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Chapter 2220 The distance of a slap

All this girl does is torture. It seems that you, Doctor Xue, don't need you. The little demon girl was still worried about what happened just now, glanced at Doctor Xue and teased.

Doctor Xue's face turned red and his expression was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't say anything. He pretended not to hear it and looked at the big wooden box beside him.

The box has a fresh smell of earth. You don’t need to look at it and you will know that the box must be filled with earth. The twin brothers said it was a good-sounding title. If it is not good, it is called a tomb robber and a local mouse. It is a lower-class and shameless activity.

What Wu Feng and Xue Gui Dai didn't expect was that there were actually people who were hiding this kind of business in the White Lotus Sect. However, if you think about it carefully, you can understand that there are all kinds of people in the White Lotus Sect. It is impossible to maintain such a huge group without silver. There are a large number of burial objects in many ancient tombs, and there are also many kings, princes, generals and ministers. There are countless gold, silver and soft materials in the tombs. The things dug out by the gold-touching lieutenant must be handed over to the White Lotus Sect to serve as a teaching resource.

Sure enough, in a while, the two brothers came up and carried the soil in a basket, poured it into a large wooden box, and then went down to continue digging the soil.

The little demon girl didn't say much, and directly called Wu Feng to sit in front of a chair. The two maids brought an exquisite small box with various patterns engraved on it. It didn't look like modern things, and it was placed next to the round table where Wu Feng sat.

The little demon opened the box, and there were a wide range of things inside, which were even more exciting than the medicine box of Xue Guidou. There were all kinds of strange knives, some soft and mud-like things similar to the skin color, and there was also a thin face as thin as a cicada, which looked quite scary.

Standing in front of Wu Feng for a few times, the little demon girl pinched her chin and pondered for a moment, then let Wu Feng sit upright, and then squeezed out a small ball of light yellow mud from the small box, and it was busy running on Wu Feng's face.

The little demon's fingers were slightly cool, and it touched Wu Feng's face, which made Wu Feng feel inexplicably nervous and his body couldn't help but straighten. He didn't want to see the little demon's pretty face, which made him feel very uncomfortable, but the little demon was so close to her that even her breath could touch his face. He couldn't hide it no matter what, but he couldn't close his eyes. Before long, Wu Feng's palms were nervous and sweating.

However, the little demon girl ignored these things and kept taking out all kinds of things from the box and greeted Wu Feng's face. Sometimes she would take out a knife to carve it. In other words, after two cups of tea, Wu Feng's forehead was sweating. The little demon girl lowered her head, and her beautiful and handsome face was only one slap from Wu Feng. Wu Feng had never been so close to a woman like this, let alone a beautiful woman. That feeling really made Wu Feng feel uncomfortable all over and even his breathing became rapid.
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