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

"This little fairy acted recklessly, disturbed the fairy garden, severely punished twenty fairy sticks, and sent him to prison to be punished!" Di Shiyin's voice came out coldly.

"Yes! Dijun." The immortal general responded with a bang, pulled Luo Qingyu up, and dragged him out...

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, from beginning to end, she didn't want to say a word.

It's just a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips...

Di Shiyin, you said you could protect me for eternity, but now that this life is not over, you broke your promise...[

It turns out that love is just a flash in the pan, it has just bloomed and then withered...

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Calm was restored in the Chaohua Garden, and Di Shiyin stroked the chessboard without saying a word for a long time.

That lock of hair was unconsciously held in his palm, cold and slippery...

Yan Chi looked at him carefully: "Shi Yin, what are you going to do with this little fairy?"

Qing Huan said unhappily at the side: "How else can I deal with it?! This woman insulted the heavenly court, insulted the emperor and the gods, and refused to arrest and wounded several heavenly soldiers and generals. According to the laws of the heavenly court, she should be pushed to the Thunder God Platform and be subjected to five thunderbolts." Punishment, smashing the soul, re-entering reincarnation—"

"Qing Huan, shut up!" Di Shiyin said coolly, with an indifferent voice: "Before me, when is it your turn to speak?"

Qing Huan's face turned pale, and she didn't dare to speak.

Di Shiyin is a strict teacher and has strict requirements on her. Apart from teaching Kung Fu, she usually doesn't even say a word of gossip.

She was originally a girl who liked to act like a baby, but she didn't dare in front of Di Shiyin.

His light glance can put away all her arrogant temper.

"Go out and copy the Chalcedony Sutra a hundred times!" Di Shiyin said coldly.

Qing Huan's face turned bitter, the Chalcedony Sutra has more than [-] words, copying it a hundred times would kill her!

He couldn't help looking at Yan Chi, asking her for help with his eyes.

Yan Chi coughed lightly: "Shi Yin, why bother getting angry with a lowly fairy, come on, let's continue playing chess."

Waiting for Xiaoxian?

Di Shiyin lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "This little fairy's kung fu is no worse than that of a god."

Yan Chi's face turned pale, she lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "That's true. That child is a genius in cultivating immortals, but it's a pity that his temper is too stubborn and his mind is not right. Otherwise, he might be able to cultivate in the future." God, become the pillar of heaven. Alas, what a pity—"

Di Shiyin didn't speak any more, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, his expression was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking. [

"Shiyin, are you—are you disappointed with Yan Chi? Yan Chi's fairy art has always been difficult to make progress..." Yan Chi pursed his lips slightly.

Di Shiyin glanced at her and sighed softly: "Yan Chi, you don't need to be so arrogant. Your skill is already pretty good. Besides, you hurt your six veins because you saved me..."

Yan Chi bit his lips lightly: "Shiyin, I should have saved you. We were friends who died, and now we are—you don't have to be polite to me."

Di Shiyin didn't know why, his usual calm mood was a little agitated, and he stood up. Bleak The