The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

Yin Wenmao looked at the woman in front of him, stopped talking, and after a silent sigh, he turned and left--

"I'm going out for a while, you look after this place!"

But when he turned around and was about to leave, Ling Yi's voice was heard---

"Yes!"

Without turning back, all he left him was this sentence, and then he continued to move forward--opened the tent, and got in--

Outside, the wind whizzed by, Ling Yi stood there, looking at the lights in the distance, his eyes were blurred, and his heart was full of panic.

Suddenly, she spread her clothes and flew towards the brightly lit place--

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Landing on the ground, standing on the hillside, looking at the crowd below in twos and threes, Ling Yi frowned--

Haven't the elves woke up yet?Do we really have to wait until she gets in?

She was just trying to scare them, she didn't really want to fight in--

She's not a tyrant, never wanted to be a tyrant--

In her opinion, the Mingjun who expanded the territory is a tyrant——

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"what are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, when she was still confused, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, like a star in the night sky, without the slightest chill.

Looking at the tent under the hillside, Ling Yi suddenly stretched out: "So, you know it!"!

Yes, he knew, --- had been waiting for her to come.

"I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to do it!"

Without looking back, still looking in that direction, Ling Yi spoke slowly, and only at this moment did she feel a little relaxed.

A gust of wind blew, and the next moment, Ziyang Song was already standing beside her, with a helpless face——

"You shouldn't be like this, the wizard is the minister of my elves. Once he collapses, my elves will fall into deeper danger!"

He looked at her and finally told the truth, which was why he hadn't done anything, hadn't handed over the wizard.

"You are a coward!"

Turning around abruptly, Ling Yi looked into his black and white eyes and said with a contemptuous smile——

"Ah!"

With a chuckle, Zi Yangsong turned his head and looked at the elf soldiers below---

"I am a coward. I am a coward. I have endured you to kill my elf people in order to let you vent. I have endured without saying a word in order to let you release the pain of losing the spirit beast. Now , you should let go!"

With a roar, he tightly grasped Ling Yi's arms and screamed fiercely, his eyes were full of pain---

Looking at him carefully, Ling Yi realized that his face had changed a lot, and a little stubble had grown on his cheeks——

"I don't need your pity. Anyone who offends me, Ling Yi, will end up with bad results in the end, even if he is my closest person--no!"

Her red eyes looked at him, without a trace of pity, but with incomparable determination---

"you!---"

Choking on a word, Zi Yangsong clenched his fists with both hands, lowered his head suddenly, and slapped his hands heavily on the hard stone, a bone creaking sound occurred---

But it still didn't bring Ling Yi the slightest bit of soft-heartedness--

"My lord advises you to hand over the wizard!" Again, she said coldly---

"He is in the palace of the elves. You can go straight in and catch him. Why did you start this war? Do you hate me or him?"

Roaring again, Zi Yangsong raised his head and glared at the woman whose hair was flying in the wind--the eyes were full of overwhelming anger--an anger that had never been experienced before--he was always in a peaceful mood, but he also had When it is so impulsive --- when it is so volatile.