His hand finally moved away from Luo Qingyu's neck, and held her in his arms with one hand, but his eyes were staring at Di Shiyin and said with a smile: "You said you can do it, well, how can I deal with you first?"

He held his chin with his other hand, and his red clothes were spread behind him, looking enchanting and romantic.

He blinked and said slowly: "Well, you cut off two arms first. Don't use magic to relieve pain or stop bleeding."

His voice was light, not like asking the other party to cut his arms, but like asking the other party to cut his nails.

Indra chuckled: "It is easy to cut off one, but it is impossible to cut off two. You must leave an arm to implement the military solution. Feng Xiaoxun, you have never been very committed. How can you trust you?"

Feng Xiaoxun's face changed slightly, and he sneered: "Do you think you still have room to bargain? If you don't cut off your arms, I will let her be so scared!"

His fingers pressed Luo Qingyu's neck again.

"Whatever." Di Shiyin replied lightly, and the silver knife in his hand gently tapped his own heart: "I can immediately disarm the troops!"

Feng Xiaoxun held the other empty hand and finally got the upper hand, so he naturally didn't want to let things go so stiff.

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Very good! Then you can cut off your right arm first! You have to cut it off with your upper arm. I won't agree to leave some bones!"

Di Shiyin glanced at him: "It's easy for me to break my arms, but I want to ensure her safety!" His eyes fell on Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu was probably very tired, and she was still sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

A hint of guilt and tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed inwardly.

Maybe he was too anxious. His little wife was a human body after all, and she could not bear such a cool exercise.

Feng Xiaoxun looked up and laughed: "She is sleeping like a pig now, naturally very safe."

He had sensed Luo Qingyu's fatigue from the resentful spirit, and knew that it was normal for her to sleep so heavily now.

Not to mention that she is just a mortal, even a half-immortal, after such practice, she will fall asleep for three days and three nights after taking away the body of a resentful spirit.

He rubbed Luo Qingyu's face frivolously, kissed her lips, and looked at Di Shiyin provocatively. Sure enough, he saw his black eyes faintly turning purple, and his white clothes were swelling without wind. This was a sign of his anger—

Feng Xiaoxun was even more happy. His greatest pleasure now was that he could anger Indie and try his best to make him unhappy.

Why is Feng Xiaoxun, a brother of his mother, always living in hell, while his brother is living smoothly?

Even if this brother was originally living in heaven, he would still take him to hell!

Smell the torture in hell with him!

"Ti Shiyin, what does it feel like to see the woman you love being flirted by another man? It's easy to endure it?"

Feng Xiaoxun looked at Di Shiyin with a smile, and pinched Luo Qingyu's butt with one hand: "This woman feels good, I don't know how it tastes?"

The tone of voice is frivolous and full of inappropriateness.

The fingers and knuckles of Di Shiyin holding the silver knife turned slightly white, her eyes were as calm as the sea, but there was a decisive flame burning deep in the sky: "Feng Xiaoxun, it seems that the time for you and I to die together has come!"

The silver knife pressed down slightly, and the sharp tip of the knife entered the flesh, and a thread of blood squirted out!

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Chapter completed!