Chapter 248: A small fry Apas, who isn’t a Xu Xian?
After returning to the human world, Apas still couldn't recover from the shock.
She looked at Wang Feng's back, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex light.
(Even the Egyptian underworld can be destroyed with one sword. So what can Sisina hiding in the Serpent Empire do to him?)
"Master~" She suddenly moved closer and gently tugged at Wang Feng's sleeve with her fingertips, "What are your plans next?" The ending tone was flattering like a kitten.
Wang Feng sheathed his sword and turned around just in time to catch the flash of anticipation in her eyes.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Of course, we're returning to the capital to celebrate our victory. Why?" He deliberately dragged out his tone. "Does my little pet snake have other thoughts?"
Apas twisted the corner of her clothes unconsciously with her fingertips, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "You promised to help me get revenge..."
"Oh?" Wang Feng pretended to be surprised, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes. "I did agree. But..." He suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You didn't say when. Now, a year, or... a hundred years from now?"
"Master! How can you help me as soon as possible?" Apas grabbed his sleeve anxiously, with panic written all over her upturned face.
Wang Feng lifted her chin with his slender fingers and chuckled, "That depends on how my little pet behaves."
The tips of Apas' ears instantly turned red.
She thought of the ambiguity between the thrones, the shyness she felt when drinking, and finally closed her eyes resigned to her fate: "I will satisfy my master."
The voice was so soft that it was barely audible, but it made Wang Feng squint his eyes in satisfaction.
…
Mo Fan lazily lay on the recliner, his legs crossed, a grass stem in his mouth.
"Huh? Where's Old Wang? The battle is over, why is there no sign of him?" He asked casually, squinting his eyes and looking at the battlefield that was gradually calming down in the distance.
This trip to the pyramids went much smoother than expected.
Since all the monarch-level undead under Khufu were transferred to the front line to fight, when they sneaked into the pyramid, they encountered only some low-level soldiers who had just been resurrected.
This also explains why the task that took half a year to complete in the original timeline was now successfully opened in just one month.
"Who knows? Maybe he's hugging some pretty girl celebrating his victory~" Zhao Manyan replied nonchalantly, fiddling with a gold coin he had found in the pyramid.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.
When he turned around, he was faced with Haidi's icy blue eyes.
There were faint spatial fluctuations and tremors around the girl, and her eyes were so sharp that it seemed as if she wanted to poke two holes in him.
"Ahem! I, I was just kidding!" Zhao Manyan sat up straight instantly, chuckling dryly and waving his hands. "The captain must be taking inventory of the battlefield! After all, this is a war between two undead empires, and there's spoils of war and all that."
"Hmph!" Heidi withdrew her gaze coldly and turned back to the hotel.
Zhao Manyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered softly, "This woman's jealousy is scarier than necromancy."
…
In a high-end couple's suite somewhere in Cairo, the warm lights make the room particularly ambiguous.
Apas stood awkwardly in front of Wang Feng, biting her lower lip with her snow-white teeth, and even the tips of her ears were red enough to seem to bleed.
She was wearing a Japanese sailor suit, the black and white fabric barely covering her slender figure.
Between the over-the-knee white stockings and the absolute area, a piece of thigh skin is revealed, which is very tempting.
The worst thing was that her smooth hair was tied into two ponytails, swaying gently as she twisted her body restlessly.
"Master, Master." Apas's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt.
This outfit made her so ashamed that she almost fainted, but thinking of that bitch Xisina, she still forced herself not to run away.
Wang Feng leaned lazily on the leather sofa, looking up and down at the "high school girl" in front of him.
If he didn't know clearly that this was a great monarch-level Medusa who had lived for who knows how many years, he would really have thought that she was an innocent JK abducted from some Sakura Country campus.
"Yes, this dress really suits you." Wang Feng nodded with satisfaction, then waved to Apas.
"Master, Master." Apas' voice trembled slightly, and she sat on Wang Feng's legs with flushed cheeks.
She felt the warm hand slowly moving around her waist, and the touch of the fingertips made her feel weak all over.
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes, his fingertips lingering on the perfect waistline.
This slender yet powerful waist was indeed more alluring than any woman he had ever touched - the skin was as smooth as silk, yet it also had the unique flexibility of Medusa.
"Nervous?" Wang Feng deliberately pressed on Apas's sensitive waist, and felt the delicate body in his arms tremble violently with satisfaction.
Apas bit her lower lip tightly, her golden snake eyes sparkling with water.
She didn't dare to struggle, nor was she too embarrassed to respond, so she could only hold the hem of her skirt tightly.
The calves wrapped in white stockings rubbed against each other unconsciously, revealing the inner panic.
Wang Feng chuckled and leaned close to the tip of her red ear, "Didn't you say you wanted to satisfy me?"
Apas's body stiffened even more when she heard this, but thinking of revenge, she suppressed her shame and slowly relaxed her tense body.
Soon, an arrogant look appeared in those golden-pink snake eyes.
She raised her chin in disdain, and a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of her lips:
"Master, that's all?"
This familiar female ghost's behavior made Wang Feng's eyes flash with a hint of amusement.
Sure enough, compared to the shy and timid look, this arrogant and demanding look suits her better.
Wang Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender ankle, and threw her onto the sofa amid the girl's screams.
The calves wrapped in white stockings drew an arc in the air, and the twin ponytails were scattered on the surface of the leather sofa.
Before Apas could react, she felt dizzy.
When she came to her senses, she was lying on Wang Feng's legs in an extremely shameful posture.
The hem of the sailor uniform was turned up, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
"Bad girls should be taught a lesson!"
…
The next morning
The golden sunlight shines through the gauze curtains onto the messy bed, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingers in the air.
Apas lay limply on Wang Feng's chest, her voice hoarse and crying: "Master, this, this should be enough, right?"
Wang Feng lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the wilted little snake in his arms, and curled his lips slightly: "Well, barely."
As he spoke, he suddenly sat up and picked up Apas.
"Come again?!" Apas's golden-pink snake eyes, which shone with water, became wide, and her voice changed in tone.
She couldn't believe it - was this man really human?
None of these snake monsters have such terrifying endurance!
After a whole day and night, she was almost falling apart!
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile: "Are you not going to take a shower? Are you going to the Dusk Temple just like this?"
Apas was stunned and looked down at the marks all over her body. There were still some red marks on her snow-white skin from role-playing.
She grabbed a pillow and threw it at Wang Feng in shame and anger: "Pervert! Beast!"
Wang Feng caught the pillow easily and pinched her waist: "Who was it that held me tightly last night, begging me not to leave?"
"That's because..." Apas stammered and couldn't speak.
Ten minutes later, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom, along with Apas's angry protest:
"Master! I can wash myself!"
(End of this chapter)
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