The woman in front of me must be Misty.
She has a good figure, good looks, and outstanding appearance.
Especially the pair of markings on her chest, although not as dramatic as Yue Lingshan's, they were also very fierce.
If I could pinch this...
Cough cough!
He is a serious man!
How can you have such an idea?
Seeing Han Feng's malicious look, Miwu frowned, her face slightly displeased, "Han Feng, what are you looking at?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows, "You are only allowed to look at me, but I am not allowed to look at you?"
Misty snorted, "I'm not going to argue with you, what are you looking for?"
Han Feng said bluntly, "It was you who sneaked into my thatched cottage just now, right? You must have suffered a lot, right? Now you know how powerful I am, right?"
Misty scoffed. "You're just relying on an oil lamp, aren't you? What are you bragging about?"
"I enjoy showing off, what can you do to me?"
Han Feng chuckled provocatively.
Misty's eyes narrowed as he spoke meaningfully, "That oil lamp of yours is probably only level 4, right? How much mental energy can it store at level 4? How many times can it unleash its talents? And when its mental energy is depleted, how will you respond?"
"ah?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment.
I actually overlooked this before.
The problem is a bit serious.
With the mental power reserve of the oil lamp, a maximum of two dispel talents can be released.
It can only resist the fog twice.
What happens after that?
Unless you don't sleep.
Otherwise, the fog will definitely take advantage of the opportunity and sneak in.
Then his situation becomes dangerous.
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