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Chapter 12 The concubine has breasts, take a closer look!

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    "So what if there is a turning point? The future is still uncertain."

    Xuanfeng closed his eyes gently, his thin red sandalwood mouth fluttered slightly, "Jing Zhe, I want to be quiet."

    Seeing her calmness, Jing Zhe felt even more uncertain, "I just need to keep quiet, and Di Ji can pretend that I don't exist."

    "You can rest assured to return to life."

    Xuan Fengqian had already understood Jing Zhe's thoughts, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "The anger in the demon's chest is all because of me. If I die, his anger will have no place to vent, and the unlucky one will be the fairyland. So  , the current me is not worthy of life, let alone death."

    "Emperor Ji, don't underestimate yourself."

    Jing Zhe calmly took away the filthy yuan handkerchief beside Xuanfengqian, and sent a few more magic girls to look at Xuanfengqian, then she was relieved and rushed to Ziyou Palace to return to her life.

    As soon as he walked out of the cell, he saw the magic girl from Ziyou Palace rushing over.

    "Master Jingzhe, the Demon Venerable is calling urgently."

    "I see." Jing Zhe nodded slightly, and subconsciously clenched the blood-stained yuan handkerchief tightly in his hand, "What else did the Demon Lord say?"

    Mo Ji folded her arms around her chest and shuddered suddenly, "The Demon Lord only ordered the servant to come to you, but he didn't say what it was for. But the servant is sure that the Demon Lord is still angry. No, not yet  In an hour's time, he had killed hundreds of people."

    "You haven't calmed down yet?" Jing Zhe frowned, and a flash of deep thought flashed in Yao Hei's pupils.

    From Jing Zhe's point of view, although Leng Ye's temper is extremely bad, it is not enough to be furious because of an unimportant woman.  Since he was able to secure the position of the Demon Lord of the Nine Serenities, it was enough to prove that he was definitely not a reckless man with an empty head and only brute force.

    But having said that, if he wasn't angry because of Xuan Fengqian's collision, could it be that he was angry because he felt sorry for Xuan Qianning who had been persecuted repeatedly, so he went on the killing spree?

    It doesn't seem quite right

    If Leng Ye really likes Xuan Qianning, he should stay with her every step of the way at this moment, instead of sulking himself and relying on killing to vent his anger.

    Or maybe, Leng Ye is so restless because he is worried about Xuan Fengqian, and he can't hold back his face if he wants to forgive her?

    Jing Zhe nodded as if he had realized something, and felt the specialness of Leng Ye towards Xuan Fengqian, and felt a chill down his spine, "God's will is a coincidence, I hope it is 'love' instead of 'robbing'."

    I especially remember that many years ago, a wild Taoist priest who didn't know where he came from spread the rumors that "Nine Serenity Demon Lord is approaching, and he will die at the hands of women within a hundred years".

    At the beginning, Jing Zhe only thought it was very absurd.

    Now thinking about it carefully, he suddenly felt that what the wild Taoist said was not simple.

    Seeing that Jing Zhe's expression changed drastically, Mo Ji timidly asked: "Master Jing Zhe, what happened?"

    "It's okay. Maybe I'm overthinking."

    Jing Zhe took a deep breath, and while responding, he strode into the bleak Ziyou Palace.

    At that time, Leng Ye was leaning back on the Kowloon throne, uninterestedly playing with the tearful black crow in his palm.

    "Your Majesty is eccentric! The ugly monsters in the inner room are not as charming as this concubine." The black crow covered her face with her feathers, crying out of breath.

    "Wu Ya, don't insult Ning'er."

    Leng Ye twisted the black crow's round, dark head rather punitively, and said casually.

    And this black crow called "Wu Ya" didn't mean to accept it at all.

    It flapped its glossy wings anxiously, perched firmly on Leng Ye's shoulder, and winked at him softly and artificially, "I want to marry my lord!"

    "Don't forget your gender."

    Leng Ye looked at the shriveled male crow, becoming more and more speechless.

    Wuya pecked furiously, "As long as your lord speaks, how can gender become a barrier that blocks true love?"

    "Wu Ya, don't make trouble."

    In order to capture Leng Ye's heart, Wu Ya insisted on ruthlessly pecking off a pinch of soft fur on his chest, "Wu Ya also has breasts, if you don't believe me, take a closer look!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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