The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 612 You Should Be Older Than Me

Xie Wanrong nodded thoughtfully, "He never told me about you."

One is better than seeing once, and the other has never heard of it.

Zixi was not angry, but felt that this woman was not that difficult to deal with, she smiled: "So the devil brother hasn't told you about the devil world yet."

Hidden needle in smile.

The implication is that Xie Wanrong is not important at all, otherwise why would Qi Jinghuan not tell her about those things in the devil world.

Zi Xi would never have imagined that Xie Wanrong and Qi Jinghuan had reached the point where they were talking about marriage.

So these two sentences are completely painless to Xie Wanrong.

She just smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll ask him another day."

Zixi looked at Xie Wanrong who was not affected at all, and her smile almost collapsed. This very common short sentence felt like a knife in Zixi's heart.

As expected, Brother Mojun was cold-blooded and ruthless. Even thousands of years ago, when Brother Mojun was pampering her, she would not dare to be presumptuous in front of Brother Mojun, for fear of saying something wrong and offending him.

But the more casual Xie Wanrong behaved, the more she couldn't believe it. Brother Mojun was far more elusive than thousands of years ago. She didn't believe that after Xie Wanrong knew the identity of Brother Mojun, he dared to act presumptuously.

"It's better not to bother Brother Mojun with such things." Zixi approached kindly and pulled Xie Wanrong's arm: "Sister Wanrong, I heard you are the Demon King?"

It took Xueji a while to react.

Zixi is trying to get close to Xie Wanrong, it is completely different from what she imagined.

Zi Xi's methods are much more sophisticated than Xue Ji's.

Because from the beginning to the end, Xie Wanrong's eyes did not stay on Xue Ji.

Xie Wanrong withdrew his hand calmly, and said in a nonchalant manner: "What's your name?"

"Zixi."

"I see, do you have anything else to do?"

Xie Wanrong came out to practice whips, so she was not in the mood to discuss the devil world with Zi Xi.

This woman!

Zixi gritted her teeth fiercely, her eyes suddenly fell on the Ziyu Qijue whip in Xie Wanrong's hand: "Sister Wanrong, you want to practice martial arts? It's just right, I can be your training partner, how about fighting with you."

Xie Wanrong raised an eyebrow at Jiaolong: "No need, Bingli can help me."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Jiaolong moved closer to Xie Wanrong's side, smiling heartlessly.

Xie Wanrong was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, turned her face to look at Zi Xi: "You should be older than me."

Of course, Xie Wanrong wouldn't know that with his tens of thousands of years of divine veins, he was no worse than Zixi.

Zi Xi was so angry that she almost spat out blood, but she had no choice but to laugh dryly, and had to watch Xie Wanrong leave.

She turned around and looked at Xue Ji behind her: "Have you fought against her before?"

Seeing Zi Xi's smile collapsed, Xue Ji chuckled: "Naturally, she is not those stupid women in the human world. I have suffered a lot from her hands, and I have learned to be good."

Xue Ji pursed her lower lip tightly, suddenly eight snow-white and silvery fox tails swayed gently behind her graceful figure.

Zi Xi slightly opened her eyes wide, looking at Xue Ji.

"It's just what you think." Xue Ji nodded secretly: "I lost my life at her hands."

She wasn't afraid that Zixi would mock her, but she just wanted to tell Zixi how much of a threat Xie Wanrong was to her, so she said, "Although you and I don't get along in the past, I still advise you to stay away from her, even if she suffers now He was injured, and his spiritual cultivation is not high, but he is also protected by the devil, so don't make fun of yourself."

(End of this chapter)