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Chapter 1212 : You will regret it

Jiyue Liuyin snorted coldly, smiled coldly and said, "Princess, you finally understand."

"If you still want to stay in the Fox Realm, then please do so. If you don't want to stay anymore, please leave as soon as possible..."

He looked intently at her extremely beautiful but disgusting face, and said coldly, "Because, I really don't want to see you, princess."

"Every time you appear...it makes me feel bad for no reason."

Leng Yaner stared at him blankly for a while, then she shouted at him angrily, "Jiyue Liuyin, you will regret it."[

She bit her lip and stared at him with a stern look, "You will pay for the paintings you mentioned today."

"I would like to see how powerful the Fox Realm is, and whether it is so powerful that even the Wolf Realm and the Snake Realm cannot defeat it together."

Jiyue Liuyin's expression changed slightly, but her tone was indifferent, "If you don't regret it later, it's not you who has the final say."

He...will never regret what he said today.

If he agreed to her request for the sake of the fox world, that would be his real regret.

Leng Yaner sneered a few times, "Okay, very good."

"Jiyue Liuyin, if you don't want the face I'm giving you, then don't blame this princess for being angry."

"When you become a prisoner, this princess will definitely torture you."

I wanted to hold such a beauty in my hands and love her well.

But since he doesn't want to, he can just wait to become a prisoner.

When the time comes, there will be plenty of suffering for him to suffer.

After Leng Yaner said these words, she turned and left.

Watching her voice fading away, Jiyue Liuyin closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.

The disasters in the fox world were all caused by him.

Whether it's the wolf world... or the snake world...

It's all because of him...

Was he the one who brought this disaster?

He walked to the confetti spread on the floor

The big hand was raised slightly, and red light flowed out from the palm, rolling up all the paper scraps on the ground.[

The scraps of paper that were broken into pieces turned into intact paintings again.

It's just that the paper looks a little wrinkled.


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