Iron Cross Fire

Mo Yan was quick-witted. Seeing Yue Feng's smiling face, she guessed that he wanted her to beg him.

But how could she, one of the twelve holy demon kings and the first female demon king of the demon clan, give in to him?

Thinking of this, Mo Yan bit her lips tightly and tried to activate the power of the demon soul to expel the cold poison of the netherworld demon in her body. However, the cold poison had spread to her whole body and could no longer be controlled.

After just a dozen seconds, Mo Yan's lips turned pale, and a trace of pain appeared on her delicate face.

Obviously, Mo Yan was about to give up.

Hiss...Mo Yan's suppression not only had no effect, but on the contrary, the power of the cold poison broke out more and more unscrupulously, and waves of extremely cold air continued to invade.

Alas!

Seeing that Mo Yan would rather die than surrender and refused to give in to him, Yue Feng was speechless. This female demon king was too strong.

Thinking, Yue Feng smiled and said: "Forget it, what happened just now is over, Your Excellency the Demon King, don't hold on, you hurry to my protective layer."

After the voice fell, Yue Feng activated the power of the bird ancestor, raised his hand and waved, and laid a layer of flame protection film in front of him. But this protective layer is very small, barely enough to accommodate two people.

Swish!

Seeing this scene, Mo Yan's delicate face instantly turned red.

This Yue Feng is so hateful, deliberately making such a large protective layer, and I am completely naked. If I go over like this, wouldn't I be touched by him...

He must have done it on purpose.

"Make the range a little bigger." Mo Yan said unhappily.

Yue Feng smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency the Demon King, don't embarrass me, your palm just now was too heavy, I can make such a large range now, it's already very good."

"You..."

Hearing this, Mo Yan stomped his feet in anger, this bastard, really knows how to find excuses. It seems that all this is his fault.

For a moment, Mo Yan was tangled.

She didn't want to go over and let Yue Feng take advantage of her, but there was no way. The cold poison in her body was getting stronger and stronger, and her demon soul power could no longer bear it. If she delayed for a while, she would be frozen to death.

A few seconds later, after a struggle, Mo Yan no longer hesitated, bit her lips, and entered Yue Feng's flame protection layer.

Hiss...

The moment Mo Yan entered the protection layer, Yue Feng smelled a fragrance coming to his face, and the whole person was intoxicated. A pair of eyes couldn't help but look at Mo Yan closely.

It must be said that Mo Yan's figure is simply too perfect.

Because the protection layer is very small, Mo Yan is very close, almost sticking to Yue Feng, and the scene is indescribably ambiguous. If there are other demon tribesmen around at this time, they will definitely be shocked.

The first female demon king of the demon tribe is actually in Yue Feng's arms without any cover at this time.

If this matter spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar in the entire demon tribe.

What a shame!

At this moment, feeling Yue Feng's eyes constantly wandering on her body, Mo Yan's face flushed, biting her lips tightly, almost biting them to bleed, feeling uncomfortable all over, but not daring to move.

Under such torture, Mo Yan said coldly: "Yue Feng, I warn you, don't have any crooked ideas, otherwise, I will make you die."

"Your Excellency Demon King, you are so high and mighty, how dare I have any crooked ideas? Besides, I don't lack women in Jiuzhou."

"You..."

"Your Excellency Demon King, don't move around, I'm very weak now, this protective layer won't last long."

"Don't give me this, I think you are doing it on purpose..."

Yue Feng and Mo Yan kept bickering, and before they knew it, a few minutes later, they saw the ice on Mo Yan's body melting rapidly, and not only that, the cold outside the protective layer also completely disappeared.

"Your Excellency the Demon King."

At this time, Yue Feng smiled and removed the protective layer: "The cold is gone, it should be fine."

Mo Yan ignored him, but turned around quickly, took the clothes from the side, and put them on herself. On her delicate face, in addition to a bit of shame and anger, there was also some unnaturalness.

"Yue Feng..."

Finally, after a few seconds, Mo Yan calmed down, looked at Yue Feng and ordered: "Don't tell anyone what happened just now. Otherwise, I will not forgive you."

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