The heart of the Great Demon King brought unprecedented strength, just when both of them were close to suffocation, Ye Wentian finally succeeded in launching a counterattack, while being attacked by the city, he grabbed the buttons of Teresa's shirt with both hands, and it was torn to pieces from the inside out, and the amazing mountains bounced out and smashed on his chest with a thousand forces, at this moment he finally deeply realized Teresa's hiding ability.

"How dare you resist?" Teresa bit Ip Mantian's lower lip and sat up suddenly, her long ice-blue hair threw out a brilliant brilliance in the air, for opponents who dared to resist, they must be punished tenfold, their hands were torn indiscriminately, and Ye Mantian's clothes were all gone, leaving not even a trace, as if they had never existed.

"Of course you have to resist!" Ye Wentian unceremoniously regained a little initiative with both hands, and the ten-fingered brothers rose up to launch a counterattack against the violent rule of the female marshal.

This action obviously angered the female marshal, and the slender jade hand broke through the camp and snatched the military flag from her hand.

"Check if the fruit is new or not!" Teresa grabbed the flag and waved it a few times, making the enemy commander's eyes red and almost crazy, and the shame of capturing the flag could not be ignored.

"I've kept it for you for so many years, hurry up and take it off for me!" Ye Wentian hissed, the ten-fingered general fought vertically and horizontally, and the military flag turned into an angry dragon, and he wanted to escape from the clutches of the female marshal.

Teresa was fighting fiercely with the enemy commander, how could she have the kung fu to scruple the ten-fingered general, and with a roar of rage, she rose into the air and suppressed the flying dragon back to the ground.

The moment she sat down suddenly, Teresa suddenly stiffened, then gasped and held her breath in her chest for a long time before she let out a long-suppressed cry.

The attack was as heavy as the top of Mount Tai, and finally the enemy commander was completely crushed to the ground, and the military flag was completely taken away by the female marshal.

Ye Wentian's eyes were red, and he let out a low, beast-like roar, and the Ten-Fingered General almost used all his strength. He felt that his sanity and consciousness had been completely wiped out, and all that was left was to attack and attack.

This is obviously not the result that the female marshal wants, she is going to take advantage of the fact that Xiu Wei is still coming to an all-round crush, how can she tolerate any resistance or even counterattack? Teresa swept away, knocking all the ten-fingered generals into the air, and her whole body suddenly contracted and tightened with the fierce force that destroyed her nature, and suddenly lifted Ye Wentian to heaven and then to hell.

With a bang, the imperial city was shattered, the emperor bowed his head, the sturdy bed collapsed and shattered, all the porcelain, jade, and oil paintings in the room burst into powder, and the long swords and knives in the weapon shelves scattered and flew in all directions, piercing into the ceiling or walls and buzzing and trembling.

The volcano rolls and the angry sea surging, the sky collapses, the earth cracks, the lightning flashes and thunders, and the endless war begins.

......

There is no sun in the eternal night, and it should be dawn now.

Everything in the room was destroyed, and even the walls and ceiling were filled with large holes for some unknown reason, a sight that would put even the most vicious robbers to shame.

The big bed had long since turned into pieces of wood on the ground, Teresa stood up, stretched out with her back to Ye Wentian, and the incredible perfect curves were unmistakably revealed in his sight.

At this time, Theresa had nothing on her body except for white high-heeled boots, and when she looked down diagonally, this back was so perfect that Ye Wentian had the urge to start the seventh war again.

Just now, the two had just ended the Sixth World War, although Ye Mantian was pressed down every time, but he dared to pat his chest and say that he was not defeated at all, and it was a miracle to be proud of being able to survive six rounds under the attack of the Dark Demon Dragon Marshal.

"Teresa, how do you feel?" asked Ye Wentian with his hands behind his head and a grin.

Teresa's back froze visibly for a moment: "Uh, it's okay, well, I mean, it's actually pretty good...... Ah, maybe that's what it means, you should think that's what it means!"

Ye Wentian couldn't help laughing: "You seem to be quite afraid, but it's not that scary, is it?"

"Afraid?" Teresa was like a tiger that had been touched on the buttocks, she turned around suddenly, because she turned too quickly, she threw out a turbulent wave, and her high-heeled boots lifted up and stepped heavily on Ye Wentian's stomach, completely ignoring what this posture would expose, and her voice rose sharply, "I'm a dignified marshal, I'll be afraid?

Ye Wentian raised his hand and grabbed her ankle and asked, "Aren't you afraid of what kind of wine you drink?"

"I ......," Teresa said visibly staggering for breath, then gritted her teeth as she lifted her foot down, "I'm there for...... In order to...... Sister, am I willing to do it?" I couldn't find an excuse and just started to cheat.

"You're provoking the Seventh War!" Ye Wentian deliberately grimaced, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Teresa moved the tip of her shoe and squinted her eyes, "I'm just provoking a war, what's wrong?"

"Then let's fight!" Ye Wentian's hand holding her ankle suddenly exerted force, and the power of the horned python was activated, pulling Teresa towards him.

Teresa didn't expect that Ye Wentian would dare to take the initiative to attack, and fell into his arms with a scream, so the seventh war really began, and the battle was not inferior to the previous one.

Perhaps because of Ip Mantian's provocation, or perhaps to cover up her embarrassment, the female marshal suppressed the extraordinarily violent this time, and did not hesitate to cheat and use her overwhelming strength to crush the opponent. Ip Mantian naturally fought back desperately, and also made the female marshal pay an unforgettable price.

This is a war that is not won or lost.

An hour later, the Seventh World War finally ended successfully, Teresa did not get up, but quietly lay in Ye Wentian's arms and gasped, her long ice blue hair sprinkled at will, a strand of sweat-stained hair stuck to her face, and her pretty face was still rippling with the flush of the rest of her life, she was enough to turn any man into a bloodthirsty beast.

And Ye Wentian hugged her like this, gently rubbed her back, looked at the ceiling, and smiled lazily: "The wine is over?"

"Hmm......" Teresa wanted to say that it had long since passed, at least the war just now was not a drink to strengthen her courage, but in the end it turned into a murmur as thin as a mosquito.

Ye Wentian patted her and smiled: "It's okay, I won't be so nervous next time." ”

"Want to have another time?" Teresa raised her head and raised a beautiful eyebrow.

"Of course, don't you want to?" Ye Wentian asked rhetorically, helping her to remove the wet hair stuck to her face.

Teresa blinked, suddenly regained the power of the marshal, raised her fist and threatened: "Next time I will be on it!"

Ye Wentian seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke: "Haha, come on, don't forget that today is the day of your transformation, from now on, as long as you can beat me, I will let you be on it." ”

Teresa's eyes widened: "I don't accept it, you are taking advantage of others!"

"This is called treating others in the way of others, next time you will understand, well, I will definitely let you understand thoroughly, hey, don't do it, you haven't transformed yet, you will die!" Ye Wentian screamed in pain and rushed out, and Teresa also chased out angrily.

The two kept it that way, and they fought in the empty castle.