord?"
Although Feng Qingyao was unhappy, she still turned around and stared at the woman's heart with her big eyes in anger.
The more I look at it, the angrier I get. What's so good about it? Everyone has it!
Thus, such an absurd scene emerged.
Chen An and the forced Feng Qingyao stared at the white area in front of them without blinking.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Feng Qingyao seemed to have reached the point where she could no longer bear it, and her breathing became heavy.
If Chen An wasn't the Demon Lord, Feng Qingyao would have wanted to slap this infuriating guy to death!
But at this moment!
Feng Qingyao's pupils suddenly shrank and her face showed shock.
Chen An, who was standing next to him, said in surprise: "Did you see it move?"
Feng Qingyao's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it: "How could the phantom be in such a state?"
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