Still wiping the body, the little girl became familiar again, and for Ye Qingfeng, she untied his shirt and gently wiped him.
"Brother Feng, you seemed to have a different aura just now, as if there was a sudden momentum, shocking deep in one's heart."
Ling Yanchen said while wiping.
"Really?"
"Actually, I can feel it. Brother Feng, you have a special aura, you are definitely not an ordinary person." Ling Yanchen said softly, "Brother Feng, are you a special soldier?"
"No, I am much more formidable than a special soldier."
"Braggart!"
The little girl smiled lightly.
"Speaking of which, our Huaxia's special soldiers are very fierce. I saw on the news that our country's Demon-slaying Team swept the field in the national special forces competition and won the championship."
"Even the United States' Snow Leopard special forces were no match for the Demon-slaying Team."
The little girl said with a hint of pride.
