Everything in the past life will never happen again. When the betrayed person meets again, she said that she will never show any mercy!
"I really don't know you." Facing Wushuang's unbelieving look, Maitreya raised his finger and said cautiously: "I just met him in a small inn. He is a cold person who has no brains and has been taken advantage of. I can't stand it, so I just said a little
I gave him a heads up and only said a few words, but I haven't seen him since."
"Being used?" Wushuang frowned slightly.
How could he, a half-orc who has lived for a thousand years, be exploited by others? Impossible, Cang Ming is not a heartless person!
"Well, there were two couples with the orc. I secretly heard them talking about trapping the orc..." Maitreya thought about what happened that day.
Hearing these words, Wu Shuang could guess Jin Se's purpose. However, when Cang Ming looked at the woman from the Qingying sect that day, his expression was very excited. Could it be that the woman looked similar to Cang Ming?
What's hot?
It is absolutely impossible for Cang Ming to meet a little girl in her twenties after being imprisoned for thousands of years. From this, it can be deduced that the appearance of the woman is very similar to the person Cang Ming values.
In an instant, Wu Shuang understood this matter. Cang Ming was played by Jin Se and her maid. Cang Ming did betray her that day. She didn't know what happened to Cang Ming a thousand years ago, but the person who betrayed her,
Even if she doesn't kill, she will never forgive...
Jinse, everything you owe must be paid back in the end!
"The Feng Xinglie you are looking for is here." Wushuang said coldly when he felt a familiar aura approaching.
After Fang finished speaking, the door to the dormitory was pushed open, and Feng Xinglie entered wearing a dark red robe.
Maitreya turned his head, his gaze fell on Feng Xinglie for a few seconds and then moved away. It was cold, too cold. He found that there were many cold people in the Dragon King's world, as if they had no emotions.
"that……"
"Who are you?" The deep voice revealed the aura of an emperor.
Feng Xinglie, who was originally in a good mood, felt the scent of a stranger when he approached the room, and his mood suddenly became bad.
Maitreya was shocked. Each one was stronger than the other. He, a clever little monk, couldn't bear such oppression at all!
"It seems that he is delivering the letter for the old monk. Lie, do you know the old monk?" Wushuang asked in a blink of an eye.
Old monk Maitreya has a black hair. If the master were still alive, he would definitely vomit blood. This woman has a really poisonous mouth.
"Budai monk asked you to come." Feng Xinglie heard the words, and the coldness in his eyes faded away.
Budai Monk is a highly respected man and is the Dragon King's mage. His magic power is boundless and he can predict the past and the future. Now he sent a young monk here to do something important.
"Yes, yes, the master said, let me give this to you." Maitreya said and took out a brocade box from his arms.
The brocade box is exquisite and extremely beautiful.
Feng Xinglie took it and put it on the table. He had seen this brocade box before, and it seemed to be a magic weapon to ward off evil spirits.
"How did you enter the Dragon Emperor's Palace?" Feng Xinglie's eyes darkened. The Dragon Emperor's Palace was heavily guarded, and a young monk sneaked in. It was because their precautions were too low, or the monk's skill was too high.
"This..." Maitreya touched his head, "I knocked out the barbarian designer and stole his luggage to sneak in..."
After saying that, he took a careful look at Feng Xinglie. Seeing that he had no emotion at all, his tense heart became even more panicked.
"Something capable." Feng Xinglie said softly, his cold face softened a little. As the disciple of Budai Monk, he would naturally not be embarrassed.
Wushuang didn't know who the Budai monk was, but looking at Feng Xinglie's actions, he knew that he respected the Budai monk very much, and he didn't even feel the slightest bit angry about the little monk's behavior.
"Haha..." Maitreya narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Then I'll go out first if it's okay..."
"Yes." Feng Xinglie nodded, showing respect for the Budai monk and not being wary of this little monk at all.
After receiving the permission, Maitreya walked out of the door, taking them with him. The moment he closed the door, he let out a deep breath, Master, Master, you said you sent him such an errand before returning to the west.
The Dragon King is truly extraordinary, but that woman and her queen seem to be extraordinary as well. He doesn't like these two powerful people at all.
I don't know why, but at this moment, his eyelids kept beating. Damn it, something was going to happen...
Bad thing? Maitreya shook his head immediately. What was he thinking? They seemed to have just gotten married today. If he thought like this, wouldn't he be cursing them?
"Who is Budai Monk?" Wushuang sat down and asked.
Feng Xinglie sat opposite Wushuang: "The highest-ranking mage among Budai monks, he can predict the future. I followed him for a while when I was a child."
"I don't believe in predicting the future." Wushuang curled his lips and said.
Can you predict the future? She doesn't believe it. Even if you can predict something, it's impossible to say that the secret cannot be leaked.
Feng Xinglie smiled and looked at Wushuang intently.
Wushuang finished speaking, but he didn't hear Feng Xinglie's answer. He turned around to meet Feng Xinglie's eyes and put his hand on his cheek: "Is there something on my face?"
Feng Xinglie had never looked at her like this before. It was like looking at a roasted whole lamb, which made her feel like she was being eaten...
"Shuang'er, you are so beautiful..." Feng Xinglie's voice became softer.
When Wushuang heard this, his cheeks turned red. This Feng Xinglie was so tender!
"You...ah..."
Before Wushuang could say anything, his whole body was hugged by Feng Xinglie, and he couldn't help but scream. For the first time, she lost her composure. She was calm and composed under all circumstances, but now she screamed out of control.
"Shuang'er..." Feng Xinglie whispered and kissed her on the lips.
Facing such a shy Wushuang, his desire aroused, his delicate little face was like a ripe apple, and his sexual desire was well controlled, but facing such a delicate and shy Wushuang, he seemed to be eating
It's like taking an aphrodisiac, and I can't control the desires all over my body.
After a brief moment of shyness, Wushuang realized that this man was her husband, and they had become husband and wife. There was nothing to be shy about. Thinking of this, she began to kiss...