Fang Xiyan asked: "What did you do to Gu Ximo and the others?"

Feng Xiaoxun: “…”

His back froze for a moment, finally turned around, raised his head and laughed: "It turns out that what you care about is not my wound, but that white tofu!" His laughter was always magnetic and gorgeous, but his smile did not reach his eyes.

Fang Xiyan shook for no reason, and instinctively felt that she had stepped on his bottom line again: "I..." He stood here for a long time and could bully her with such a momentum, so naturally there was nothing serious about it. The injuries on his body were like sword injuries, and most of them were caused by his troubles in search of Bai Tofu and the others...

A red shadow flashed in front of him, and Feng Xiaoxun's figure approached her again: "Fang Xiyan, do you care a lot about that piece of white tofu? Do you want to make a deal with me?" He was still laughing, smiling like the spring breeze, and his voice was gentle like the spring sunshine, but the eyes of the phoenix that were slanted upwards were as cold as ice.

"What... what transaction?" This kind of Feng Xiaoxun made Fang Xiyan fearless and subconsciously asked.

"I can temporarily let go of your piece of white tofu and let his head stay on his shoulders for the time being, but you must also agree to this position!"

Fang Xiyan was stunned.

Judging from his tone, Gu Ximo and the others are fine, at least they are still alive...

Her expression relaxed, Feng Xiaoxun stared at her, holding her expression in her eyes, and sneered slightly: "It doesn't mean he is fine now. If I really want his life, it will be useless even if he runs for a few more days!"

This sentence is the truth. Fang Xiyan did not doubt the authenticity of this sentence. She took a deep breath and finally asked: "What are the conditions?"

Feng Xiaoxun stretched out two fingers to lift her chin, and his voice became even lighter: "How about being my woman now?"

It was dark outside, and the night pearl in the room was half dim and half dark. His phoenix eyes became more and more gorgeous and charming in the night. Fang Xiyan's heart jumped and she opened her eyes: "You - what are you kidding?!"

Feng Xiaoxun slowly withdrew his fingers, and a dark light flowed slightly in his eyes, and he smiled softly: "Yes, I'm joking." He turned around again.

His voice was too light, but it seemed to hide coldness and blood, and it didn't seem like a joke at all.

Fang Xiyan remembered his perverted murderous method and shivered. She subconsciously reached out and pulled his sleeve: "Hey, you..."

"How am I?" Feng Xiaoxun turned around: "There is only one condition. You either agree or collect the corpse for him!" He smiled again: "There is no need to collect the corpse. Most of the people who died in my hands cannot even have corpses left."

He smiled coldly: "I will let him suffer all kinds of torture and die, and then conquer his soul, so that he can taste all the sufferings that are rare in the eighteen levels of hell."

His voice was always light and light, but his words were extremely bloody and brutal.

Fang Xiyan knew that he could do it, and she felt cold in her heart and said angrily: "Feng Xiaoxun, what you just promised me is to stop killing innocent people!!!"

"Innocent? He is also innocent. The person who has plotted against me is also called innocent?" Feng Xiaoxun was unmoved.
Chapter completed!