Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 767 Punish yourself
Hearing Fan Qingtian's answer, the smile on Li Mie's face deepened, and finally Fan Qingtian was willing to let him help.

"Leave this matter to Li Mie, you all go back and rest first." Looking at the people present, Fan Qingtian said indifferently.

Soon everyone in the room left.

No one, naturally it is time for Li Mie and Fan Qingtian to be tender.

"Qing'er." Holding Fan Qingtian's face, Li Mie smiled and said, "You're a bit ugly."

"You're ugly too."

Both of them laughed.

Of course, the looks of these two people are unique in the sky, so it is not ugly to be so ordinary in Yirong, but each of them understands that these words are not ridicule, but an antonym of praise.

Thin lips covered Fan Qingtian's lips, and Li Mie couldn't help wrapping her around her.

Not to mention holding her and kissing her every day, even if they stick together for 24 hours forever, Li Mie doesn't think it's enough.

Feeling the warmth from Li Mie's lips, Fan Qingtian shyly responded.

The gentle kiss turned into an intense one, and the tenderness drizzles, lingering...

After a long while, Li Mie reluctantly let go of Fan Qingtian.

"Qing'er." Reaching out to cover Fan Qingtian's face, Li Mie called Fan Qingtian's name with infinite tenderness.

Nodding his head, Fan Qingtian said, "What's wrong?"

Tapping the tip of Fan Qingtian's nose, Li Mie said seriously, "The Shuli Sword is in the Fire Country."

"Well, the Shuli sword is in the country of fire? Really?" Fan Qingtian's voice was a little excited and his face couldn't help being happy again.

"Yes, the sword on Dongfang Yu's body can only be made by Shuli Sword, but fortunately Shuli Sword has no real intention to kill Dongfang Yu, otherwise Dongfang Yu may be dead now." Li Mie said lightly.

"I really didn't expect that it would be Shuli Jian who assassinated Dongfang Yu." Meifeng couldn't help but frowned, and Fan Qingtian seemed to think of something, "Hey, didn't you say that if you want to find Shuli Sword, you need to find three lunatics?"

"I didn't expect my Qing'er to be stupid sometimes." The words were condescending, and Li Mie stretched out his hand to soften Rou Fan Qingtian's cheeks, rubbing her cheeks into a different shape, "Three lunatics, but not three lunatics .

There are three spirits in the Shuli sword body, the sword spirit, the sword demon, the sword god, and the three spirits live together in the transformed Shuli sword body.

He acted strangely, as if playing the role of three people in disguise, and everyone thought he was a lunatic. "

After hearing what Li Mie said, Fan Qingtian was surprised, "I didn't expect Shuli Sword to transform into a human being, and he was also a lunatic, God, if I didn't know about this, I'm afraid I would never be able to find Shuli in my entire life." The whereabouts of the sword."

"It doesn't take a lifetime. Now I know that Shuli Sword is in the Fire Country. I will send someone to look for him later, and I promise to find Shuli Sword for you." Fan Qingtian kissed on the cheek, and Li Mie looked at him with Some girls said again, "Qing'er, I actually want you very much now."

Li Mie's outspokenness made Fan Qingtian's face flush suddenly, but he didn't speak.

Seeing Fan Qingtian's blushing, Li Mie couldn't help laughing and said, "Although I want you very much now, I want you to take the initiative to tell me that you want it."

"Li Mie." His face became even more burning, Fan Qingtian really didn't expect Li Mie to be so shameless.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll give you a surprise after you finish the business here." Li Mie said with a very mysterious smile.

"What surprise?" Fan Qingtian, who was nestled in Li Mie's arms, looked up at him and asked curiously.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and Li Mie said, "Qing'er, it is said that women in love will become stupid. You are really stupid. They said it was a surprise. How can I tell you now."

"Okay, Li Mie, are you itchy?" Fan Qingtian raised his hand and threatened.

There was an ambiguous warmth in the room.

The moonlight is cool and the breeze is gentle, carrying a hint of sadness.

A charming and charming figure stood under the pear blossom and crabapple tree, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

That pair of soul-stirring eyes, hidden like snakes and scorpions, were filled with a touch of sadness at this moment.

Joy, sadness, anger, and hatred linger in her heart, making Feng Miu feel that this world is really a dirty irony.

Just at the moment when Feng Piaomiao lost his mind, a clear voice interrupted Feng Piaomiao's contemplation, "Miss Feng."

The emotions that should not be shown in the eyes were withdrawn instantly, Feng Miiao narrowed her winking eyes, and turned around to look at the person who was coming.

Passing a porcelain wine jar in his hand to Feng Yumiao, Fan Qingtian put one hand on his back, his face was indifferent, "Drink?"

Seeing that the person who came was Fan Qingtian, Feng Piaomiao's eyes fell on the wine jar in Fan Qingtian's hand, her face was slightly startled, and then the corner of her mouth under the veil raised a curve, "Of course, I can have a drink with the king. Drinking wine and watching the moonlight, this is really the most wonderful thing for my family.”

Reaching out to take the wine jar from Fan Qingtian's hand, Feng Mimiao continued, "It would be even better if the king could wear men's clothing."

"In women's clothing, I can also hug you in my arms and enjoy the feeling of soft fragrance and gentle jade." Taking a sip of wine, Fan Qingtian looked at Feng Miu with a slight smile and said.

With a coquettish smile, Feng Yaomiao lifted the veil, the deceptive face under the veil is enough to make countless men fall under her pomegranate skirt.

After taking a sip of the wine, Feng Yaomiao asked, "What is the king looking for me for?"

"I just want to drink with you to relieve boredom." Fan Qingtian replied lightly.

A ray of light flashed across the eyes of the soul, and Feng Yaomiao said in a clear voice, "What does your majesty want to find out from me?"

"Can't you trust me just once?" Fan Qingtian asked lightly, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, not caring about the vigilance in Feng Yaomiao's words.

The breeze lifted the hem of the skirt, and Fan Qingtian at this moment gave people a deep sense of trust.

Blinking slightly, Feng Yaomiao said with a flattering smile, "I killed the king's beloved satin light, doesn't the king really want to kill me? Believe you, I still have life?"

Satin Qing was a pain in her heart, originally Satin Qing shouldn't have died, it was her, her incompetence caused it.

Although Feng Piaomiao was the one who directly killed Satin Qing, she cannot really be blamed for this, the original source of the blame is still her.

She can only punish herself with a lifetime of guilt for Sain.

"If I wanted your life, you would not appear in front of me now." Fan Qingtian said indifferently, retracting the little ripples in his heart.

"Heh." With a shallow smile, Feng Piaomiao did not make a sound.

Drinking wine, the two looked up at the moon, the wind blew off the begonia and pear blossoms, and the quiet atmosphere was slightly heart-warming.

After a while, Fan Qingtian spoke again, "How do you want to deal with the Fire King? It feels very uncomfortable to be betrayed by others. If you need my help, just speak up."

There was a murderous light in his eyes, Feng Piaomiao looked at Fan Qingtian and said, "Do you know my identity?"

(End of this chapter)