Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

After vomiting for so long, Feng Xiaoxun was still full of energy. He was half floating on the water, looking at Di Shiyin with almost fire in his eyes: "Di Shiyin, I will kill you sooner or later! I will burn you.

I will capture your Luojia Mountain and kill all your disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect——"

Emperor Shiyin looked at him leisurely, his flaming red wedding robe fluttering in the wind. He was as light as an immortal: "You must have this ability! Before that, save your own life. If you don't want to

If your muscles and veins are all disabled, just soak in this cold spring for another two hours and use the melting fire technique to transform the power of alcohol. If you transport it well, you can gain five hundred years of skill. If you transport it poorly, you will be completely disabled.

Now, just drown here and never come out again!"

No longer paying attention to Feng Xiaoxun, he took Feng Qingyu's hand and said, "Qingyu, let's go." He pulled her and Shi Shiran left.

Feng Xiaoxun: "..." He was half floating and half submerged in the water, watching Di Shiyin and Feng Qingyu leaving hand in hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was very drunk just now. After drinking that wine, he just felt that the blood flow in the muscles and veins in his body was faster, which made him dizzy and panicked. However, he didn't think much about it. He just thought it was a natural reaction of drinking too much alcohol.

At this moment, after being tortured by Di Shiyin for several times, the feeling that his veins were almost bursting was relieved a lot. His mind was also clearer, and he finally noticed something was wrong with the wine——

After his demonic power was washed away, he naturally tried to improve his mental power and return to his previous state of eagerness for quick success.

He also accidentally heard Hamburg talking about the functions of this wine, and he became greedy, so he simply stole six jars in one go, hoping to boost his telepathy.

Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. If Di Shiyin hadn't happened to see him and relieved him of his alcoholism in time, someone might have come to help collect his body at dawn. Even if he was lucky enough to save a small life, I'm afraid it would be too late.

I will be knocked back to my original shape by this wine, and I will have to cultivate for another thousand or eight hundred years before I can obtain a human body——

Although Feng Xiaoxun's telekinesis power is only at the elementary level of an immortal, he is a demon king after all and has experienced a lot. At this moment, his mind is clear and he finally wakes up.

Could it be that—this brother didn’t feel sorry for those jars of wine and deliberately tormented him? Instead, he was trying to save him? It’s just that the methods he used were a little more radical...

He lowered his eyes slightly and examined himself silently. It seemed that there was indeed a line of fire darting left and right in his veins. Staying in the water just released the power of the positive yang of the line of fire, making him feel much better.

It seems that what Di Shiyin said at the end is true.