Cao Ying Meets the Three Women

Cao Ying, unaware of Hun Tiandi's plan to become an Emperor, reflected on the history of the Central Continent.

She concluded that between Ancient Races, unless one clan lost all of its top-tier combat strength, it was basically impossible for the other powers to go to war with it.

And the decline of an Ancient Race was often measured in millennia.

But after a thousand years, Cao Ying did not even know whether she and Lin Feng would still exist on the Dou Qi Continent.

Therefore, in her view, Lin Feng and Gu Xun'er could basically only glare at each other for the rest of their lives.

After all, the Ancient Clan was the overlord of humanity, while the Ancient Void Dragon Clan was the overlord of magical beasts. Both sides were deeply entangled with countless interests.

Unless the upper ranks of one faction had collectively lost their minds, they certainly would not fight the other to the death.

"I've thoroughly offended the Ancient Clan's eldest young lady. Aren't you afraid?"

Looking at Cao Ying's pretty face, which showed not the slightest trace of fear, Lin Feng smiled.

Hearing this, Cao Ying said irritably, "You, the culprit, aren't afraid, so what do I have to fear? Besides, I'm not the kind of person who runs away at the last moment. Marry a chicken, follow a chicken; marry a dog, follow a dog. Since I chose you, I naturally won't abandon you and run."

"Hehe, Ying'er, that was wonderfully said. Come, let your husband reward you properly."

As he spoke, Lin Feng wrapped an arm around Cao Ying's soft waist and pulled her uncovered body into his embrace.

At the same time, he rolled over and pressed Cao Ying's delicate body beneath him.

Of course, while the two were busy, Lin