Miss Waste Chai: Turning into a Concubine

And the man in Tsing Yi, who was only one step away from Feng Mingye, heard him say such arrogant words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed Feng Mingye with his five fingers, and at the same time patted it down with his palm.Gloomy black air emanated from the palm, approaching Feng Mingye.

Feng Mingye's figure flashed, and at the same time, he waved his right sleeve lightly at the attacking man in green, only to hear a muffled bang, and the man in green spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and fell backwards.

Yuehuang's body leaning against the threshold froze, looking at Feng Mingye with a little surprise in her eyes.Feng Mingye's magic power at this moment is not even one-thousandth of his own ten thousand years ago, and the demon power of this man in Tsing Yi is certainly not bad, but he can't even catch his power with a flick.It is conceivable how perverted the magic power of Feng Mingye was ten thousand years ago!

And the black-clothed man pretending to be the waiter in the shop saw that the momentum was wrong, and hurriedly threw out a false move, turning over and running away.

"Trash" Feng Mingye curled the corners of his lips coldly.He didn't catch up, but turned his head to look at Yuehuang who was watching the show: "How long are you going to watch there?"

"Ahem..." Yuehuang brushed the corner of her clothes in embarrassment, and walked to Feng Mingye's side. "Who are they?"

"Those who want to kill me." Feng Mingye's eyes were deep, and then he said slowly: "Hehe, you can be regarded as old friends!"

Yuehuang frowned slightly, and said coolly: "I don't care if you are friends or enemies, in short, don't threaten my personal safety." She is still too weak now, the ones who came today are only little monsters, she can still deal with them It's all a bit strenuous, and if there is a stronger one in the future, it is impossible for her to have the power to fight back.She didn't want to lose her life in vain because of someone who had nothing to do with her.

Feng Mingye squinted his eyes slightly, how could he not know what thoughts were turning in her mind: "Don't worry, I have established a life-death contract with you, you can't die for the time being."

"What I hope is not only that I can't die, but that I can't even be disturbed. Don't be like tonight, when several things that are neither human nor demon suddenly break in and disturb my slumber." Yuehuang said lightly. .

Feng Mingye frowned slightly: "They also went to your room?"

"What do you think?" Yuehuang asked without answering.

Feng Mingye was silent for a while and said: "Don't tell others that we have established a life-and-death contract, otherwise..."

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to point the finger at myself?" Before Feng Mingye could finish speaking, Yuehuang cut off his words with mocking eyes.If others knew that she had established a life-and-death contract with him, wouldn't everyone point their finger at her weak, because as long as she died, Feng Mingye would not be able to live anymore!

Feng Mingye nodded, this girl is such a ghost, it is true that she will not be so stupid as to send herself to death. "Go and rest. We have to go to the Devil's Forest tomorrow morning. The demons and ghosts there are not as useless as today's ones. I won't help you then. At most, you are going to die. I will give you a hand. As for your lack of an arm, it is still Short legs, I don't care about those things." He shook his head while talking.

Yuehuang laughed coldly: "If you don't want to help, I don't even bother to ask you to help." After speaking, she strode away.

Feng Mingye looked at the stubborn back, "This girl really looks like me back then." She smiled lightly and went back to her room.

At the same moment, the man in black also fled all the way back to the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Master, I...we failed to assassinate the Demon Emperor." The black-clothed man knelt under the main hall, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his body was trembling faintly.

"Oh, it failed." I saw a bed that was smaller than a bed and wider than a chair in the middle of the main hall.A red-clothed man was leaning on the roof. He was dressed in a red dress that was as charming as fire, and his beautiful eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and the brilliance in them shone brightly.That face is even more indisputable, beautiful and breathtaking.White and slender fingers played with the hair that slanted down in front of his forehead.The appearance is extremely lazy but enough to be charming.

The voice of the man in red was slightly low, with a strange hoarseness, but also a taste of ecstasy.

The reaction seemed flat.There was no fluctuation in the tone.

But the body of the black-clothed man underneath was shaking even more violently, and the sweat on his forehead kept oozing out.He faltered and said: "Yes, master, this subordinate... is not doing well. Also... please punish me, master."

The corner of the red man's lips curled up slightly, showing a hint of a smile: "Punishment? How can I be willing to punish my favorite right protector?"

The heart held by the black-clothed man finally let go, and before he breathed a sigh of relief, the red-clothed man's expression froze, and he continued coldly: "But since you asked for it on your own initiative, then I won't let you down. Do you want to be punished? Dharma protector, do you think so?"

The black-clothed man was filled with remorse, but he had no choice but to say: "Master, what you said is that the subordinate should be punished if he failed in the task, and I ask the master to come down!"

The man in red nodded, and squinted at the man in black with a pair of charming glazed eyes, "Well, if this is the case, then you should die as an apology."

Such a soft sentence, it seems that it is not deciding the life or death of others, but a very ordinary thing.

The man in black was frightened out of his wits. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but it turned into a puddle of blood in the end.There was no time to say the unspoken words.

The man in red looked at the pool of blood, his eyes were indifferent and cruel, and after a while, the corner of his mouth twitched coldly: "You should be glad that I gave you such a happy death, a waste, what's the use of keeping it."