Black-bellied Goddess: The Demon King of Cold Love Abducts Home

Chapter 17
In the face of death, people are always afraid, not to mention that he has not met that person, and he has not asked why he betrayed him.

Liu Yan tried his best to resist, but without the pen, he was no different from an ordinary scholar.In Lan Mingshang's hands, he was like an ant.

"Young Master." Feng Qinghuang hesitated and called Lan Mingshang, Lan Mingshang turned his head and glanced at Feng Qinghuang lightly, the strength in his hand stopped there.

"You want to intercede for him?"

"He didn't do anything bad, no... he shouldn't just die like this." After talking about Feng Qinghuang, he wanted to slap himself, what is the reason, this reason is simply a joke to Lan Mingshang.

But Lan Mingshang let Liu Yan go, and threw Liu Yan out, Liu Yan fell to the ground so violently that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Qinghuang took a few steps forward, ready to see how Liu Yan was injured, Lan Mingshang cast a cold glance at Feng Qinghuang, and made Feng Qinghuang stop.

The pen was held in Lan Mingshang's hand, and Lan Mingshang looked down at Liu Yan and asked, "Are you going to give this pen or not?"

Feng Qinghuang kept giving Liu Yan eyes behind Lan Mingshang, but Liu Yan just ignored Feng Qinghuang and stared at Lan Mingshang without speaking.

"I gave it a chance." Although Lan Mingshang said this to Liu Yan, he said it to Feng Qinghuang.Feng Qinghuang caressed her forehead, a teammate like a god, an opponent like a pig, she had no chance to save Liu Yan's life.

Slashing with a sword, Liu Yan should have died under the sword, but at this moment a black shadow suddenly stood in front of Liu Yan, bearing the sword for Liu Yan.

"A Mian." Liu Yan exclaimed, the black mist disappeared, and a black cat was held in Liu Yan's arms.Feng Qinghuang poked her head out, looked at the black cat and asked, "Which cat demon is this?"

"A Mian, I am no longer your master. Since you have already left, why do you come back?" Liu Yan pushed the black cat in his arms away, and the black cat ran to Liu Yan's feet again, rubbing his feet.

"It's the protector, but how many lives do you have to toss?"

After Lan Mingshang said this, Feng Qinghuang remembered that this cat monster seemed to have lost seven lives in Lan Mingshang's hands. If it really had nine lives, there were at most two left.

Good nine lives, only two left.Feng Qinghuang looked at the cat demon sympathetically, meeting Lan Mingshang was really a cat demon's misfortune in this life.

At this time, except for some spirituality, this cat is no different from ordinary cats, and a hundred years of practice has been destroyed.

"Painting fairy Liuyan?" Looking at the pen carefully, Feng Qinghuang finally knew why she felt familiar. She had read the story of a painting fairy, a painting fairy fell in love with a fox demon, and was willing to give up the fairy position and become a degenerate. fairy.

Because of the strangeness of the pen, Feng Qinghuang glanced at it a lot at that time, so it is still relatively familiar in memory.However, this reality seems to be different from the legend. The fox demon did not look at it, but only looked at a cat demon.

When Feng Qinghuang revealed his identity, Liu Yan was very surprised, but subconsciously retorted, "I'm not, I'm just an ordinary person."

Listening to Feng Qinghuang's words, Lan Mingshang also played with the pen in his hand, without any expression, with a calm face.But he didn't do anything to Liu Yan again.

"Oh, that may be my mistake. After all, the painting fairy in the legend has already lived a life of paradise with his lover."

Feng Qinghuang took a few steps back, a little disappointed.Lan Mingshang said from the side, "Isn't this valley a paradise?"

(End of this chapter)