"I, Fanny, swear here! I will never associate with this incompetent Demon Lord like you!" After saying this, Fanny turned around and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, just as she turned around, the Demon Lord flashed to her side with the speed of an arrow and blocked her.
He picked her up, ignored her struggle and resistance, put it on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "It's not up to you. Who taught me to choose you to be the woman of my demon king, and who will be the mother of our daughter in the future?"
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"Who is your daughter's mother? Let me go! You shameless devil..."
"As long as you don't say I'm incompetent, the rest is up to you!" Demon Lord laughed and put Fanny on his shoulders, and walked away in a flash...
When he left Ghost Mountain, he noticed that the bursts of white fog around Ghost Mountain were a bit strange. As he got closer, he discovered that it turned out to be a fog miasma set up by someone.
That old guy in Sheung Shui taught a woman the art of evasion. He wanted to see how long this woman could maintain her prestige...
He seems to have overlooked one thing. No matter what kind of magic he has, whatever he wants to destroy, he will definitely not fail.
It’s just a woman. As long as she is not Fengniao or the woman Huangniao wants to protect, he won’t be able to do anything to her!
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Feng Ji'er chased the man who rushed out of the light of the mysterious cave at almost the speed of light, all the way to the west. His speed was too fast. Even if she asked Xiao Bai to fly at the fastest speed, she could only follow him from a distance.
Behind him, you can't get close to him at all
His figure could not be seen clearly because he was moving too fast. It seemed that his whole body was like a cold flame, in a swirling and blurry atmosphere, and he kept running...
She followed him, flying all the way through dense jungles, across blue lakes, through towering mountains, until she was in a plain, amidst a sea of flowers...
Finally stopped!
Feng Ji'er even felt Xiaobai's breathing. Although it was just a sword, because it became one with her, maybe it was her breathing...
After shrinking Xiao Bai and randomly inserting it into her hair, Feng Jier walked towards the figure standing far away in the sea of flowers.
who is he?
He was wearing a long white satin coat, which was so thin that when the wind blew it, the corners of it would rise up wantonly. It didn't look like a normal coat at all, but just a piece of cloth draped around his body.
She had a feeling that he had already discovered her, but he remained calm and turned his back to her. Li Feng Ji'er's heart beat like a drum. She clenched her fists tightly. This back view overlapped with the one in her memory.
The intertwining made her look forward to it...
Step by step, as she got closer and closer to him, Feng Jier's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and she could feel the stickiness in her palms.
Suddenly, Feng Ji'er stopped, because her eyes were too focused. She saw every little movement of the man standing with his back to her... He turned his body, and he turned around...
...revealing a face that Feng Ji'er is all too familiar with...
"Ye...Ye Xilou!" Feng Ji'er murmured
Her current expression is no less than that of Columbus when he discovered the New World
The living Ye Xilou standing in front of her made all her emotions rush to her heart...
He wasn't dead! But hadn't he exploded into pieces in front of her eyes?
Is he really Ye Xilou? But the way he looked at me was so strange...
No, isn't this exactly what she expected? She never knew that the feeling of having her wish come true is so complicated - both surprising and a little confused...
Ye Xilou squinted his eyes and took a look at the woman in front of him who frowned for a while and was overjoyed for a while. Her eyes seemed a little hesitant, but then they were firm as iron, without a trace of emotion or warmth.
He said coldly: "Who are you? Anyone who blocks my way will die."
When Feng Ji'er heard such words coming from his mouth, she dejectedly let go of the hand she had been clenching... She stroked her heart to make her heart beat less violently. She told herself repeatedly that now,
Murong Changsi is different from before. She can't be emotional...she can't be kind-hearted, and she can't only care about her feelings.
The fact that he walked out of the mysterious cave must have been done intentionally by the boss. Perhaps he "created" an identical Ye Xilou just to fulfill his purpose. This was just a trap for him...
Feng Jier tried hard to calm down her excitement when she saw him again, stabilized her mind, and fixed her eyes firmly on the "Ye Xilou" in front of her, so as to make sure whether her judgment was wrong...
Is he her Xilou...
"Can't you hear what I said?" Even if it is a light word, you can still hear that Ye Xilou is angry
With such a hidden expression, contempt and disdain, who else in this world could be there besides Ye Xilou?
Feng Ji'er calmed down again, lowered her eyebrows slightly, and breathed lightly. When she raised her eyes again, she used the second realm of Dunkong: "Transformation" to move at a speed that Ye Xilou could not avoid.
, dodged to his side, and tore off the long, long, crystal-white coat he was wearing with one hand...
She remembered that there was a snake-shaped pattern transformed from red blood on Ye Xilou's chest, and it was so bright red...
If he were Ye Xilou, he would definitely bring red blood with him. He once said that he regarded the red blood as a token of love she gave him...
From Ye Xilou's point of view, the woman in front of him was standing perfectly still, but he felt an unusual and fragrant wind blowing beside him, and his clothes had been half torn open!
And it's like someone just touched him!
When he was startled to notice this strange feeling coming from his body, he looked at the woman again. Her body seemed to have suddenly recovered from its frozen state. He could clearly see that she took a step back.
Feng Jier let out a desperate roar in her heart - No! Impossible! Why did the boss do this? Did he create a "Ye Xilou" to do things for him?
She had just looked carefully, and there was no snake pattern on his chest...
"So he's a mute. I won't kill disabled people, so get out of here!" Ye Xilou stood still, holding a long sword in his hand, as if he was going to swing her away if she didn't step aside in the next second - with such force.
She can't control it very well. Maybe just one push will push her to death!
Feng Ji'er looked at the few expressions on Ye Xilou's face and carefully considered it. She thought that she had never been as eager to see him and hear him as she is now... so even if it was a seat that appeared on his face
She watched the expression carefully, not wanting to miss it...