Purple-clothed flower demon: "..." She actually couldn't guess what Feng Xiaoxun was thinking at this moment. She really thought that Feng Xiaoxun was standing up for her at this moment. Her heart warmed up and the pain on her body seemed to be relieved a lot. Naturally at this time,

It was a good time to curry favor with the Demon Lord. She timidly took the opportunity to hold a piece of Feng Xiaoxun's clothes: "Master Demon Lord, Ah Zi hurts so much..." The voice was delicate and trembling, making people want to pity...

Feng Xiaoxun seemed to be choked with a breath, his face turned blue, his eyes were turbulent, and anger was rapidly gathering. He looked at Fang Xiyan coldly, as if he wanted to pull her over and cut her into pieces...

Fang Xiyan's heart trembled when she was looked at by his intrusive gaze. She took a step back, frowned secretly, and took a deep breath: "I have already apologized to her, is this okay?"

"It's not enough!" Feng Xiao Xunyin replied, and suddenly leaned down to pick up the purple-clothed flower demon: "Azi, don't be afraid, I will heal your injuries."

He took out a tube of ointment from somewhere, squeezed out a little green ointment, and gently applied it on Ah Zi's wound——

Azi has lived here for nearly a thousand years, and this is the first time she has seen the Demon King be so gentle to her. His slightly cold fingers rubbed near her wound, making her body tremble. Of course, she was excited. She let out a cry.

, taking the opportunity to bury his head in Feng Xiaoxun's arms, smelling the scent of tea and flowers on his body, he was almost intoxicated...

Feng Xiaoxun's body froze slightly! Although he was extremely romantic in the past, he began to control himself since he decided to wait for Feiyue. It has been more than five hundred years and he has never touched the body of another woman. Now he is holding Ah Zi,

There was an extremely weird feeling of rejection in my heart, and I almost wanted to throw her out...

His arms paused for a moment, and finally he couldn't bear to move. He glanced sideways at Fang Xiyan and saw her standing there with her green skirt fluttering. Apart from forbearance and alertness, there was no other emotion on her pretty face.

There was no jealousy as he imagined and expected...

The inexplicable fire in his heart came up again, and he glanced at Fang Xiyan coldly: "If you don't want to die, just follow me!" He strode forward.

Fang Xiyan pursed her lips. What did he ask her to do? Did he want to show off his love with the maid in front of her?

It doesn't matter, she has never seen a real-life live show. If he doesn't find it embarrassing, then she won't be afraid of needle eyes...

She couldn't guess Feng Xiaoxun's thoughts for the moment. In order to escape with her life, she could only choose to endure it and follow them without saying a word.

The other women also looked envious, looking at Ah Zi in the Demon Lord's arms, wishing that they too could receive such a blow in order to win the Demon Lord's pity.

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Tencent Brand Exhaust Fan, I really can’t afford to hurt you. I’ve posted this chapter eight times. If I can’t post it again, I’ll have to wait until this afternoon.

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