Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

"Yes, I will marry the demon princess." Feng Xiao Xun repeated in a manly voice, smiling seductively: "So what?"

"Then - what about me? You... you left me by your side to do... what..."

"Of course you are my slave, what else do you think you will do?" Feng Xiaoxun said cruelly, smiling like a poppy flower.

However, the blood on Fei Yue's pretty face had faded, and she was so pale that she was almost blue. Her heart felt like it had been hollowed out. She murmured, "Slave? Will I be your slave?"

"Well, it's okay." Feng Xiaoxun smiled again, with a cold smile and a cold voice.

Feiyue slowly lowered her head, her heart seemed to be broken, and she could no longer sew it up...

"What? Not convinced?" Feng Xiaoxun did not allow her to lower her head. He raised her chin with one hand and looked at her tearful eyes with a semi-sarcastic look.

Seeing the mist gradually gathering in her eyes, she held it back, tears rolling in her eyes but never falling.

Perhaps because she was holding back tears, she bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth, and blood slowly came out. She seemed not to notice it, and the lip she bit was still white...

Feng Xiaoxun relaxed his fingers slightly, and the purple waves in his eyes changed slightly: "Speak!"

Talk about your sister!

Luo Qingyu cursed wildly in his heart.

Only state officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?!

When a crow alights on a pig, you only see the blackness of others but not yourself?

You have a lot of eldest wives and little wives, and are involved with a lot of women, but Feiyue only had a one-night stand with the Grand Master, and she was doing it for you, your adoptive father, so how come she is so bad in your eyes?

Has it become a heinous crime?!

Who are you showing this face to someone like a housewife?

It seems like she really owes him a debt of gratitude, looking like a debt collector...

Luo Qingyu wanted to yell at him with her hands on her hips, but the body in the dream was obviously not controlled by her thoughts.

Feiyue - Feiyue's own way...

She raised her eyes and suddenly struggled vigorously: "I don't want to go back to the Demon Palace! Don't go back!"

She pushed him hard, turned around, and wanted to jump down desperately.

Feng Xiaoxun's expression changed and he easily managed her: "If you don't go back to the Demon Palace, where would you like to go? Go to Luojia Mountain to find Emperor Shiyin? Let him accept you again?!"

"Yes!" Feiyue shouted as if she collapsed: "Yes, I just want to find him, I like him, I love him, this is okay, right? Are you satisfied?!"

Feng Xiaoxun's face changed drastically, as if he had been punched in the face. He took a step back, his purple eyes instantly turned red, and the anger around him surged. His silver hair was flying, and the white clouds around him seemed to sense his violent anger.

, flying around like crazy.

He grabbed her collar, lifted her up, and said in a sinister manner: "You finally told the truth! Very good! Do you love him, right? This time I want you to watch him die with your own eyes.

!”

He threw her onto the cloud, ignored her, and drove toward the Demon Palace like lightning...

The battle between immortals and demons, the real battle between immortals and demons.