Suddenly, a cold voice came from the door of the dark hall. The cold voice was like the cold wind blowing from the depths of hell, and those who heard it were horrified.
He was dressed in a blood-red robe, with three thousand silver threads flying in the wind, like a blood-red magic stone shining in the dark night.
Wherever they looked, the little fairies stared at each other as if they had lost their souls.
In admiration and shock, Mo Mingxin, who was lying on the soft animal skin couch, slowly sat up, her greedy eyes fell on Feng Qingyang, and she stretched out her red tongue and licked the scarlet lips.
"Tian Lingzi, you are finally here!"
Like a woman looking forward to the return of her lover day and night, Mo Mingxin pretended to be sad and slowly walked down the high steps step by step.
In her eyes, the appearance of the man in front of her no longer had any meaning about love, but only a steady stream of liquid that could relieve her pain.
She desperately needed his blood to relieve the bone-gnawing pain in her chest!
"Lingzi, do you know how much I miss you? I miss you so much that I can't sleep at night, and I don't know how to eat..."
She swallowed greedily, and her hot gaze fell on Feng Qingyang's throat. What she was thinking was, if she bit off his artery and drank as much as she could, how much ecstasy would it be like?
Thinking like this, she stretched out her hand with long nails as sharp as a knife and couldn't help but touch her neck.
The posture is flirtatious, people.
Feng Qingyang looked at her for a moment as she had been devoured by the magic power and lost her soul. In addition to pain and regret, Feng Qingyang felt sad.
I still remember that when he was punished by demons and locked in a dental cage with no way to ask for help, she would always be nervous and quietly bring him food. At that time, her smile was so warm.
He thought that they were both sisters and brothers who had fallen from grace in the world!
But now...she has become like this.
Is this his fault? Or hers?
"Tian Lingzi, come here and let me take a good look at you..."
The charming body leaned over softly, and Feng Qingyang did not miss the bloodthirsty dark light deep in her eyes.
Looking at this woman who seemed to be walking out of the desert, he said coldly: "Let those people go?"
"Let it go? Then you will stay forever?"
Mo Mingxin looked at him helplessly. If it were an ordinary man, he would have already knelt down under her pomegranate skirt.
However, Feng Qingyang's response to her was just two words: "No!"
"Hahaha!!!!"
Hearing this, Mo Mingxin burst into laughter.
She couldn't help but narrowed her sinister eyes slightly, and a sharp light shot from her eyes, saying: "If you can't? Then why should I let him go? Tian Lingzi, do you think you still have the final say here?
Hahaha……"
The piercing laughter rolled up the black veil all over the sky, and the wind howled, sweeping towards the clear wind from all directions.
Feng Qingyang raised his hand blade, and he cut off a piece of black gauze that was sweeping towards his throat. In the blink of an eye, two more pieces of silk satin came from his back.
Mo Mingxin wanted to capture him, and he was bound to win.
Feng Qingyang had already been mentally prepared before he came. Although he was acting alone, he was as powerful as a rainbow, and the Demon Lord's domineering power was undoubtedly evident in his eyes.
The red figure moved and walked through the dark space like a ghost.
He wanted to move forward to subdue Mo Mingxin, but Mo Mingxin was as cunning as a fox.
The sky is covered with black gauze, covering the sky and the sun, winding and blowing in the clear wind. When the enemy advances, we retreat. When the enemy retreats, we advance!