The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

At this time, Luo Qingyu's poisonous **** had already begun.

It was just that she was barely suppressed at the moment of life and death.

But the original white and delicate skin has become pink and seductive, with dense sweat beads on it.

At this moment being blown by the cool breeze outside, Luo Qingyu's heart's heat seemed to be slightly relieved.

But she almost got annoyed by streaking like this, and scimitar stood up: "Feng Xiaoxun, don't bully you too much!"

She had wanted to drink sharply. But in a word, it was tender and tender, with a slight dullness, adding a touch of ecstasy from the air.

She murmured secretly in her heart.

The first time I hated her loli accent ...

Feng Xiaoxun's dazzling eyes fell directly on the machete in her hands, as if shocked and unbelievable: "Where did you come from?"

Luo Qingyu's heart sank a little. The machete she has been hiding in the Ruyi bag these days, and the Ruyi bag can send and receive freely. After she was caught by Feng Xiaoxun, she was afraid he would search the Ruyi bag. Therefore, Ruyi has been hiding in the bun on his head, and was not noticed by Feng Xiaoxun.

After she had those strange dreams, she had some doubts in her heart that she was the reincarnation of Feiyue.

And this full-moon scimitar is exactly the weapon blade originally used by Feiyue.

She was afraid that Feng Xiaoxun would find it, so she did not dare to use it in the past two days ...

Now if not to see Yun Yin Lianyue at the moment of life and death, in a hurry, she can't touch the other blades, and will pull out the full moon scimitar--

Feng Xiaoxun asked, her heart twitched, but she appeared calm, pulling Yun Yin back to the moon and backing out: "If you let us go, I'll tell you!"

Yun Yinlian's face turned pale, but Luo Qingyu was pulled behind by a backhand: "Yun Xia, you go first!"

"Let's go together!" Luo Qingyu's face stretched, now that Yun Yin Lian Yue is both her brother and her companion, she naturally cannot leave.

Feng Xiaoxunjun's face was cloudy, and suddenly he laughed: "Neither of you can go today!"

His eyes fell on the machete again: "Xiao Yunxia, ​​how did this knife follow you, could you ..."

A light flashed from his purple eyes: "Are you the reincarnation of Feiyue ..."

Speaking of the last sentence, his voice shook slightly.

Luo Qingyu still pulled Yun Yin back to the moon and slumped back, and answered with a smile: "Do you guess?"

She deliberately said such an ambiguous, thought-provoking answer, which made Feng Xiaoxun be wary of her, and would not take a heavy hand--

She has always been unconvinced. She belongs to the kind of character who can't die if she doesn't die in the Yellow River. When she gets to the Yellow River, she will have a hard time to toss.

Feng Xiaoxun narrowed his eyes, looked at her like a little fox with a smile, and sank in her heart. This girl is not like his child's temperament, not quite like the reincarnation of him ...

But that handle knife-Although that handle knife was given to Feiyue by the priest Jingang in that year, Feiyue's personality is rather confused and it is easy to lose things. Demon power is poor, I'm afraid it's hard to let this knife truly surrender to her.