Alluring Poisonous Consort: Overwhelms the Demonic King

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Yan Yan was pushed away, and then he suddenly responded, his face dropped slightly.

Feng Duwu didn't understand where this man's inexplicable influence came from, so she instinctively wanted to stay away from this man: "If there is nothing else to do with respect for driving, there is really inconvenience for widows and widows. Please respect driving."

Yan Yan put his hand holding Feng Duwu behind him, and his fingertips were slightly folded: "It's not early, please let Feng girl stay overnight."

Feng Duwu's anger suddenly rose. She had already said that it was inconvenient for the lone man and the widow. Can this man still tell the lodging without changing his face? Moreover, based on his cultivation, where do I need to stay?

"Little girl doesn't want to stay." Feng Duwu flatly refused. Since she was incomprehensible, she came straight.

"What if my destiny wanted to stay?" Yan Yan's voice was gentle, but the strong force that could not be refused was obvious.

"Zun driving and repairing is advanced, now that you have made up your mind to forcibly stay, why bother to say more?" Feng Duwu smiled coldly, and then threw her sleeves, "I will listen to you."

After speaking, Feng Duwu no longer looked at Yan Yan, and even the small flower pot in his hand was gone. He turned and walked towards the room, flicking the sleeves, and the door was closed tightly.

For hundreds of years, no one had put his face in front of him, Yan Yan could not help but pick his eyebrows, and his gorgeous lips gently pulled an invisible arc. Rather than breaking in, he stood outside and turned to look at the Jiugongzhen, which was almost destroyed by him. The bright red wide-sleeve swept, the colorful splendor fell down, and the messy Jiugongzhen below quickly recovered.

Yan Yanjiu stood there for a long time, letting the wind that was exhausted blow his long hair. I don't know how long after that, his hand protruded from the delicate cuffs, holding a verdant flute, placed the flute on his lips, the **** moved slightly, and a long, gently rubbing tune poured out. Spread away with the wind.

Feng Duwu originally ran away from the secret road because Yan Zhen was not good, but she could n’t practice, so she simply lay on the bed and prepared to sleep. After the ostrich hoped that she would wake up, Yan Yan disappeared. However, she, who had no sleepiness, fell asleep before she heard the flute sound.

Feng Duwu, who had never dreamed for a long time, had an extremely real dream at that time, which made her immersive. The dream was a tree of three-color flowers. The tree was fluttering with three-color flowers. A three-color flower composed of purple and pink is the size of a peach blossom, but it looks like a plum blossom and floats in the wind. The petals are scattered, blue, purple, pink, and beautiful.

A pair of feet walking on soft silk embroidered with delicate and elegant patterns slowly came along with soft petals. Her feet seemed to be able to generate wind, and she did not step on the thick layer of petals a little, and then followed her skirt. Pendulum with fluttering petals.

She trot and sometimes stopped, and whenever she stopped, a moving voice sounded like an oriole out of the valley: "Ayan, come here, I am here, if you can find me, I will Give me my newly developed medicine, giggle ... "

"A Yan, you are so stupid. I have done the same tricks for you thousands of times, and you will still be fooled! A Yan, you are so stupid. If you don't have me, you will be deceived and sold."

"A Yan, you actually carved me like you, who would allow you to sculpt me? Also, you sculpted me so ugly, you be careful I will poison your hand!"

"Ayan, a three-colored flower, a three-colored flower, it symbolizes the spring, summer, and autumn seasons of the world. It will wither in the winter, because he is beautiful and afraid of cold. Ayan, I am afraid of cold ..."

"Ayan, if ... if one day I can't stay with you, you must forget me, I don't want you to die for me ..."

"Ayan, actually ... I really can't leave you anymore ..."

The sound of coquettish laughter, but every word revealed a woman's love for a man engraved into the bone marrow, three-color flowers are still flying, Feng Duwu strives to look up, she wants to see what the woman looks like, I really wanted to think about it, but her sight seemed to be under heavy pressure, and with such gravity, she managed to lift her strength to the woman's chest. With just a little more, she could see the true face of the woman.

Unfortunately, she only saw a perfectly curved chin, and a sword flashed in front of her. The cold sword fell into the woman's chest, and the red blood splashed out, all sprayed on the line of sight of Feng Duwu. Wake from a dream.

"My dear, what's wrong with you?" The little prince asked anxiously when she felt her mother's heartbeat speeding up.

Feng Duwu reached out and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and then stepped into the space to comfort the worried son: "My mother is fine, I just had a nightmare, you don't need to worry."

"Mother-in-law, you close your hearing, that is a dream song." The little prince said to Feng Duwu, "People who cultivate under him will sink into the dream when they listen to his song. If they struggle, they will explode and die."

Feng Duwu only felt that the cold wind was blowing, and her back wet with the nightmare was cold: "My mother knows it, and I won't care anymore."

What else did the little prince want to say, his face suddenly changed: "Madam, he broke in."

Feng Duwu rushed out of the space when she heard what she wanted to say. As soon as she sat up, the closed door was pushed open, and Yan Yan stepped in coldly.

"What is the intention of respecting driving?" Feng Duwu looked coldly at Yan Yan.

There was a hint of doubt in Yan Yan's eyes, and he strode forward and grabbed Feng Duwu's wrist: "Say, why did you just disappear?"

Yan Yan was outside, his consciousness locked the breath of Feng Duwu. After Feng Duwu flashed into the space, he discovered it for a while because he was immersed in the memories. Obviously, when he came in, Feng Duwu's breath was not yet, but the moment he stepped into the door, Feng Duwu was still alive in front of his eyes.

Feng Duwu earned and did not break away from Yan Yan, so he said coldly: "I don't know what to say, please respect yourself!"

When I saw Feng Duwu, Yan Yan's eyes swept around Feng Duwu's body like a scanner. I didn't find anything unusual, and then slowly released the clamp on Feng Duwu: "You better not be in your deity. Play tricks in front of you, otherwise you can't imagine the consequences. "

Feng Duwu was also irritated: "It's so funny, you broke into my residence for no reason, and my face was entangled with me, and I have no resentment with you in the past, and I have no revenge in the past. Why can you warn me? But do n’t ask why, and step on the dignity of others at your feet? I respect you for your cultivation, so respecting you everywhere does n’t mean I ’m afraid of you. The big deal is death. You can do it at any time! ”