shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1539 It's been three years, have I succeeded in betting
Bai Zhi'er raised her head hastily: "You can't lock me up, I will be anxious if I can't be found by the Heavenly Court!"

"What does it have to do with me?" He sneered.

Bai Zhi'er cast her eyes for help to Lu Wang behind Feng Fuce.

"Lu Wang, you..."

Lu Wang looked at Feng Fuce, with a troubled face: "Master Mozun, didn't you say that you would not embarrass Your Majesty, she is weak and not suitable to be tied up here, can you be merciful..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Fuce had already given him a warning look.

Lu Xuan silently lowered his head.

Bai Zhi'er was stunned: "Lu Wang, how could you do this!"

Lu Wang was extremely guilty: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty!"

"What is there to be sorry for? Compared with her words and means of hurting others, what is this?" After Feng Fuce finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal Cao Jing to close the door.

Bai Zhi'er rushed to the door, but only bumped into the cold door.

Feng Fuce frowned for a moment, then slowly endured it.

Inside the door was Bai Zhi'er's sobbing voice: "You can punish me, but can't it be now?"

Feng Fuce didn't reply.

After a long time, Bai Zhi'er heard their footsteps going away.

She could only slide down feebly and sit on the ground.

Lu Wang was driven back to Jiuchongtian by Feng Fuce.

Feng Fuce, on the other hand, held a world-viewing mirror all day long, watching with a blank expression on his face.

At first, Bai Zhi'er shrank on the ground for a long time, so long that he almost couldn't help himself to see if she was fainted.

But after a while, she seemed a little uncomfortable, she covered her stomach and stood up slowly.

Then Bai Zhi'er lay down on the big bed.

She lowered the curtain, Feng Fuce couldn't see inside, but heard rustling noises.

In the next two hours, Bai Zhi'er stayed on the bed and never got off.

is she asleep

Feng Fuce thought deeply.

"Lord Mozun..." Zhu Yan called out for the sixth time.

Feng Fuce came back to his senses, and took off the mirror: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Yan said silently, "Your subordinates have already understood a little about what you asked your subordinates to investigate."

"After being eaten by the immortals, it won't bring them much cultivation, but if a person of the demon race uses the relative grass to assist him in cultivation, his skill can increase sharply. It is a good medicine for the demon race."

That's why, the Dependence Grass only grows behind the Demon Palace.

In the Demon Realm, only Feng Fuce has the right to enjoy it.

After hearing the words, Feng Fuce nodded slightly, signaling Zhu Yan to back down.

There was a cold glint in his thin eyes, he was thinking, if this is the case, what is Bai Zhier doing eating the dependent grass?
Feng Fuce didn't think of it for the time being.

However, he took out the red silk written by Bai Zhier from his sleeve.

The above words are——

"Three years, have I succeeded in betting?"

Feng Fuce took a deep breath: "What is she betting on?"

Bai Zhi'er lay on the bed without eating or drinking, Cao Jing came in several times to persuade her, but she ignored her.

Finally, on the third day of being trapped in the magic palace, Feng Fuce came to see her.

At that time, Bai Zhi'er was wearing a thin moon-blue robe, with snow-white skin, and loose black hair scattered on his shoulders.

She just sat on the edge of the bed, with chains dangling abruptly from her exposed ankles.

Feng Fuce waved his hand, signaling Cao Jing to back down.

"You can't die if you don't eat or drink, so don't think about using this method to threaten me." He said coldly.

Bai Zhi'er raised her eyes: "I didn't mean to threaten you, I know you hate me, what you are doing now is just to vent, I don't eat or drink, just because I have no appetite."

(End of this chapter)