The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

"What about your devil? Did he leave again?" Fang Xiyan's eyes sparkled slightly. If he did leave here, then the chances of her escaping would be better.

The girls didn't answer, but they all looked behind her, and suddenly knelt down together: "Master Mojun!"

Fang Xiyan's body froze for a moment, and she turned around slowly. Not far behind her, Feng Xiaoxun was standing there, his red robe fluttering along with his silver hair. He looked at Fang Xiyan and smiled enchantingly. The sea is brighter: "What's the matter? I haven't seen you for a while, do you miss me?"

Fang Xiyan: "..."

Miss you big head!This guy belongs to Cao Cao?Just chant it and it will pop out! [

Feng Xiaoxun walked over slowly, his eyes swept over those women: "What are you doing around her?" His voice was a bit cold.

Those women all flinched, lying on the ground without even daring to lift their heads, but the purple-clothed woman was more open-minded, and immediately reported: "Slaves, servants, servants, came out to meet the new master."

The other women also echoed.

Feng Xiaoxun's flowing eyes lightly swept over Fang Xiyan: "Who said she is your new master?"

This sentence was shocking, all the flower demons were stunned, their eyes were on Fang Xiyan, to be precise, they were looking at her clothes; "Then her clothes..."

Feng Xiaoxun smiled leisurely, his eyes were a bit cold: "She put on this shirt herself, but I didn't ask her to wear it."

"Then she... who is she?" the woman in yellow asked out of curiosity.

"She's just a prisoner of this seat now." Feng Xiaoxun said in a calm tone, looking at Fang Xiyan coolly, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

All the flower demons suddenly understood and were filled with righteous indignation. The woman in purple said angrily: "Damn it, she is just a captive! She dares to wear the clothes of the future mistress, I am so impatient!" With a flick of the sleeve, a ray of purple light Send it out, and shoot at Fang Xiyan!

Fang Xiyan was already prepared. Although she lost her spiritual power, her inner power was still there. With a slight flash of her figure, the ray of purple light shot into the air, and when she scooped up her slender white palm again, the ray of purple light was caught by her. in hand.With a cold smile: "I'd better return such beautiful petals to you!"

With a flick of the hand, the purple light was reflected back, several times faster than before!

The purple-clothed flower demon didn't have such good lightness skills as hers, and couldn't dodge in time, and was shot directly in the ribs by the purple light!

With a chirp and a shriek, she fell to the ground, her face was full of pain, and dark purple juice flowed out from her ribs.

She caressed the wound and rolled around, wanting to yell, but Feng Xiaoxun was here, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, she just moaned softly: "Master Mojun, please help...help..."