The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Inside the Yama Temple

Feng Xiaoxun was holding the Book of Life and Death in his hands, and suddenly felt a little pain in his wrist.

He glanced at Yan Jun standing next to him, and said lightly: "You mean, she was reincarnated 38 years ago?! This Fang Xiyan is her?!"

Yan Jun next to him laughed desperately, his black face almost turned into a blooming black peony: "That - yes, yes..."

Before he finished the last sentence, he was already lifted up by the collar, and Feng Xiaoxun had a gritted smile on his face: "Why?! Deliberately messing with me?!"[

The smile on Yan Jun's face finally couldn't hold back, and he hurriedly said: "How could it be? I don't dare to harass the Demon Lord if I lend you eight more guts. The reason for this is really a last resort...... Annoyed, listen... listen to Xia Xian's explanation..."

"I don't want to hear your damn explanation?! Hurry up and get her back to me! Otherwise, I will tear down your Yan Luo Temple and crush your hell!" Feng Xiaoxun turned Yan Jun like a windmill.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yan Jun was almost suffocated by him, dizzy and dizzy, and hurriedly shouted: "Demon Lord, calm down, that girl lost another soul because her soul was scattered, so her The soul body is extremely weak. When she was reincarnated again, she turned to the wrong reincarnation well for some reason, and went directly to 38 years later. But that's okay, her soul can be completely completed there, and she will be a normal person ..."

Yan Jun barely suppressed his dizziness, and finally said everything like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

I see!

"Take me to the future after 38 years!" Feng Xiaoxun didn't hesitate, holding Yan Jun's collar in his right hand, dragging him to turn around and leave.

No matter what this time, he will find her!

"No way, Lord Mojun, you can't go to 38 years later..." Yan Jun was out of breath by him.

Feng Xiaoxun paused, and stared at him coldly: "Why? Why can't she go to this seat if she can?!"

"Master Mojun, the well of reincarnation is reincarnated. If you go there, unless... it is a reincarnation. And she went there because there was something wrong with the well of reincarnation, and there was a wind blowing. Even if you reincarnated once, it may not be just right. In her time..."

Feng Xiaoxun: "..."

He clenched his fists tightly, clenched and clenched, and his voice was as cold as ice for thousands of years: "Then—how can I reach that era? Say it!" The last word was so stern that Yan Jun trembled in fright.

Yan Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "No... there is no good way, you... you can only wait... Lord Mojun, 38 years in the human world is only more than 1000 years in the heavenly world, it is easy... easy to endure past..."

38 years—survive the past...

Feng Xiaoxun's originally hot heart seemed to have been poured with a basin of ice water, from his hair to the soles of his feet!

38 years - the distance between him and her is not the distance between the ends of the earth, but an extremely long time...

How is he going to get through it? Bleak Bleak 