Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

"Only you can save her this time..." Feng Xiaoxun added another sentence. He poked Di Shiyin in front of him like a wooden stake, not taking a step back. His handsome face was tense.

He seemed to have no expression, but there was a hint of vulnerability and nervousness in his eyes——

The two brothers had been enemies for thousands of years. When Di Shiyin saw Feng Xiaoxun, he was either laughing proudly and arrogantly, or he was furious, or he was smiling with a treacherous look on his face...

But this was the first time I saw him being vulnerable. It was the first time in the world that such an expression appeared on his face.

Di Shiyin finally became interested and said lazily: "Give me a reason to save her." He glanced at Feng Xiaoxun again: "I don't owe you anything."

As for the debt, it was Feng Xiaoxun who owed him.

Feng Xiaoxun took a breath: "You really don't owe me anything, but you owe her, so you must save her!"

Di Shiyin tightened his fingers slightly, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and finally took a serious look at Fang Xiyan, and frowned: "She is?"

Feng Xiaoxun said calmly: "You forgot about her so quickly? She died under your palm in the previous life..."

The emperor released his voice for a moment, his brows gathered slightly, and he suddenly waved his hand, signaling the disciples to go down.

The disciples quickly dispersed, leaving only the two of them standing facing each other on the Snow Melting Peak.

"You said she is Feiyue?" Di Shiyin glanced at Fang Xiyan again, his eyes slightly complicated.

Feng Xiaoxun snorted: "Can't you tell if it's her?!" He has lost all his demonic power now, and he can't see the extenuating circumstances.

Emperor Shiyin's power is boundless now, and he should be able to see through the phenomena to see the essence and see her soul.

Di Shiyin glanced at Fang Xiyan in his arms, and without comment, just asked him: "So what if it's her?"

He said this very indifferently, Feng Xiaoxun said angrily: "She died in your hands back then..."

Emperor Shiyin remained calm: "Too many people have died under my command." He was once the God of War, and countless tens of thousands of demons died under his command. He didn't feel that he owed these people anything.

Feng Xiaoxun took a breath, as if he didn't expect him to say this. He paused and said angrily: "Di Shiyin, Fei'er is different from other people! She...she - she was with you back then..." The following words

He was a little hard to say, with a handsome face that was green and white...

Di Shiyin simply leaned on an ice pillar, crossed his arms and looked at him: "What was she like with me back then? Didn't the mighty Demon Lord even speak a single word?"

Feng Xiaoxun's eyes turned cold: "How could she and you talk about it again with me? Don't you understand?!" That incident was a thorn in his heart. Even after thousands of years, he still didn't want to go.

He didn't want to mention it, but he didn't want to mention it. If it wasn't to save her this time, he wouldn't want to use this matter to blackmail Di Shiyin.

Di Shiyin curled his lips, smiled gracefully, and said casually: "Well, you mean she came to me to work as an undercover agent for you? That's okay. She used a beauty trap on me, and I just used her trick.

It’s just a moment. And—” He paused: “And nothing has ever happened between me and her, and I don’t owe her anything.”

What never happened?! Feng Xiaoxun suddenly sneered: "Di Shiyin, you are too cowardly to say this! Do you dare to do it or not? Fei'er did approach you purposefully for me back then, but you got her after all.

Isn’t it?! You even asked her to be your cauldron..."