The congregants retreated and searched the area outside the altar.
But An Yi was a little worried about the situation on the altar.
That dead man Feng Qingchen held down the leader but didn¡¯t move for a long time!
At this moment, on the soft altar, Yu Qionghuan's neck was strangled in the man's hand, her mouth was covered, and her body was pressed by the man's slender and sexy body. She should be afraid, but she was inexplicably excited, and her eyes blinked Ah, it blinked and glowed.
Feng Qingchen pressed on Yu Qionghuan's body, his eyes were cold and cold, his hands holding the woman were cold and devoid of any emotion, her long black silk hair hung down, and in her black and crimson brocade robe, because she lowered her head, she revealed a shocking snow-white color. The cold bloodthirsty and the gorgeous beauty, the two extremes are mixed together. No matter whether it is a man or a woman, they will fall in love and be unable to control themselves.
Yu Qionghuan could not move her neck and face, so she tried to move her body.
Having grown up in the Amu religion, all of them except her are men. She knows better than anyone what men like most and what they can't bear the most. Moreover, she looks pure but has a mature and plump body. She knows what men like most. This is the one.
She believes that she can conquer this man, the world-famous God of War!
"Don't move!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice. At this moment, there were still churchgoers patrolling outside.
Yu Qionghuan became excited. This man must have feelings. Otherwise, why wouldn't he let her move?
"Husband, if I were you, I would choke her unconscious first!" Suddenly, a cool and cold voice sounded softly.
Yu Qionghuan was stunned and was about to shout. When Feng Qingchen exerted force, she suddenly rolled her eyes and fainted.
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and met An Yi's cold eyes. He smiled, but he felt a little guilty.
An Yi hid under the altar table next to the altar. The place underneath was just big enough for her and Little Lanfu to hide.
Little Lanfu sat crouched aside, looking at Feng Qingchen with her little head raised, and suddenly pointed at Yu Qionghuan.
An Yi said angrily: "You still refuse to get up?"
Feng Qingchen was about to get up when he heard footsteps outside. He had no choice but to lie down again, but this time he shifted his body and just put his arm on Yu Qionghuan's slender waist.
An Yi made a gesture of wiping Feng Qingchen's neck. Feng Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you even jealous of a corpse?"
"It's not a corpse yet!" An Yi said coldly.
There¡¯s also temperature, and curves. Huh, she just looked at it. This woman looks younger, and her curves are better than hers. She benefits from being convex, so she must be more comfortable than her, right?
"Except for you, all women in the world are corpses in my eyes!" Feng Qingchen whispered, reaching out her hand to shake An Yi's hand.
The anger on An Yi's face softened, but he was still too lazy to reach out and hold Feng Qingchen's hand.
This man wants to touch two women at the same time, and she won¡¯t let him do it!
Beside, the little bluebird rolled his eyes and crawled back.
She drank too much milk, and when she ate this dog food again, she felt so full that she felt like vomiting.
An Yi wanted to grab Little Lanfu, but was a step too late.
There were church members peeking outside, but An Yi didn't dare to show his head, so he could only watch Lan Fu crawl away on his own.
"What's going on?" An Yi asked in a deep voice, "Are you okay?"
Feng Qingchen lowered his voice and told the story of how Taotie led him to the Ayi Temple that day and caused the fire of the five elements. He then said: "Tian Qing always said that the Feng Shui formation on my back was in the form of a golden dragon. Why did I do it?" When you are burned by the fire of the five elements and cannot restrain yourself, will you appear like a phoenix?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com