Reinforcements? Fang Jun and the mortal world seemed shocked.

"The Bamboo Alliance Gang can really make trouble!" Chu Tian walked slowly upstairs, and Feng Qingyun said a few words: "Let it continue to support, and tell me when the number of people has increased to 3500. Alas, it's time to rest all day. Master Fang, you should go to bed early, let's talk about anything tomorrow!"

Fang Jun was stunned, wondering where Chu Tian’s indifferent confidence came from.

The mortal world smiled and patted Fang Jun on the shoulder and said, "Master Fang, don't worry, the young marshal actually concluded that the Bamboo Alliance Gang would not attack. Then there must be his reasons and certainty. You and I don't have to worry too much. Let your brothers be alert, that is, I believe that tomorrow will be the real black clouds that will overwhelm the city!"

Fang Jun nodded with a wry smile and sighed softly: "I hope so!"

Under Yang Feiyang's service, Chu Tian quickly finished his shower and drank the medicine she had boiled. Then he came to the window and pushed the glass open. He wanted to breathe the fresh air in the middle of the night to wake up his mind. Unexpectedly, when the cold wind poured in, he suddenly saw Han Xue's slender figure, she stood tall in the garden like a carved stone.

"Young Marshal, what are you looking at?" Yang Feiyang leaned over gently:

"Ah, look at Han Xue again?"

Chu Tian hugged the woman who was more charming because of jealousy, walked slowly on her waist with his right hand, and then responded gently: "What do you mean to look again? I just opened the window and saw her. You said she was standing in the garden for no reason in the middle of the night when it was cold and cold?"

"Do you really want to freeze into an ice beauty?"

Yang Feiyang was touched by Chu Tian and sighed that this boy's teasing ability was getting stronger and stronger, but she still suppressed the desire in her heart and spoke slowly: "This is due to Han Xue's personality. Most people practice martial arts with the flow, but Han Xue goes against it. She likes to practice the most weird sword techniques in the harshest environment!"

Chu Tian nodded suddenly and became more interested in Han Xue.

Seeing that Chu Tian’s eyes were still nostalgic outside, Yang Feiyang stepped forward and turned to block Chu Tian, ​​and said as if he was chuckling: "Young Marshal, are you going to watch Han Xue practice martial arts by the cold wind window, or do you want to drill a warm quilt with Feiyang? If you choose the former, then Feiyang will go to Mo Mo to share the same bed!"

A woman's jealousy is increasing and blatant.

Today, Yang Feiyang wore a purple-black Nick top, a straight black full-wool serge pants, and a high bun rolled up on the back of his head, like a pot of blooming ink chrysanthemums. His skin was strong and his eyes were like a dreamy girl, but he had more mature and charming colors.

Such a woman is a beauty wherever she is placed.

Chu Tian withdrew his gaze and closed the window. Looking at Yang Feiyang's plump and proud figure, he felt an impulse in his heart. Men are such a strange animal. Perhaps prostitutes who have taken off their bodies cannot seduce your hair. The white-collar beauty in uniform and serious expression makes men feel more malicious.

So he reached out to pick up the woman, smiled ambiguously, "Of course I chose you!"

Yang Feiyang obediently pressed against Chu Tian’s chest, but opened the window without notice, allowing the closed glass to open a small gap, and the cold wind kept pouring on the orchid curtains. Chu Tian, ​​who was eager to rise, naturally didn’t pay attention, and then she muttered to herself:

"Young Marshal, your injury has not healed yet... Are you okay?"

As soon as she said that she had lost her words, the last sentence was clearly "provoking" Chu Tian's heroic spirit. Any man would do his best, let alone a master like Chu Tian. Sure enough, Chu Tian had a huge sense of fighting spirit, and he held her peak in his right hand and rubbed her smile almost evilly.

"Little Fairy, this is what you asked for."

Chu Tian growled, then threw the woman on the bed as fast as possible. After disarming her fully armed, he could no longer control himself and suddenly hugged Yang Feiyang in his arms. His flexible tongue kept sliding across her white and tender skin, leaving water stains everywhere he went.

Chu Tian, ​​who is familiar with women's bodies, naturally knows Yang Feiyang's sensitivity.

The delicate skin was constantly swept by Chu Tian's dexterous tongue. Yang Feiyang suddenly felt a trembling from the soul begin to spread in his body. In a blink of an eye, the skin was dyed with a layer of seductive pink. A heat flow under the lower abdomen of the dantian also began to restless, and his body swayed slightly.

Yang Feiyang bit his lips and grabbed the bed sheet with both hands.

Suddenly, her body tightened, and Chu Tian's magic hand had climbed up to the height of her chest, and she kept stroking and kneading it. Since she had been having fun with Chu Tian several times, Yang Feiyang felt her chest a little swelling, and her breasts seemed to begin to develop second-development, and they quickly stood up under the movements of the other party.

The two pink and delicate figures at the top are so charming under the soft light.

"Feiyang, you are such a peerless beauty!"

Chu Tian's hand climbed to the top of the mountain without restraint. The tender and sensitive * was stimulated and quickly rose and stood up, causing Yang Feiyang's warm and soft body to tremble slightly, and a burst of moans came out in a hurry. The moan was as beautiful as a bird singing oriole, but she still grabbed Chu Tian's hand:

"Who is more beautiful with Han Xue?"

Chu Tian's right hand stagnated slightly. He didn't expect that this little girl would not forget to compare with Han Xue in bed. These two people were really hard to resolve. Of course, she could not cool down her affection, otherwise she would have to wear clothes and leave. Thinking of this, he chuckled and responded: "Of course Feiyang is beautiful!"

Yang Feiyang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then let go of his hand holding Chu Tian.

Chu Tian sighed softly. At this moment, the lower bodies of the men and women who were immersed in love and desire were no longer hindered. Yang Feiyang's slender legs crossed Chu Tian's majestic waist. Privacy had already been intimately contacted, rubbed, and stimulated friction. Chu Tian's wide chest pressed her delicate *** into distortion.

Feeling strong, Yang Feiyang's body trembled and twisted, she was already lost.

Yang Feiyang squirted an intoxicating fragrance on Chu Tian’s cold face, and a swaying and delicate voice came from her throat. She could clearly feel Chu Tian’s majestic oppression. Her cheeks were flushed and moved because she felt that she was already moved. She closed her legs nervously to cover up her thoughts.

But she subconsciously moved and could only tangle the beautiful legs that were wrapped around his waist tighter.

Chu Tian was very satisfied tonight, but he was surprised that Yang Feiyang's moans were much higher than before.

The eyes are as charming as silk, and the spring night is warm.

In the garden, Han Xue, who was sweating profusely, turned her head, swept through the lighted window, and moans from the cracks of the window. A hint of loneliness and melancholy flashed across the corner of her mouth, and then her right hand waved toward the tree on the side, and the scimitar roared into the entire tree. Then, the tree slowly fell down with the cold wind.

The light falling from the window dragged Han Xue's figure long and lonely.

This night was as Chu Tian expected, although the Bamboo League army was in a state of obscurity, they were all in peace. Only Fang Jun had half asleep and half awake until dawn. When he saw the sun hanging high, he knew that the day was coming, and no matter how strong or barbaric the Bamboo League army was, he would not dare to attack Baolian Building in broad daylight.

Maybe it was because he worked too hard last night, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning when Chu Tian got up.

Seeing Fang Jun's exhausted look, Chu Tian patted him on the shoulder and asked him to go to bed. Then he examined the information while having breakfast. The Bamboo League Gang had increased its troops to 3,200 at the forefront base, while the Bamboo League Gang was only 700 in Xishuangbanna, and the rear of the Bamboo League Gang was extremely empty.

Chu Tian lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and he was really puzzled:

Did the Bamboo Alliance Gang take the wrong medicine? What is the significance of this fighting style? Do you want to repeat the good show of mutual exchange between the two sides? Even if Kunming is occupied by the Bamboo Alliance Gang, he still has a way to lead the Tang family's children to Ningshui Garden, and the two sides will turn around and return to the starting point?

Of course, this is just Chu Tian’s idea of ​​conditioned reflex. He believes that Lao K must have a killer move.

Before he could guess the enemy's intentions, for safety reasons, Chu Tian asked the mortal world to mobilize 900 people to guard the portal, then retreated the vanguard and 300 people and others to the flank as mobile troops, and at the same time used the remaining 800 people as support. More than 300 local gangs led by Tian Yangsheng were used as surprise troops to attack the strongholds at a long-range attack.

Just after the deployment was completed, a document covered with the Provincial Public Security Department's stamp was sent to Chu Tian.
Chapter completed!