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

Feng Xiaoxun didn't know when he had snatched the sleeping Luo Qingyu over, and hugged her in his arms, with one hand weakly pressed on her neck, and with a little force, all her vitality could be cut off !

He smiled complacently, and smiled so overwhelmingly: "Maybe, you watched her lose her soul before your eyes?"

Di Shiyin's face finally changed, and he shouted sharply: "Our grievances have nothing to do with her, you let her go!"

Feng Xiaoxun laughed triumphantly: "It has nothing to do with her? Everything related to you is related to me! What you like is what I hate. You once let me watch the woman I love the most die in front of my eyes. If this feeling Wouldn't I be sorry for not letting you try it?!"

The finger he put on Luo Qingyu's neck had a slight red light, and as long as he spit out the force of his palm, Luo Qingyu would disappear in smoke. There is no such person in this world... [

"Stop!" Di Shiyin took a breath and drank in a low voice!

His sound was like jade and stone hitting each other, shaking Feng Xiaoxun's eardrums to buzz.

Feng Xiaoxun choked suddenly, looked at Di Shiyin and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What else do you have to say?"

But he was a little puzzled in his heart, Di Shiyin was obviously at the end of his strength, why would there be such a loud shout out of anger?

Di Shiyin said slowly: "Feng Xiaoxun, if you let her go, I can do whatever you want. If you dare to hurt her even a single hair, I will use the art of military solution, and I will die with you!"

Feng Xiaoxun's complexion changed, and a smile condensed on his face: "You——how dare you?! You don't really want to fly away and leave no scum in the world, do you?!"

The Art of Bingjie is a kind of fairy magic, which can instantly increase the skill of the person performing this technique several times.

Once this technique is activated, even an ordinary little fairy can instantly become a war god with super fighting power.

What's more, it's Di Shiyin's level?

Once he uses this technique, even the eight Feng Xiaoxun are no match for him!

It's just that this technique also has a fatal weakness, it can only maintain the skill of the caster for about a stick of incense.

After a stick of incense, the caster will be backlashed by the spell, directly turned into fly ash, and annihilated between the heaven and the earth.

This is different from Hun Fei Po San, which is just that the soul is broken into pieces and scattered between the sky and the earth, and will not really disappear.

But this kind of death is that the soul is directly turned into fly ash, and it no longer exists...

And with the kung fu of a stick of incense, Di Shi's sound is enough to make Feng Xiao Xunhun fly away several times, so it is definitely not something he said to scare people.

At some point in Di Shiyin's hand, a silver knife was added, and the tip of the knife was pointed at his own chest.

It was obviously a very sharp and frightening move, but his voice was still indifferent: "Feng Xiaoxun, you can try it!"

Feng Xiaoxun: "..."

The expression in his eyes changed violently for a moment, the fingers placed on Luo Qingyu's neck were faintly pale, the faint red light stretched and retracted, and suddenly he smiled enchantingly: "Very well, Di Shiyin, you are cruel! I can keep her for a while. One life." Bleak [