Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

"What about your Demon Lord? Has he left again?" Fang Xiyan's eyes shone slightly. If he really left here, then she would have a better chance of escaping -

The women didn't answer, but they all looked behind her and suddenly knelt down together: "Lord Demon Lord!"

Fang Xiyan's body froze for an instant, and she turned around slowly. Not far behind her, Feng Xiaoxun was standing there, with her bright red robes and silver hair flying in the air. He looked at Fang Xiyan and smiled seductively, a smile even brighter than this flower.

Hai Geng Cui Can: "What? I haven't seen you for a while. Do you miss me?"

Fang Xiyan: "..."

I miss you so much! This guy belongs to Cao Cao? Just recite it casually and it will pop out!

Feng Xiaoxun walked over slowly and glanced at the women: "What are you doing around her?" His voice was a little cold.

The women all shrank and lay on the ground without even daring to raise their heads. The woman in purple was more thoughtful and immediately reported: "The slaves - the slaves have come out to meet the new master."

Other women also echoed.

Feng Xiaoxun's flowing eyes glanced at Fang Xiyan: "Who said she is your new master?"

This sentence was so shocking that all the flower demons were stunned. They all looked at Fang Xiyan, or to be precise, at her clothes; "Then - then her clothes..."

Feng Xiaoxun smiled leisurely, his eyes a little cold: "She put on these clothes herself, but I didn't ask her to wear them."

"Then - she... who is she?" the woman in yellow asked.

"She - she is just my prisoner now." Feng Xiaoxun said in a calm tone, looking at Fang Xiyan coolly, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.

All the flower demons suddenly understood and were filled with indignation. The woman in purple said angrily: "Damn it, it turns out she is just a prisoner! She dares to wear the clothes of the future mistress. She is really tired of living!" With a flick of her sleeves, a ray of purple light appeared.

He shot it out and shot towards Fang Xiyan!

Fang Xiyan was well prepared. Although she lost her spiritual power, her inner strength was still there. With a slight flicker of her body, the ray of purple light shot into the air. With her delicate white palm, the ray of purple light was caught by her.

He held it in his hand. He smiled coldly: "Such a beautiful petal, I'd better give it back to you!"

With a flick of his hand, the purple light was reflected back again, several times faster than before!

The purple-clothed flower demon was not as good at Qinggong as she was. He couldn't dodge and was hit in the ribs by the purple light!

With a "chi" sound and a "ah" scream, she fell to the ground, her face full of pain, and dark purple juice flowed out from under her ribs.

She rolled around stroking the wound, wishing to scream, but Feng Xiaoxun was here, so she didn't dare to be presumptuous, she just moaned lowly: "Demon Lord - Lord Demon Lord, help... help..."