The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

"Ah -----------!" The penetrating voice was wantonly penetrating every inch of the night sky-

--But still can't seem to dissipate the depression in his heart--

Yin Wenmao regretted --- he actually did such a thing, which has always been the thing he hates the most, but he broke it.

He wanted to scare her, but after touching her body and hearing her ecstatic voice, he completely forgot about his surroundings and the purpose of his trip, and did such a thing.

Sitting on the ground slumped, holding his head in his hands, he muttered to himself: "What should I do? How should I face her?"

His heart was violently entangled and struggling---but he was never released---

However, at this time, when he was still powerless, his nerves suddenly tightened——

Turning around abruptly, the person has already reversed his body and leaped into the air, and then let out a posture of gathering profound strength to counterattack---

Under the night sky, the bright light immediately radiates---

After the radiance, the light dissipated---

Two men appeared looking at each other, looking at each other angrily. ,

"What did you do to her?"

Looking at Yin Wenmao in front of him, Dongfang Yexiu burst out with a voice that was so cold to the bone---

During this period of time, he has been in pain, but he still couldn't bear to think about that woman in the middle of the night, but when he just arrived, he saw the man in front of him rushing out of her bedroom like a madman- ---

Yin Wenmaochong slowly regained his composure, and after being shocked, his face remained unchanged for thousands of years. Hearing this, he immediately snorted and smiled: "When the devil said this, should he first think about his identity, so as to be so different from himself? If you want to speak to an enemy, or a powerful opponent, should you weigh the strength of this patron saint before attacking?"

The wind blew, and Dongfang Yexiu's purple hair was floating around like a ghost in a nightmare. He was very dissatisfied with this man's answer-

"Although she is your Phoenix King, she is already my Dongfang Yexiu's woman, and I, Dongfang Yexiu, is only her man in this life---"

He seems to be declaring to the whole world that he is exclusive to Ling Yi, and he does not allow anyone to get close to her, including the so-called patron saint of the Phoenix King in front of him——

"Your woman?"

Yin Wenmao laughed coldly, then turned around as if he hadn't heard anything, and was about to leave.

"Dongfang Yexiu, you have to remember that she is from the Phoenix Clan and you are from the Demon Clan. Even if you have each other in your heart, you can't disobey fate. Fate's arrangement is that you can't be together, never!"

Accompanied by such a voice, his aura has slowly disappeared---

Only the man in black was left standing there, his whole body bursting with the bloodthirsty of a demon king--

Ah!

fate?

Fate counts!He, Dongfang Yexiu, said that Ling Yi was his woman, so she will always be, and there is no reason to change-----

Thinking of that woman, he came to see her specially, but because of this matter, he didn't have time to take a look at her, so he slowly turned around and returned the same way---

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Still the wind blows and the curtain moves---

Almost everyone in the palace fell asleep, including the woman who haunted Dongfang Yexiu, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, so that she, who had a high level of energy, didn't know that someone had already entered In her bedroom, at this moment, she was looking at her soundly asleep with an affectionate face.