The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 129 Bloodthirsty, Crazy King Shengqing

Feng Qianya avoided the internal force, squinted her almond eyes, entered the cave again, threw the dry branch she held in her arms to the ground, clusters of flames ignited in her clear eyes, and walked towards Xuanyuan Mo Chen squatted down, she was stunned for a moment.

Although it was dark and the light in the cave was not very bright, Xuanyuan Mochen's bloodthirsty eyes shone with a bloodthirsty light, and against the backdrop of the flames, they were even more intimidating.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with blood, like a ferocious beast about to go mad, his bloodthirsty eyes were as cold and ruthless as a sword.

Sensing something wrong with him, Feng Qianya's heart tightened, she frowned and asked him, "Xuanyuan Mochen, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as her words fell, Xuanyuan Mochen's big white hands strangled her neck fiercely, increasing the strength without hesitation. His coquettish phoenix eyes radiated bloodthirsty light like a ferocious beast, as if to tear her apart. As if swallowing it in pieces, as the strength of his big hand increased, a bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on his crimson lips.

Feng Qianya, whose neck was strangled, blushed rapidly, and the strong suffocation made her even the strength to resist disappear little by little.

She squinted her eyes, staring sharply at Xuanyuan Mochen, who seemed to have changed into a different person. Her slender jade hand grabbed his big hand that was strangling her neck, trying to break his hand away with all her strength.

But no matter how hard she tried, his hand was like iron tongs, tightly clamping her neck.

Just as her vision was gradually blurring, the purple gold ring on her ring finger emitted a golden light that shot directly into Xuanyuan Mochen's bloodthirsty eyes.

In just a split second, the golden light disappeared, and Xuanyuan Mochen suddenly regained some sanity like a wild beast.

Seeing him pinching Feng Qianya's neck, panic flashed in Feng Qianya's eyes, he immediately let go, hugged her into his arms, looked down at her, and asked worriedly: "Feng Qianya, what are you doing?" Sample?"

Feng Qianya felt very uncomfortable in her throat. She panted slightly, took a few deep breaths, and then raised her eyes to look at him and asked, "You...what happened just now?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He fell silent for a while, then pushed Feng Qianya away, staring at her with a piercing gaze, and said in a cold voice, "Get out, my lord... ...will kill you, don't let this king kill you when he loses his mind...Otherwise, this king will be in pain when he wakes up...go...the farther you go, the better..."

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Mochen clenched his big white hands tightly, and his eyes began to turn red and bloodthirsty again. His eyes were as fierce as a wolf's. He knew that he was going to go crazy again.

Seeing that Feng Qianya was still there, he tried his best not to go crazy, his big white hands rattled as they were clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white, and veins burst out on the back of his hands.

He snarled coldly: "Feng-qian-ya, do you really want to die at the hands of this king? Get out-get out."

After saying that, he waved his sleeve robe, and it seemed that a strong wind was blowing towards Feng Qianya, forcing her whole body to fly out of the cave.

Feng Qianya, who was rolled out of the cave, jumped down to the ground steadily. She frowned, and was about to enter the cave when she saw an internal force in the cave.

She dodged to dodge, but heard Xuanyuan Mochen's cold voice coming from the cave, "Feng Qianya, don't you understand what this king is saying? This king told you to get out, the farther the better, this king I don't want to kill you with my own hands..."

(End of this chapter)