God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 1852 Let you surrender under my pomegranate skirt!

What kind of woman is this woman in front of her, who dares to pretend to be Chang'er so boldly!
There were two lines of painful tears in Xia Zishang's eyes, and the helpless look seemed to beg Xuanyuan Yelan to let her go, the pitiful look made people feel soft-hearted.

It's a pity that the 'Xia Zishang' in front of her didn't understand what kind of person she was pretending to be at this time. Her painful struggle fell into Xuanyuan Yelan's eyes, which was an insult to Xia Zishang.

"Shang'er never begs for mercy from anyone, pretending to be her? You are not worthy." Xuanyuan Yelan's eyes were cold, as if trying to freeze people, and at the same time as the words fell, there was a force in his hand, and he immediately cut off the person in front of him. Counterfeit neck!
"Yeah!" 'Xia Zishang' suddenly let out a shrill cry from her throat, and after a short moment of silence, a sneer suddenly emerged from the corner of her blood-stained mouth.

Then a strange voice sounded, it sounded neither male nor female, neither fish nor fowl, reverberating in the air like a death knell, it came from the mouth of 'Xia Zishang', "I hate it, she has obviously become the son of your beloved woman." Look, why do you still recognize it?"

There was a bone-chilling chill on the neck pinched by his hands. It was definitely not a question that a human being should have. The cold and stiff touch made Xuanyuan Yelan almost think that he was pinching a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

Xuanyuan Yelan wanted to withdraw his hand subconsciously, but his palm seemed to be stuck, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.

"Hee hee, I advise you to give up struggling quickly. Now you have no entity, let alone you are still in the illusion created by me, so you have no room to resist at all, you can only be obediently My captive, let me manipulate you." Sen Leng's voice concealed arrogance, which made people feel extremely harsh just listening to this voice.

"You are the dream monster." Since Xuanyuan Yelan couldn't get rid of the dream monster in front of him, he simply grabbed the dream monster's neck even harder.

Meng Yao seemed a little surprised by Xuanyuan Yelan's reaction.

Xuanyuan Yelan's body is not here, he is just an illusory consciousness at this time, and he is in the sleeping space controlled by it.

In this space, everything is dominated by it. Logically speaking, the man in front of him should have no strength to resist long ago!
But now Xuanyuan Yelan is not only resisting, his palm against its neck is like a soldering iron, rising to a temperature that is so hot that it almost burns it, forcing Meng Yao's eyes to turn cold, and immediately his figure is like a dragon. The smoke generally disperses.

Meng Yao's face still maintains Xia Zishang's appearance, while the body below the neck becomes illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is like a cloud of smoke without solids, wrapping around Xuanyuan Yelan's arm and approaching. His handsome face.

The closer Meng Yao got, the more clearly he could see the disgust in Xuanyuan Yelan's eyes.

Dream Demon Supreme Immortal was injured, it narrowed its eyes and showed an extremely sinister smile, "This is the first time I have met a human race that is not trapped by illusions, hehe, I am more and more interested in you, I have decided, I don't want to dedicate you to the master, I want to conquer you with my charm, and let you submit under my pomegranate skirt!"

Meng Yao's swearing tone sounded like a dream to Xuanyuan Yelan.

(End of this chapter)