Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"It's good that you're fine!" Because of this answer, Nangong Aotian's killing intent faded a little, but he was still brutal and brutal.

As long as it's okay, as long as his woman is okay.

Nangong Aotian's brows and eyes stretched a little, looking at the stunning face in front of him, thinking of her amazing talent, he couldn't help but hold up Qingfeng's tender and delicate face, lowered his head, and kissed her fiercely Up: He really picked up the treasure, enough to match his treasure.

His kiss was as gentle as running water, but as hot as the summer sun.

Although Qingfeng doesn't hate his kisses, she hates men kissing themselves without asking. A seductive smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth, and she opened her mouth and bit Nangong Aotian's lips fiercely: This man always has Tendency to become a wolf.

This time, she absolutely had no mercy at all, she could feel the bloody smell in her mouth without looking, but Nangong Aotian seemed to be ignorant of the pain, and kissed deeper and deeper.

As a result, an extremely strange phenomenon appeared at the scene: corpses all over the place, with a strong smell of blood everywhere, and two men and women in blood clothes were kissing deeply until they died.

However, such a weird scene is the most harmonious in the eyes of others. The blood-dripping sword and the hot kiss are blooming with brilliant brilliance, shining and flashing, making people unable to open their eyes.

Silence, silence everywhere.

There was no more noise of swords and swords, no more bloody, chilling, and ferocious murderous aura. At this moment, everything became quiet, but the sound of breathing subconsciously became smaller.

Qingfeng paid 12 respects to the thick skin of the man in front of her, but her eyes turned cold when she glanced at the corpses lying on the ground and those bandits who lowered their heads and dared not peep.

"If you don't want to be my enemy, you'd better let me go!"

This is already the greatest honor that Qingfeng bestowed on her opponent: unexpectedly speaking to remind him.

Nangong Aotian's black eyes sank, and he was cold: "You are my woman, I can kiss you if I want!"

The oath, just like his people: domineering!

They are the most compatible men and women in the world, and they should stand together by nature.

There is a bewitching smile on the corner of Qingfeng's mouth, and those who are familiar with her temperament will know that she is really annoyed: "I am your woman? Why don't I know?"

Shameless and thick-skinned, this man is so attached to everything, he actually said that she is his woman, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!

Nangong Aotian frowned tightly: "I put a blood curse on you, if you don't go back with me, you will definitely die!"

This time, when he said this, he was calm, without any coercion: Nangong Aotian suddenly felt that he had used the wrong method, it should not be coercion, and coercion to the girl in front of him was probably useless.

A woman with absolute strength, a woman who is as rebellious as him, a woman who is as absurd as him, and a woman who is as arrogant as him, he should not use coercion.

Qingfeng felt his remorse, and the enchanting look in her eyes retreated a bit: "Can't you detoxify me?"

Nangong Aotian said: "No! The poison can only be detoxified after I go back with me."

Qingfeng let out a cold snort, turned around, and went down the mountain, but refused to pay any attention to Nangong Aotian: Damn it, you can't undo it, what kind of blood curse!