Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

Although her exorcism skills are very good, she is still no match for him, not to mention that he has so many loyal subordinates. He wants to make it difficult for her to come and go!

The dagger in Fang Xiyan's palm was slightly on the snake demon's vest: "Don't go any further! Otherwise I'll kill her!"

The force she used was moderate, and the sharp dagger penetrated half an inch into the flesh, and blood came out. The snake demon was in pain, and it was so frightened that it screamed again: "Your Majesty, please save me, Your Majesty, please save this concubine..."

Sure enough, Mr. Scorpion took action. With one move of his palms, several green rays of light flew out from his palms like flags and flew toward Fang Xiyan! The demonic wind was fierce, and before it even reached him, it seemed to want to cut people's limbs.

Body! It’s about to cover both Fang Xiyan and Fang Xiyan——

Fang Xiyan's heart suddenly sank. Without thinking in the critical situation, she pushed the snake demon forward violently, and at the same time, her body floated backwards like a kite...

"Chichichichichi..." Several muffled sounds were mixed with a short exclamation.

The charming snake demon was covered by those green lights, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of minced snake meat——

The smell of blood filled the air. Although Fang Xiyan managed to escape his killing move, her heart sank completely!

The snake demon is dead, and the only bargaining chip in her hand has disappeared. This Scorpion Lord's demon skills are far superior to hers. She is trapped in this jungle of demons. This time she is afraid that she won't even be able to leave a whole body behind!

Mr. Scorpion turned around, sat down on his throne again, and said coldly: "Take her down! No matter life or death!"

The demon generals in the hall responded loudly, and surrounded her one after another, trapping Fang Xiyan in the middle like an iron barrel.

Fang Xiyan took a breath, the dagger in her right hand was cold and the talisman in her left hand was colorful.

At this point, she can only fight!

She can earn enough by working on one, but she still earns one by working on two...

It's strange that when she was in the carriage, she clearly set the conch on fire. Why didn't Gu Ximo come to the rescue?

Was it something that caught his leg, or was the conch he gave him originally made from Xibei, and there was no way he could send a warning message——

Feng Xiaoxun's shadow flashed before his eyes again, and he sighed secretly in his heart. That little guy must have gone home alone, right?

Hope nothing happens——

She originally wanted to teach him a lesson and let him wait for a day or two before talking again, but she didn't expect that the farewell would be forever. She personally promised him that she would stay with him, but she broke her promise...

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The stars and moon were hazy in the sky, and Feng Xiaoxun slowly stood up from the boulder on a mountain peak. At this moment, he had returned to his original appearance, with his black hair spread like flowing water, and his bright red clothes became more and more alluring.

He had already taken the elixir that the little demon sent out last night brought back for him, and after meditating for a while, his telepathy power had improved a lot. Although it was still not comparable to his original power, it was still quite good.

With one-third of his original power, even the demons and immortals are no match for him——

He picked up a strand of black hair on his shoulder with his fingertips and frowned slightly.

His hair was indeed black when he was a child, but since he practiced demon skills, his hair gradually turned silver, and his red clothes and silver hair became his signature. This time, the demon skills were burned away by Fang Xiyan.

Nine times out of ten, his hair will naturally return to its original color, and since he is practicing immortality at the moment, his hair will naturally not turn gray again——

He touched his hair lightly with his fingertips, and his black hair suddenly turned silver, flying in the wind.

The corner of his lips twitched, and he showed a smile. He was still used to this look.