Fang Xiyan's face turned purple, but she didn't move. Feng Xiaoxun's mind sounded loud! He wouldn't strangle her to death, right?

I hurriedly went to check and found that she was really lost. I was panicked! I hurriedly picked her up, took a few breaths of true energy for her, and called out a few more: "Xiyan, Xiyan..." I called out a few times, and then gave her a few breaths-

After a while of this, Fang Xiyan's breath that was stuffed finally opened and she started to choke and coughed loudly...

Feng Xiaoxun finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt guilty and hurriedly patted her behind with one hand to help her get happy-

Fang Xiyan coughed for a long time before she truly passed this breath. She pushed Feng Xiaoxun sharply and slapped him over: "Get out!"

The slap was slanted and slapped Feng Xiaoxun's left cheek, and with a slap, it looked extremely crisp and loud in this quiet room!

The two of them were suffocated at the same time, and Feng Xiaoxun took a step back: "You..." Since he became the Demon Lord, although he had fought with people many times, he suffered losses and was injured. In the past thousands of years, he had never slapped someone else, and he was a little stunned for a moment. The light in his purple eyes suddenly disappeared, and he held his hand: "Xiyan—"

After Fang Xiyan slapped that, she became more enlightened and finally realized that the other party was a murderous demon king. A Zi's fate flashed in her mind. Her body trembled, she hugged the quilt and shrank towards the corner of the bed, pursed her lips, and looked at him with alert-

Feng Xiaoxun seemed to have been stabbed by a needle. What he wanted was not her fear, but-

Her little face was a little blue and white, and there were obvious strangulations on her neck. The regret in her heart was like a rush of mountains and rivers. She couldn't help but reach out to touch the strangulation...

Fang Xiyan was shocked, and suddenly leaned back, avoiding his hand, gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Xiaoxun, if you want to kill and cut, just give me a happy time!" Her throat was still aching, and there was an evil fire burning in her heart. This feeling of wandering on the line of life and death at all times made her unable to help but want to go wild! She had enough!

Feng Xiaoxun's arm froze there and couldn't take it back: "Do you think - I really want to kill you?" His voice was slightly dull.

The matter was there, right? He almost strangled her to death! Fang Xiyan looked at him coldly, too lazy to answer his nonsense.

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have saved you at the beginning..." Feng Xiaoxun smiled bitterly, his tone was a little sad. Did she think his dignified Demon Lord is really idle?
Chapter completed!