Allure Summoner

Fearing that Hai Furong would make a mistake, Jun Qianxi made a special confession before leaving.

Although the group of people who went to the heavens had never confronted each other, their mentality can be seen after thinking about it, and they would not take their people who went to the heavens seriously.

Even those young people are like this, not to mention the young master of Lingxiao Palace, Dongfang Shuai, he keeps Hai Furong by his side just for entertainment, and it feels inexplicably refreshing to see her so anxious every day.

This kind of perverted sense of superiority that is self-righteous is very worth exploiting.

Since the little soldiers have detected Shuai Dongfang's aura, Shuai Dongfang must have detected their aura as well, so Jun Qianxi did not show mercy.

Hitting Hai Furong's palm took a bit of force, and only a real blow could make Dongfang Shuai off his guard and save Hai Furong's life.

Not long after they left, Shuai Dongfang's figure appeared in the Mingxi Pavilion, and he looked at the pale man leaning against the wall with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth without any emotion in his eyes.

He didn't ask aloud, and Hai Furong didn't have the intention to say anything. After taking a breath, she leaned against the wall and got up and walked towards her room.

When passing Shuai Dongfang, she was blocked by an invisible wall of air, and she fell to the ground again without noticing it for a moment.

Shuai Dongfang took a few steps forward, pinched her chin and lifted it up, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and the two of them couldn't see to the end.

"who is it?"

Hai Furong couldn't help shivering at this cold tone, she lowered her eyes halfway and didn't make a sound.

"Rong'er, you know my temper!"

The pain from her chin made Hai Furong gasp, her red lips trembled for a moment and whispered: "It's them, they're back!"

"them?"

Shuai Dongfang's strength remained unabated, the pale little face with pear blossoms and rain in front of him was like a dead thing in his eyes.

As if thinking of something, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips: "Is this the master of Mingxi Pavilion? What's his name? What are you doing? What are you serving?"

Just as Jun Qianxi thought, in Dongfang Shuai's eyes, they didn't even have the qualifications for him to remember their names.

"Duanmu Ming, Jun Qianxi!"

Even though Hai Furong was trembling with pain, she insisted on saying these two names, they cannot be ignored by anyone.

The firmness in her eyes was well concealed, but the painful gnashing of teeth was regarded by Dongfang Shuai as hateful gnashing of teeth.

He let go of her chin, touched her face instead, and chuckled softly: "Rong'er, don't worry, I will help you get back ten times what they have done with you!"

Hai Furong was not grateful, Dongfang Shuai said to help her get it back, at best, "it depends on the owner to beat a dog".

Those two people who were not even qualified for him to remember their names broke into his territory while he was away. Of course he wanted to tear them into pieces.

At this time, his jade badge of communication flickered for a moment, his consciousness was swept away, and the smile on his face froze due to the arrogant voice.

The next moment, the two soul jade slips in his interspatial ring shattered in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual pressure on his body was released instantly.

Hai Furong was ejected without accident, and directly hit the wall and passed out.

Shuai Dongfang's expression was extremely sinister: "Is Duanmu Ming and Jun Qianxi the same? You want to shake the big tree, just wait for your soul to fly away!"

"Ah!"

Jun Qianxi sniffled while holding the messenger jade card in her hand, and murmured, "This Shuai Dongfang can't afford to be so dishonest, he actually cursed me behind his back!"