Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

The man in white casually hugged the waist of the woman in red, backed away smoothly, stood still, stretched out his hand and rubbed the woman in red's head: "Idiot, it's better to have a husband, who will let you?"

Did you touch other men's hands?" The voice was like a jade-corridor, extremely pleasant.

Emperor Shiyin stood dumbly. The blood on his body was almost dry, and his face was almost pale to transparent. His expression was distant and clear, complicated and difficult to distinguish. It was a look of despair to the extreme, as if he was tired of the world.

everything of.

He looked at the two people who appeared in front of him indifferently and said in a hoarse voice: "You can't stop me." His voice was indifferent, as if he was telling a fact.

The man in white couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his nose, frowned slightly, and looked at him calmly: "Yes! Di Shiyin, if you insist on seeking death, we really can't stop you..."

His narrow, dark eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc, his thin lips curled up, and he smiled leisurely: "Di Shiyin, you are the only person I am taboo about. If you die, I can sleep peacefully for a few years.

In the future, this heaven can also be incorporated into the territory of our Dragon Clan."

His voice was distant and calm, as if he was stating a fact.

Di Shiyin closed his eyes slightly: "What does this have to do with me?"

The man in white clapped his hands, flicked the hem of his clothes, and said with a smile: "Yes, I don't think it has anything to do with you, so just go and die!" He turned around and hugged the woman in red and walked: "Xuanji, let's go back.

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Ye Xuanji looked at her husband helplessly. Since his rebirth, he has become more and more like the one he had in the human world. He is free and unrestrained, with no taboos...

She coughed and pulled out her husband's sleeve: "Wuxiang, don't you know how to weave souls?"

Hua Wuxiang yawned lazily: "So what? It's time-consuming and labor-intensive. I don't owe Heaven such a big favor..."

Di Shiyin's originally dead eyes suddenly lit up, as if a traveler who had been thirsty for several days in the desert suddenly saw a glimmer of oasis!

He couldn't help but pounced forward and grabbed Hua Wuxiang's sleeve: "Holy Lord, you - you can weave souls. Can people who have been dismissed also weave souls again?" His voice was trembling, and his hands were holding tightly.

Very tightly, her eyes were staring at Hua Wuxiang's eyes, like a drowning person staring at a piece of driftwood.

Hua Wuxiang flicked her sleeves, broke away from his grasp, took two steps back, put some distance between herself and him, and raised her eyebrows: "I say emperor, just say what you say, don't argue, two big guys

What kind of words does a man end up talking about?"

Emperor Shiyin: "..."

Lan Xiu: "..."

All the generals: "..."

The Emperor of Heaven took a step forward and said, "Thank you very much, Holy Lord Wuxiang, for your help."

Hua Wuxiang smiled slightly, his smile was overwhelming, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face: "It's easy to say. This time the Dragon Clan can finally pay off the previous debt?" He flicked his fingertips, and a golden scale disappeared in the palm of his hand: "

This is the last piece your Majesty will use. The Dragon Clan and Heaven will never owe each other any more,"

(For details of the story between Hua Wuxiang, Ye Xuanji and Tianting, please see "The Thieving Concubine: The Husband Is as Fierce as a Tiger". This book has been published under the title "The Flowers Bloom for You on the Other Side"