phoenix maiden

Chapter 430 Guaranteed not to hit you

Di Huayang's slender fingers held in the sleeves of his robe trembled involuntarily...

Every word of Feng Jiushang's words fell on his heart, and he couldn't help but feel soft as cotton, and he wanted to kiss those two thin lips deeply again.

With a long sigh in my heart, alas, it's time to go, if I don't go, I will be even more reluctant to go!

Is this dead girl really a mortal girl?

Ordinary girls can be so thieves!

Di Huayang bowed his head, smiled evilly, brushed Feng Jiushang's soft lips with his fingers provocatively, and said in an extremely frivolous tone, "Little fool, I am not a son, but a disciple who took advantage of you, remember it later , handsome men are unreliable..."

After the words fell, Di Huayang disappeared out of thin air, only Yu Nuanxiang lingered, and the lingering sound curled up.

Feng Jiushang turned around and looked around, but couldn't see or feel anything, as if someone had never appeared before.

"Young master, it's you, it's you, don't hide anymore, come out!"

Feng Jiushang looked at the endless night sky and shouted softly.

The surroundings are quiet and the wind is weak.

Feng Jiushang knelt down slowly, holding his shoulders with both hands, making him look even more alone, lonely and helpless.

Thinking over it bit by bit, Feng Jiushang was sure that the one that escaped was the one he was dreaming of, but there seemed to be something wrong...

Feng Jiushang rubbed the center of his brows, couldn't figure it out, and didn't bother to think about it anymore. After sensing it, the artifact returned to its original state.

Feng Jiushang dodged in, and then the artifact flew slowly towards Feng's house in Yunbo City.

After a long time, Di Huayang, who was hidden in the void, sighed lightly, revealing endless helplessness.

As soon as Feng Jiushang stepped into the artifact, the snow sculpture flew out from the interspatial ring, deliberately lowering his voice, "Master, um... what are you doing in that room?"

Bi Ling, who was sitting on the jade coffin, jumped down and ran to Feng Jiushang, blinking her eyes for a closer look.

"Xue'er, you are such a stupid bird. You are alone and widowed in the same room. What can you do? Of course, it is a tryst and cheating. Brother Passing Water said that men like that. Only by sneaking around can you feel it... But, Sister Feng, that God Emperor Zhaoyang is handsome enough, even more handsome than my Brother Passing Water, we are so ugly, it is very rare to meet a handsome man like him!"

How can there be any house, look at it!

Thinking of this, Feng Jiushang grinned, glanced at Bi Ling sullenly, and said lazily, "Bi Ling, if you don't talk, no one will sell you as a dumb...that... you all want to If there are too many, we just chat and do nothing else!"

Bi Ling curled her lips, took a few steps back, and couldn't help but said: "Sister Feng, you are still pretending to be cold, look, your lips are swollen, and there are hickey marks all over your neck, maybe your body is full of blood. More..."

Feng Jiushang looked at Bi Ling with a half-smile, and said slowly, "Bi Ling, come here, I promise I won't hit you..."

The Bi Ling thief smiled and shook his head, quickly ran to the side of the jade coffin, lifted the lid of the coffin and got in to lift the corpse.

For a long time, Bi Ling didn't see Feng Jiushang coming to take revenge, and then his heart dropped, and he thought to himself, God Emperor Zhaoyang... I seem to have heard this name somewhere... Whatever, I can't remember, Anyway, he is a handsome guy, and he likes Sister Feng very much!

Grandma Hua, who was sitting by the jade platform, had already dispersed her consciousness, and quietly searched Feng Jiushang several times, and found that there was nothing unusual, so she was relieved, and thought to herself, could it be that Di Huayang remembered all kinds of pasts? ?It doesn't look like it...

(End of this chapter)