Chapter 1140
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Feng Qing was shocked. His Kung Fu...
Although Feng Qing was good at that, her Kung Fu was not that good. At most, she knew some fancy moves. However, the man in front of her could easily kill her as if she was an ant.
Therefore, Feng Qing went to 'serve' him.
The masked man had a great body, but unfortunately, he was very fussy. He only allowed her to work on his private parts and did not allow her to look at his other parts.
Although Fengqing felt that it was a pity, she still tried her best.
However, the man was still lying there calmly and did not show any signs of raising his head.
Feng Qing had always been proud of her skills. She claimed that she could make impotent men masculine. However, she had met with a man who came to her in the middle of the night.
Under normal circumstances, she only needed to use her skills to tease those men, and those men would get hot all over their bodies. They would pounce on her and fight with her for 300 rounds.
However, she had been working on this man for almost an hour. She had used all her skills, but the man did not get hot all over his body. Instead, he was getting colder and colder. The temperature around him seemed to be dropping rapidly.
Finally, Feng Qing gave up when her last trick did not work. She lifted her body and was very dissatisfied. "You are obviously a natural eunuch. Are you here to make fun of me?"
The man had such a good body, but he was just a candle head. He looked good but was useless!
The masked man did not say anything. He stood up and tidied his robe. He turned around and walked out.
Feng Qing did not give up. She did not even get to enjoy herself.
She chased after him. "Are you going to leave just like that? If you don't stay … "She did not manage to finish her sentence, and she would never be able to finish it.
The masked man did not even turn his head. He just waved his sleeves, and Feng Qing was frozen into an ice sculpture. Then, she shattered into tiny pieces of blood dust.
Long Fan had just fallen asleep in the middle of the night, but he was woken up by Mo Zhao. "Get up!"
Long Fan had been busy the whole day, so he was very angry when he was kicked up. If the man was not The Great Lord, he would have kicked him out!
"The Great Lord, what do you want?" He sounded very bad.
Mo Zhao gritted his teeth. "There is something wrong with this body!"
Long Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his drowsiness disappeared. "What's the big problem?"
"It's … it's naturally castrated!"
Long Fan, "..."
He paused for a moment. "How … How did you know?" The High Reverend had just succeeded in possessing the body, yet he went to test that ability first?
Didn't the High Lord stay away from women all those years ago? Why was it suddenly this time …
Mo Zhao snorted. Of course, he did not want to tell her that when he was Rong Che, although he was a playboy, he was not a pervert. He focused on his cultivation to maintain his virginity, but he would occasionally have a physiological reaction when he saw a beautiful woman. For example, he had this desire for Gu Xijiu in the past, but he had been suppressing it.
However, after he had successfully possessed her, he did not feel any lust when he saw her and even had physical contact with her. This made him a little nervous.
When Long Fan asked him about it, he thought that it was because Gu Xijiu, who was also a clone, did not respond. Hence, he decided to find someone else to test it out.
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