Feiyue finally returned to Luojia Mountain, but she was **** by an invisible rope.

She was **** in a sedan chair, which had no car curtain, so everything that happened outside her could be seen clearly and plainly.

At your feet is the Demon Alliance who is tumbling with magic clouds, and the opposite side is the translucent Zilianmen.

The two armies confronted each other, and the bright magic weapon made the sun and the moon dark.

Di Shiyin was still his white robe, and the white jade mask on his face was faintly radiant in the sunlight.

He stood there with his hands behind him, and everything around him became a backdrop to him: "Feng Xiaoxun, you are finally here!"

Feng Xiaoxun laughed: "Di Shiyin, you really are not dead! You act like this, don't you just want to come here?"

Di Shiyin also smiled: "Feng Xiaoxun, I will not die if you haven't died yet. Your turtle's ability to shrink the shell is very good. If not, why would you come home?"

"Um-so, did you deliberately lie to this woman to attract me out?"

Feng Xiaoxun's fingers seemed to be tied to Feiyue there.

Feiyue's body shook slightly. At this moment, she finally believed that Emperor Shiyin hadn't really died, and it wasn't the people in the devil who were lying to her.

She didn't know what it was like in her heart, just staring at the Emperor Shi Yin opposite.

Does his sword really affect him at all?

Di Shiyin's light eyes glanced across Feiyue's body, and she said lightly: "This seat is nothing more than a plan. Her point is good ..."

He didn't say any more, but anyone knew what his last sentence meant.

Feiyue lowered her head, her heart tragic.

Everything turned out to be nothing more than a self-directed drama like a clown jumping clown ...

Feng Xiaoxun snorted coldly: "But this stupid woman never misses you! Because your death is still crying and crying ..."

Feiyue embarrassed and wanted to get into the ground, but she was tied and moved but she couldn't move, she could only lower her head down ...

A joke, she is really a joke!

Di Shiyin was too lazy to look at Feiyue this time, and said indifferently, "Feng Xiaoxun, since you are here this time, then let us see the true chapter once! Why do you say these nonsense crazily?"

Feng Xiaoxun laughed wildly: "Nonsense ?! Do you think this is nonsense? Emperor Shi Yin, this stupid woman says I love you! How about you? You have been lingering with her, don't you have any incense?"

Feiyue was even more embarrassed. The whole person seemed to be thrown into the ice cave.

She simply closed her eyes, not wanting to face this extremely embarrassing scene.

"Love of incense? Love?" Di Shiyin's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled softly: "Feng Xiaoxun, you haven't been caught in your mind? How could this place fall in love with a little demon?"

"Hahaha, it seems that this stupid woman is really making love for herself!" Feng Xiaoxun glanced at Feiyue, who almost shrunk her body into a ball, and once again brutally sprinkled a salt on her wound.

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