Charming Demon King Palace: This concubine is very charming and cute

The shy look on Kong Xuan's face made the wild cat want to go crazy: you are so happy!They are not protecting you!

"Concubine Ai, don't you think that beauty should be protected by nature? I'm so excited, finally someone protects my family! Why don't we just hide aside and watch it! A beauty should look delicate!"

As Kong Xuan said, he picked up the wild cat and leaped into the air, with a pair of fiery red wings spread out in the air on his back, so dazzling in the sunlight.

"You're so fragile! Let me down quickly! I'm going to help!"

The wild cat wanted to break free from Kong Xuan, but was hugged even tighter by Kong Xuan. [

"No, if my concubine goes down, the beauty will be ruined! The figures of these beautiful men fighting to protect my slave's family are really beautiful! Don't you think, concubine Ai?"

"The figures of these beautiful men fighting to protect the slave family are really beautiful! Aifei, don't you think so?"

Kong Xuan hugged the wild cat, leaned against the wild cat's ear, and sighed softly, which made the wild cat tremble all over.

But Kong Xuan's strength was far above hers, and she had no room to resist, so she was hugged by Kong Xuan, flew high in the sky, and watched the melee in the ground.

Xiao Fu was covered in blood, her eyes were red.

With a flick of Lie Fengguang's whip, the monster in front of him was instantly shattered into pieces.

Xuan Xiao pierced a monster's head with a single shot.

Wu Liyang waved his hand, the movement was still so enchanting, but it was filled with poisonous mist, and those monsters who were sprayed with poisonous mist immediately turned into a pool of blood.

Bei Mingcang even waved his big sword, the golden light passed by, and not a blade of grass grew.

The most beautiful way of fighting is probably the mandala.

He stood there motionless, but always had that elegant smile on his face, but when he waved his hands, countless pink petals were flying.

The scent of flowers was overflowing, and the wild cat instinctively held its breath, knowing that the smell from the mandala should not be smelled too much.

And those petals flew towards those monsters one after another.

Seemingly harmless petals, almost no one cares, but every monster touched by the petals suddenly bursts all over, blood overflowing to death.

What a gorgeous fighting style!