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

"Yes, I will marry the princess of the Yaozu." Feng Xiaoxun repeated in a manly voice, smiling alluringly: "So what?"

"Then—what about me? You...you leave me by your side to do...what to do..."

"Of course you are a slave of this throne, what else do you think you will do?" Feng Xiaoxun said cruelly, smiling like poppies blooming.

However, the blood on Fei Yue's pretty face had faded, she was so pale that it was almost blue, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, she murmured: "Slave? Are you two slaves?"

"Well, it's all right." Feng Xiaoxun smiled again, with a cold smile and a cold voice. [

Feiyue slowly lowered her head, her heart seemed to be broken and could not be stitched together anymore...

"Why? Not convinced?" Feng Xiaoxun did not allow her to bow her head, raised her chin with one hand, and looked at her big tearful eyes half mockingly.

Seeing that the mist gradually gathered in her eyes, she resisted it, and tears rolled in her eyes, but they never fell.

Perhaps it was because of her tears, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, blood was slowly oozing out, but she didn't seem to notice it, her still biting lip turned white...

Feng Xiaoxun loosened his fingers slightly, and the purple waves in his eyes changed slightly: "Speak!"

Say your sister!

Luo Qingyu cursed wildly in her heart.

Only state officials are allowed to set fires, and people are not allowed to light lamps? !

A crow lands on a pig, you only see others being black but you can’t see yourself being black?

You have a lot of big wives, a lot of little wives, and a lot of lingering women, but Feiyue just had a one-night affair with the great master, and she was doing it for the good of you, the adoptive father. Became heinous? !

Who are you showing such a late lady face?

It seems that she really owes him a lot of debts, and she looks like a debt collector...

Luo Qingyu wanted to put her hips on her hips and yell at him, but the body in the dream was obviously not controlled by her thoughts.

Crimson Moon——Crimson Moon's own way...

She raised her eyes and suddenly struggled vigorously: "I don't want to go back to the Demon Palace! Don't go back!"

She pushed him violently, turned around and wanted to jump down desperately.

Feng Xiaoxun's expression changed, and he calmed her down easily: "Where do you want to go if you don't go back to the Demon Palace? Go to Luojia Mountain to find Di Shiyin? Let him accept you again?!"

"Yes!" Feiyue yelled as if breaking down: "Yes, I just want to find him, I like him, I love him, it's okay? Are you satisfied?!"

Feng Xiaoxun's complexion changed drastically, as if someone had punched him in the face, and he took a step back, his purple eyes instantly turned red, and the hostility around him soared, his silver hair fluttered around, and the surrounding white clouds seemed to sense his violent anger , flying like crazy. [

He grabbed her skirt, lifted her up, and said sinisterly: "You have finally told the truth! Very good! You love him, don't you? This time I will let you watch him die with your own eyes !"

He threw her on the cloud, ignored her, and drove towards the magic palace like lightning...

The battle between immortals and demons, the real war between immortals and demons. Bleak Bleak 