The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

155. Don't you know you can't slap your face?

"You told me to stop? Why didn't you yell earlier? Look, your hands are shaking again!"

Ling Yi slowly stood up straight, and suddenly changed from the cold and majestic just now to the current indifference---

A look of boredom ---

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Ziyangsong's nostrils are already on fire and he can't breathe out ---

Looking at the miserable state of his spirit beast, he couldn't bear to look directly at it!

"Sher?!"

Suddenly, he tentatively called to the spirit beast on the ground, and remained motionless——

I couldn't help sweating from the bottom of my heart, this woman, wouldn't she beat her to death?

Slowly raising his head, he stared at Ling Yi angrily: "Do you know what this animal is? How dare you do such a cruel thing?"

After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet in anger---but he still couldn't vent the pain in his heart---

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Well-----

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows - what's the matter with her?

"Aww --------"

Suddenly, when Ling put his arms around his chest and was about to sit back in the chair again, an emotional animal language overflowed---

The next moment, Ling Yi was furious--

"Xiaoxue, if you dare to take a step forward, we will sever ties. From now on, I will no longer be your master------"

With a sound of anger, Ling Yihong's hair was flamboyant, and his eyes were full of sparks of anger---

Uh!

The spirit beast rushing out in a straight line suddenly stopped--

Turning her head, she stared at the master with tears in her face: "Master, you can't be so cruel!"

It shook its head like a rattle.

Squinting at the motionless spirit beast on the ground, Ling Yi raised his eyebrows: "It won't die, I just gave it some anesthetic, and it will be fine in a while!" After speaking, he turned his eyes to look at Xiaoxue in front of him : "Tell me, are you with me or with it -----"

Then, he turned around, sat on the chair and rolled his eyes with a calm expression---

Uh!

it's all right?

Xiaoxue suddenly stopped suspiciously and poked her neck to look at the motionless snow leopard on the ground.

"It's all right? It's no wonder you're all right. Why are you so vicious, woman? You're cruel enough to destroy such a lovely spirit beast. What else do you not want to kill?"

Ziyang Song was not calm for a long time, jumped up and looked at Ling Yi yelling with a twisted face, but the woman shook her head as if she didn't hear it.

"Xiaoxue, go back---"

Suddenly, Ling Yi said lazily——

"Master, is Xue'er really alright?" Xiaoxue asked in doubt after all---

Ling Yi frowned!

Cher?

It's still the same name, it's really the rhythm of death ---

"If you don't trust your master, I can't help—"

Suddenly, Ling Yi stood up, talking casually, and then looked out of the window, that Dongfang Yexiu, why hasn't he come back at this time?

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My heart was suddenly blocked, and I finally couldn't bear it and walked outside---

It's just that, to go outside, you have to pass by where Ziyang Song is standing---

"Step aside!"

When he came in front of him, Ling Yi said coldly, if something happened to Dongfang Yexiu, the man in front of him would have an arm removed by her most likely.

Ziyang Song had already withdrawn his expression, curled up his mouth, folded his hands, and kept his feet slightly apart to block her: "If you want to live from now on, first accompany me to the elves!"

"Aww!"

Suddenly, just as Ziyang Song finished speaking, he felt a stuffy pain in his nose---

"What are you doing?" Touching his nose, he wailed, why do you keep touching his face?Don't you know that you can't slap your face? ---

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