The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

Ling Yi thought while bragging, just bragging like this is not an option, what should she do?

As time went by, Ling Yi kept playing, and changed the tune one after another, because she found sadly that these beasts were not willing to listen to repeated tunes, and once they were repeated, they would go crazy again.

Therefore, Ling Yi had to constantly rack her brains to think of new songs. In the end, she had no choice but to make up some random songs by herself----------

I'm running out of ammunition and food, I don't know what to say, what should I do next?

Just when Ling Yi was at a loss, she suddenly felt a breeze blowing beside her, and a faint orchid fragrance lingered faintly. The piccolo in her hand was gently taken away, and the melodious and melodious tune was played again.

"It's you?"

Ling Yi turned his head and looked at the person who came. He was wearing a bright white shirt with wide sleeves, ethereal and psychedelic. His face wore a butterfly mask. Flying up and down, who else is it not Dongfang Yexiu?

After a farewell in the South China Sea, why did she feel as if she had passed away when they met again?

How did he get here?

Dongfang Yexiu's eyes were hidden under the butterfly mask, and his long and thick eyelashes drooped down. He was like a person walking out of a painting, so exquisite, so ethereal like a fairy.

"You lean in my arms, pretending to be sleeping." Ling must look at the man in front of him firmly, as if a god descended, and in a daze, Dongfang Yexiu had already embraced her body and let her lean gently in his arms inside.

That movement was so gentle that Ling Yi couldn't resist it.

Once he got close to him, Ling Yi was finally awake, and then he broke free backwards.

"Be obedient, so that they will fall asleep quietly." Dongfang Yexiu let go of the piccolo, and gently blew it in her ear.

Ling Yi felt her ears itch, and after listening to Dongfang Yexiu's words, she also felt that they made sense, so she stopped struggling and leaned on his chest obediently.

His chest kissed her side face, and she could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat.

The melodious and melodious sound of the flute overflowed from his mouth, carrying the magic power to make people fall asleep.

After Ling Yi relaxed, he felt that his eyelids were heavy. It was only when he was young that he realized that Dongfang Yexiu had used the soul-stirring technique. No wonder he wanted to sleep.

The sound of Dongfang Yexiu's flute carried the power of a demon. After a while, all the animals that were standing under the tree slowly squatted down, then put their heads on their front legs, and slowly sank into the tree. Dreamland.

For the first time, when Ling Yi knew that Dongfang Yexiu knew how to inspirit, she escaped the insanity because of her special concentration. Now this time, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she was hypnotized by Dongfang Yexiu. He just fell asleep like this.

Seeing that all the animals were hypnotized, Dongfang Yexiu turned his head and found that Ling Yi had fallen asleep in his arms.

Originally, he wanted her to sleep for a while before taking her away, but he couldn't help it. When he was in the South China Sea, he thought she was eaten by a dragon, and he was so anxious that he vomited blood like that. Qingfeng said that someone saw her near the capital, so he stepped on the Tianma to look for her regardless of Qingyang's instructions, and finally found her whereabouts after a lot of tossing.

When he learned from Ling Zicheng that she had fallen off a cliff, his whole heart ached.