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

Luo Qingyu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly moved, and her eyeballs rolled under her eyelids, as if she was about to wake up.

Di Shiyin's face changed slightly, he was drawing that spell with all his strength at this moment, and he couldn't spare his hand to use other spells to make her fall asleep——

Gritting his teeth secretly, he tried his best to speed up the drawing.

Luo Qingyu's eyelids trembled a few more times, and finally opened slowly.

Di Shiyin's heart sank suddenly, those eyes!Not Luo Qingyu's! [

Although those eyes were still pure black, they were not her usual expression, they were extremely dark and sharp, as sharp as a blade.

That pair of eyes just stared at Di Shiyin, his lips twitched, and he uttered a few vague syllables.

Fortunately, Di Shiyin's hearing was amazing, and he heard clearly what 'her' said: "Don't seal me!"

His voice was hoarse, like a night owl, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women.

Di Shiyin's eyes were sharper than 'her', and he said coldly: "If you are sensible, just leave her body by yourself!"

The corners of 'Luo Qingyu''s lips trembled, and there was a slight arc of a smile, but the smile was extremely stiff, as if forced out: "Do you think I am willing to be in a woman's body? bound here!"

She paused every word, and her speech was more blunt than a foreigner's Chinese, and her tongue was two times bigger. It was obviously extremely difficult to control this body.

It turned out to be a male hair god!

Feng Xiao looked for this bastard!He actually put the resentful spirit of a male hair god in Qing Yu's body!

If you catch him again, you must give him a bloody lesson!

Di Shiyin cursed inwardly, swearing for the first time.

His subordinates moved faster, this hairy god must be sealed immediately!

Otherwise, when he was making out with Qingyu, he always felt like making out with this hairy god...

Just thinking about it makes his hair stand on end!

"Don't seal me, or I'll kill you!" The hairy god probably saw Di Shiyin's intentions and actions, and spoke again, moving his fingers, as if wanting to draw the full moon scimitar from his waist ( The full moon scimitar is a magic weapon, although it was slapped away by Di Shiyin, it will return to Luo Qingyu immediately).

As soon as his fingertips touched the handle, the full moon scimitar suddenly lit up, his hand shook violently, as if hit by an electric current, and he almost rolled his eyes——

Di Shiyin sneered secretly, the saber was aimed at Luo Qingyu's soul, and even if the resentful spirit temporarily controlled Luo Qingyu's body, it would not be able to control the saber.

That blood curse was extremely complicated and difficult to draw, until now Di Shiyin had only completed about three-quarters of it.

The resentful spirit failed to grasp the full moon scimitar, naturally he was not reconciled, his eyes rolled desperately, trying to make himself more flexible—[

His eyeballs turned faster and faster, and the range of his arms became wider and wider——

Di Shiyin's heart sank slightly, he must not be allowed to control the initiative of this body at this time!

He had to find a way to wake Luo Qingyu up.

"Qingyu, Qingyu, wake up! Wake up!" Di Shiyin said in a deep voice.

'Luo Qingyu' smiled again, this smile was much more natural than last time: "It's useless, you've made her too tired from training, she doesn't want to wake up now." Bleak Bleak 