The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

Ling Yi felt that his character must be as gentle as his appearance, full of faint feelings --- she likes such feelings very much ---

------------------ The hasty meeting of the door made his heart surge a lot---but now, when he was face to face like this, he realized that he was originally I've already thought about her deeply -----

her red----

Yin Wenmao stood there, looking into her red eyes---

The alluring figure in the palace just now, her special aura, and her uniqueness are all what he was calling for in his dreams——

"One by one---" How much he wanted to shout out like this now----

However, he knew that he couldn't---beside her, her husband, the demon king, was standing beside her---

As early as when she traveled to the Monan Continent, she was already the princess of the Demon King, and he, the patron saint who was supposed to protect the Phoenix King, personally agreed with him—so that she could be happy—and now, she is still happy what?

"The Phoenix King is finally back!" Yin Wenmaochong finally came back to his senses, watched her speak---at the same time, the black clothes floated in front of Ling Yi, and the smile on her face instantly enlarged in front of her--- ----

She sighed in her heart, this man, his smile is really beautiful---

However, she forgot that she once said that he had facial paralysis, and after she left, he learned to laugh---

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"This is the royal study of the Phoenix King, why is the patron saint here?"

Suddenly, a provocative voice came from the side -----

Afterwards, Ling Yi's heart was like a basin of cold water from head to toe, it was so thorough! ! ! ! !

"Demon King, please pay attention to your identity. This is the Phoenix Clan, not your Demon Clan----" Unexpectedly, Yin Wenmao returned to the past unceremoniously--he was still looking at He——is full of provocative light inside!

"Guardian God, please answer my king's words!" Dongfang Yexiu stared at him fiercely, and finally said toughly -0-----

In this way, it seems to be a duel——Ling Yi finally found a word to describe——

However, she thought about it again, why should they fight?Isn't a duel usually for the one you love?Does she think so because the patron saint likes her?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing at herself, she is a person who has a child, and there is a husband, how could he like her?He's just doing it for his job --------------------

The two men faced each other like that--

Suddenly, the corners of Dongfang Yexiu's mouth curled up, and the beautiful purple eyes were shining --- there was such a charming smile inside ---

"Hehe, the patron saint really took his onion as garlic ---" he said, his hand was already tightly holding Ling Yi's hand, holding it very tightly ---

Before she knew it, she had already felt the pain ----- frowned --

Yin Wenmao fully sees all of this——

"Her skill is not very strong, at least in front of you, why should you——"

He looked at the little hand that was tightly held, and frowned slightly ---------------