"Haha~ Third Prince, you are indeed here, you really don't disappoint me." The Demon Emperor smiled strangely, "I love watching theater the most, especially the tragedy of life and death. Hahaha." The Demon Emperor smiled.
It's creepy.
"Old man, don't even think about taking Yueyao away, there is no way." Di Xiutian shouted at the Demon Emperor before Feng Muran could get in front of him. "Do you think you can take Yueyao away?" Di Xiutian said
He changed his evil smile from the past, and his expression was no longer serious like him.
"Demon Emperor, we won't give you Yueyao, so stop dreaming." Feng Muran looked relaxed.
"Haha, it's not up to you." The Demon Emperor's expression suddenly became relaxed.
Feng Muran always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. The two sides were in a stalemate.
The war on the front line is about to break out, but now the military camp is completely silent. Everyone is very nervous, and even the sound of breathing can be heard in the silence. The soldiers are accumulating strength. If this war is triggered, it will definitely be a war.
A protracted war full of blood. Everyone knows this, and no one's spirit is relaxed.
Yin Feng wandered aimlessly in the military camp. When he looked up, he saw that it was Yue Yao's tent. Suddenly, Yue Yao's smile filled his heart. Yin Feng couldn't help but open the curtain, and the whole tent was filled with the warm smell of hibiscus flowers.
Lying there was the person I was thinking of. She was dressed in a long white dress and lay on the huanghuali wood couch in a charming way.
"Yue Yao..." Yin Feng walked forward, knelt on one knee beside the couch, looked at Yue Yao who was so close to him, and then lowered his head silently.
"Why didn't you choose me? Why don't you try to let me be by your side to protect you forever..." The voice was choked with sadness.
The man on the couch woke up, slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the person kneeling in front of him was Lin Yinfeng! "Master Lin! What are you doing?" The man's red lips parted lightly, "Quickly
Get up!"
Lin Yinfeng raised his head and found that Yueyao was up. He was about to smile but when he took a closer look, it was broken! This is Yueyao! This is obviously Xiaocui!
Yin Feng immediately understood why the Demon Emperor proposed a permanent truce. He ignored Xiao Cui on the couch, stood up and ran out in a hurry.
"Wen Chu, Wen Chu! It's broken, something really happened this time!" Yin Feng hurriedly ran into his tent, "Yue Yao is not in the tent, the one who is in the tent is Xiao Cui!!"
Wen Chu's expression changed instantly.
"What, what did you say?" Wen Chu's face instantly darkened.
Before Wen Chu could react, Yin Feng ran out in a hurry. Wen Chu looked at Yin Feng's retreating back, his expression extremely ugly. How he wished it was him who had just rushed out, not Yin Feng.
Yinfeng ran to the stable, took out his horse, and galloped out of the military camp. "Yueyao, you must not be so stupid, you must not be so stupid..." Yinfeng muttered silently in his heart, and whipped the horse again,
Speeded up.
"Haha, how do you know that the matter is not up to me? Now, Yueyao is still in my military camp, so don't be proud. Isn't it just a war?" Feng Muran said proudly.
The Demon King smiled slightly, "Come out, Yueyao."
Feng Muran and Di Xiutian were both stunned. How could Yue Yao be in his hands? Wasn't she sleeping in a tent? What kind of trick was this?
I saw a dirty little soldier standing next to the Demon King,