Bi Ningshuai swallowed his saliva and had a strange expression. He coughed twice and asked: “Umm, Brother Feng, these ladies are your helpers?”

Mo Yaoyao wore a fox fur coat on top of her thin silk dress. Her hair was decorated with several bright trinkets. She carried a cute pekingese, looking like a young noble on a tour.

Heavenly Witchcraft Goddess looked natural and spirited, gentle and beautiful. She had limpid autumn waters in her eyes and jade for her bones.

Luo Yu’er followed right behind her, looking bashful with a hint of fear when looking at Feng Feiyun.

Feiyun glanced at the girls and thought that nothing was wrong. He nodded in agreement: “Yeah.”

“Sigh, I had a bad feeling about this.” Ningshuai sighed then said:...