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Chapter 13 Oh!  his damn possessiveness

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    Leng Ye was covered with black lines, indifferent, ""

    "My lord~ You have seen his body, you should be responsible for him."

    Seeing that Leng Ye was unmoved, Wuya nervously fluttered his shiny wings and flew to his shoulders, coquettishly coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you should marry a concubine!"

    "Noisy."

    Leng Ye swept it aside and frowned impatiently.

    "I hate it~ You hurt me when you fell." Wu Ya stared at the charming Leng Ye fascinatedly, and his crystal halazi flowed down, "My lord, I am greedy for you!"

    "Don't dare to say more, I don't mind eunuching you right away."

    Leng Ye's mellow voice reveals a trace of majesty that cannot be ignored. Even though Wu Ya is pampered, he has no choice but to be obedient.

    "Hey! My lord, you have changed your mind!"

    Wu Ya familiarly took out a brocade handkerchief from under the jet-black wings, and kept wiping away the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes.

    Leng Ye's mind was obviously not on Wu Ya, seeing Jing Zhe rushing over, he inquired unintentionally: "Dead?"

    Jing Zhe shook her head, and replied in a deep voice, "Not dead. However, Empress Xiantian seems to have lost her desire to survive."

    As he answered, he strode forward and presented the blood-stained yuan handkerchief respectfully to Leng Ye, "Mozun, please have a look."

    "Do you dare to put this kind of dirty thing in front of the deity?"

    Leng Ye glanced at the wrinkled Yuan Pa with disgust, and a picture of Xuan Fengqian being insulted by a group of rough men suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

    He originally thought that torturing Xuanfengqian like this would dissipate some of the depression in his heart.

    But for some reason, when he saw the mottled dark red blood on the yuan handkerchief, he panicked.

    Seeing that Leng Ye was angry, Jing Zhe hastily put the Yuan handkerchief into his sleeve, "This subordinate knows his mistake."

    "You like her very much?" Leng Ye was upset and asked in a bad tone.

    "If you go back to the Demon Lord, Jing Zhe cut off the root of love thousands of years ago, and it is absolutely impossible to fall in love with any woman in this life." Jing Zhe didn't want to understand what Leng Ye meant by asking this question, but he could  It feels like Leng Ye is not very satisfied with him.

    "Is it?"

    Leng Ye casually flicked off the incense ash on the top of Wu Ya's skull, and there was a trace of mania in his voice, "Since you don't like it, why did you put the Yuan handkerchief that was stained with her blood into your sleeve?"

    ""

    Jing Zhe suddenly felt that the dilapidated yuan handkerchief in his hand was like a hot potato.

    It is obviously inappropriate to put it in your hand.

    But it is even more inappropriate to put it in front of Leng Ye.

    After all, Leng Ye has already said that he thinks it is dirty.

    After careful consideration, Jing Zhe had no choice but to bite the bullet, and asked Leng Ye softly, "I hope Mozun expresses, what should this subordinate do with this Fang Yuanpa?"

    "On the table."

    Leng Ye completely darkened his face.

    He doesn't have a weird collecting habit, but when he sees Xuanfengqian's close-fitting handkerchief being tightly clutched by Jing Zhe, he always feels uncomfortable.

    Perhaps, it was precisely because Xuan Fengqian had worshiped heaven and earth with him that he developed an inexplicable possessive desire for her.

    "It seems that the goddamn possessiveness is at work again."

    After thinking about it, Leng Ye finally found a reasonable excuse for his abnormal behavior.

    But from Jing Zhe's point of view, Leng Ye's feelings for Xuan Fengqian are not just possessive.

    However, at this moment, Jing Zhe can't protect himself, and he has no energy to worry about other things.  In order to resolve Leng Ye's dissatisfaction with him, he changed the subject calmly, "Mozun, do you have to get rid of the 'momentary youth' in your body?"

    "Um."

    Leng Ye responded indifferently, and the anger that had just been suppressed was ignited again at this moment.

    In fact, the golden step shaker that Xuan Fengqian used to scratch his cheeks did not have the poison of "momentary youth".

    That above is just ordinary Mie Ling San, which can only be used to deal with some spirit monsters with low cultivation base.

    Thinking of this, Leng Ye burst into anger again.

    He suddenly got up and rushed to the Jiuyou Demon Prison in person, wanting to teach the bold Xuanfeng a lesson.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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