642. Chapter 642 Waiting for the king to come back 6
The surrounding temperature dropped again.
Mu Ying's body trembled slightly: "I'm afraid someone already knows the secret in Chunfeng Pavilion. Master, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"
"Hahaha...it's too late!"
Cold laughter suddenly came from the depths of the jungle. Mu Ying's body shook and he was kicked away heavily.
Feng Qingyang turned her shoulder to avoid the oncoming sharp claws.
His tall and straight body looked aloof and deserted. In the darkness, he looked cool and composed, not at all like a person who had been poisoned by a charm.
"Lingzi, you broke grandma's heart!"
Wild laughter froze in Feng Qingyang's ears. Under the flickering night sky, a naked man was thrown at Feng Qingyang's feet.
Feng Qingyang lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the phantom.
Phantom lowered his head and knelt down: "Master, I'm sorry..."
"Lingzi, if you don't like the woman that grandma has chosen for you, just say it and grandma will give you another batch. If you find someone to replace her, do you know that grandma will be very unhappy?"
Slender fingers suddenly lifted Feng Qingyang's chin, and facing a mask that was always expressionless, Xi Mei narrowed his eyes in displeasure.
The charming eyes are romantic and passionate, and the fragrance of the charming mind pours out in the clear ears.
Under the mask, Feng Qingyang frowned.
I have performed this trick of peach generation and Li Jiang so many times, and every time, the wicked old woman in front of me enjoys it!
This time the trick was revealed, why?
His eyes swept over Xia Mei's face calmly, and he saw Xia Mei's lips curled up in a smile that made people shudder.
Feng Qingyang shrugged. Now that he had been exposed, he was too lazy to pretend to be romantic: "Grandma, Lingzi doesn't like this kind of hand-to-hand game."
"Oh? What do you like?"
The demon's eyebrows were raised slightly, and a dangerous dark light shot sharply from the slits in his eyes.
Feng Qingyang looked back at her calmly: "Lingzi is pure-hearted and has few desires. He doesn't particularly like anything."
"Hahaha... pure of heart and few desires?"
The demon seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed so hard that his branches trembled.
She turned back, raised her eyebrows and asked the two stunning beauties behind her: "Liu Li, Hong Zhan, did you hear that? Our Lord Demon is actually a man with a pure heart! Hahaha! This is going to make everyone in the world laugh.
What?"
The laughter suddenly stopped, and the evil spirit stared at Feng Qingyang's eyes with murderous intent.
In front of him, the man under the white jade mask was cold and elegant, and his indifferent glance still showed that he was indifferent to the demon's ridicule.
"It's true that I am the Demon Lord. The so-called demon can do whatever he wants without being controlled or threatened by anyone. Grandma, you have called me this since you were a child. Don't you remember?"
"Hahaha... Good boy, you still know how to use grandma's words to refute, right?"
The evil spirit raised her eyebrows, and the bloody cinnabar mark between her eyebrows made her smile become ferocious.
With a sharp look, he ordered the people behind him: "Since the Demon Lord doesn't like women, what are the women in the cell doing? I'll throw them all into the alchemy furnace."
"Here!"
Liuli and Hongzhan nodded and turned around to carry out the order.
Jin Mei's eyes were deep and she was paying attention to the changes in Feng Qingyang's breath calmly. Seeing that he was cold and heartless, indifferent to the life and death of hundreds of lives, she raised the corners of her lips with satisfaction and smiled arrogantly again!
That's right, the demon she cultivated should be so cold-blooded and ruthless! "Hahaha... Lingzi, what are you looking for when you run out in such a hurry?"