Feng Xiaoxun curled up the corners of his lips and smiled evilly, but his purple eyes were burning with overwhelming anger. He lifted her up with his hand and said word by word: "You want to go to Luojia Mountain, don't you?! Yes!

Do you want to go and report a message to Di Shiyin?!"

Hearing his previous sentence, Feiyue subconsciously wanted to nod, but upon hearing his last sentence, Feiyue quickly shook her head: "No...it's not."

"No?" Feng Xiaoxun's last voice was slightly hooked, causing a hint of coldness: "You still want to quibble?! Otherwise, why are you going to Luojia Mountain? You can't just visit your rabbit friend?!"

His big hands almost strangled her neck: "Don't tell me that you are going to overestimate your ability to assassinate him again?!"

"No..." Feiyue shook her head. He caught her so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Her neck hurt and her heart ached, and she was always afraid of pain. Tears streamed down her face, and a few drops fell on his hand. He frowned and shook her away in disgust.

Feiyue staggered, fell on his cloud, and subconsciously argued: "I don't want to assassinate him again..."

The success that time was just a fluke. She asked herself that she didn't have the ability...

Feng Xiaoxun's expression became even colder and frightening: "That means you shamelessly want to defect to him?!"

"No, no, I'm not..." Feiyue shook her head again.

Although this was Luo Qingyu's dream, she also knew it was a dream.

But her dream seemed to have its own trajectory and was not under her control at all.

She was very anxious for Feiyue and felt sorry for Feiyue, but she couldn't control the body in the dream and the words in the dream...

"It's not this, it's not that, then what on earth do you want to do?! Fei'er, do you think that just because I love you and dote on you, you can treat me like a fool?! You still can't forget him, right? Still want to?

Go back to him, right?!"

"No, no..." His overwhelming anger frightened her, and she shook her head repeatedly: "I..."

She looked up and saw that the direction of the cloud was exactly the direction of the Demon Palace. She was startled: "I...I don't want to go back!"

She didn't want to be the slave of the demon princess, and she didn't want to see him being intimate with the demon princess...

"It's not up to you!" Feng Xiaoxun picked up a strand of her long hair and pulled it suddenly. Feiyue staggered and fell into his arms.

She burst into tears from the pain again, but he was no longer willing to reach out and wipe away her tears. He even got more serious and pulled her closer to him, pinching her chin with his fingers: "Fei'er, in this life you will

Don't ever think of leaving my side again! Even if I have to tie you up, I will tie you to my side!"

There was anger burning in his eyes, and he pinched her chin so hard that he almost dislocated her jaw.

She was so painful that her eyes were filled with tears. She didn't know whether it was the pain in her jaw or the pain in her heart: "You...but you, you want to marry the demon princess..."

Her voice trembled, her whole heart clenched, and the nameless grievances surfaced, making her choked and unable to speak.

"Yes, I will marry the demon princess."

Feng Xiao Xun's voice repeated with a charming smile: "So what?"

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