Let them offer their loyalty!

Such expenses are necessary for the "Fog Hidden Association" to hold regular gatherings.

As for cloaks and masks, they are all part of the attire during the "Soul" ritual, which is why some people are "Masks," some are "Mist," and others are "Fox Heads," and so on....

Thus, Pang Haichen's soul was in the "Spirit Mirror Space" at this moment, but his body remained in the real world.

Seeing this scene, Tang Feifei did not act rashly.

Generally speaking, after the soul or consciousness of a High Order Catastrophist departs on a journey, they often set up many alert or defensive rituals around to ensure their safety.

And as a Peak Fourth Rank Catastrophist and a leader of the Sanctuary, his methods were likely numerous.

Therefore, to be safe, caution was necessary!

With this thought, Tang Feifei made a few hand signals to the people behind her.

They dispersed to prevent Pang Haichen from escaping, while the specialists from the Security Bureau stepped forward to inspect the Cataclysm Formation.

After a few minutes of fussing, the specialists from the Security Bureau exchanged glances,

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When Qiu Tu kissed Larilo just now, he realized that the Evil God.... seems a bit different from ordinary humans.

Their lips and bodies seem softer? More delicate? Higher temperature?

So, even with such a simple trick, Qiu Tu felt an extreme enjoyment.

'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'

'It's really not bad!'

Perhaps sensing Qiu Tu was awake, Larilo began to work even harder.

Soon, Qiu Tu surrendered, foaming at the mouth.

After their first battle, Qiu Tu wanted to have a good chat with Larilo, to ask why she returned.

But before he could speak, the next second, Larilo switched things up: she greeted Qiu Tu's manhood with her fair chest.

Qiu Tu was stunned for a moment, instinctively feeling something was off.

However..... Larilo gave him no chance to explain or resist, she just forcibly aroused Qiu Tu's manhood.

To be honest, men are really like big-headed sons and small-headed dads.

So Qiu Tu really wanted to show some ambition. But.... some things can't be resolved by ambition alone.

So.... in the end, Qiu Tu lay on his back in bed, silently comforting himself, 'Forget it, forget it, it's all just a means to please oneself.'

'Even if she goes a bit overboard, so what? It's good that she puts effort into me.'

And so, a ridiculous night passed.

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Just when he was thinking this, Fang Tangtang shyly covered her face, then untied the sash around her waist.

The next second, the robe slipped off, revealing a body like white jade, beautifully carved and polished.

Qiu Tu:.....

Qiu Tu admitted that at that moment, his heart seemed to skip a beat.

But after all, he is a proper person. Besides, he needed to read that philosophy book tonight!

So, he lowered his head and looked at the "Existence" in his hand, once, twice.... and then he kept reading!

'To hell with "Existence," the meaning of "Existence" lies in Cao currency!'

With those extremely crude, insulting thoughts towards philosophy in his mind, Qiu Tu jumped out of bed, lifted Fang Tangtang amidst her exclamations, and pressed her down on the bed....

Blue Moon blushed deeply, drawing clouds to cover its face.

That night, Qiu Tu waged an intense battle with Fang Tangtang until midnight.

Fang Tangtang seemed to have truly assumed the role of a girlfriend, even though Qiu Tu noticed several times that she lightly furrowed her brows, clearly not fully recovered from yesterday's "injury," she still seriously swayed her body to match with Qiu Tu....

Qiu Tu once again realized just how soft and comfortable the facial cleanser that was always close to him was....

'Facial cleanser is best for personal use!'

With this thought, Qiu Tu imparted everything he could to Fang Tangtang, teaching her, enlightening her.....

After all, as the Deputy Minister of the Political Department, he naturally held the killing quota.

She couldn't quite grasp what that feeling was.

She only felt it was very comfortable....

However, at this time, Qiu Tu didn't give her much time to think.

He pressed Tang Feifei to the ground, yanked off her bath towel, and moved in!

This time, Tang Feifei experienced a feeling unlike anything she had ever shared with Liu Fuping.....

That starkly different enjoyment made her several times want to use her shoulder to resist Qiu Tu's mouth, trying to call a halt.

However, Qiu Tu, with one hand holding her front, the other pressing her shoulder, made her like a fish out of water, unable to turn over.

That domineering attitude made Tang Feifei almost unable to resist.

Especially.... every time she was nearly unable to bear it, wanting to kick Qiu Tu off, he would lean close to her ear and murmur deeply, "Bureau Chief, do you want to break the contract?"

At that moment, Tang Feifei truly felt conquered for the first time!

To be honest, she had always been strong-willed from a young age, and of course, she couldn't accept this kind of one-sided "beating!"

Several times she wanted to overturn and let the peasants sing!

But... she was, after all, a person of her word.

So.... even though she cursed herself numerous times for agreeing to Qiu Tu too hastily, that day and night she didn't take the initiative to touch Qiu Tu, nor did she resist him....

Only secretly exerting force!

And Qiu Tu, he really exerted great effort this time.

He knew that to conquer the woman in front of him, he must give her an unforgettable experience!

Thus, he clung tightly to Tang Feifei, almost giving her no chance to rest!