Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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It was simply shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. The pain made him die and come back to life, and live and die again...

Cold sweat mixed with debilitating sweat broke out all over the body, almost soaking the bedding under him.

Yue Wushang was indeed a demon lord, and he was so tormented that it was comparable to the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so he didn't say a word.

He clenched his teeth and stiffened...[

If so three times, I don't know how many times I have died and been resurrected.

Feng Liyan finally treated all the large and small wounds on his body.

Stopped his 'destruction'.

Before he knew it, three hours had passed, and Feng Liyan finally stopped.

Looking down at Yue Wushang, who was tortured by him, who was only half out of breath, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Well, the devil is the devil, the bones are strong enough, it is very important!

He clapped his hands, and Yue Wushang was wrapped into rice dumplings by him at this moment, his whole body was airtight: "Brother Yue, how do you feel?"

Yue Wushang narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly: "It tastes good, I will 'repay' you well."

His eyes are clear and sincere, and his expression is sincere and moving.

Feng Liyan also shuddered for no reason.

He was having a good time, it seemed——poked the tiger's ass...

..........................................

Suddenly a month has passed.

Yue Wushang was leaning on the railing, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

There is a large bucket under the feet, and several coral jade fish are dying in the bucket, bubbling helplessly...

Well, he is fishing, with a leisurely fishing face.

His injuries have fully healed.

Although Feng Liyan's method was painful, it was very effective.

On the third day after the operation, he was alive and well. [

then--

The fish in Jingyu Lake began to suffer.