The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 441 The Storm is Surging (3)

It's just that the Demon Lord has long been sealed at the mouth of the Five Elements Formation, even if he breaks through the seal, it shouldn't be him...

Qi Jinghuan's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiaolong instantly felt the breath of death in the air, rushing toward his face.

He immediately said: "You killed me, Xiao Rongrong will be suspicious, don't worry, the devil, I will never tell Xiao Rongrong!"

Jiaolong had long forgotten that he was a Xie Wanrong contracted beast.

Mentioning Xie Wanrong, Qi Jinghuan's cold gaze slightly retracted, his slender knuckles loosened one by one, and Jiaolong fell to the ground without warning.

"Very good." Qi Jinghuan smiled coldly.

Xue Ji was stunned, the Lord already knew her identity, how could she still care about that woman?The expression between Xue Ji's brows changed, she told herself secretly that it is impossible for the Lord to be interested in Xie Wanrong, and now it is just because she has not remembered what happened in the past ten thousand years.

She pursed her lower lip tightly. If the Lord really remembered what happened in the past ten thousand years, I am afraid not only Xie Wanrong, but all the women in the world would look down on her...

Xue Ji waited for so long, she finally waited until the demon king forgot what happened thousands of years ago, and yet another Xie Wanrong came out to take her place.

Why did she get the Demon Lord so easily, but she waited for thousands of years!
Xue Ji bit her lower lip, her charming face became distorted due to jealousy, she was unwilling!Even if she can't get the Demon Lord, it shouldn't be Xie Wanrong!
She is less qualified than she is!

"Hua Che, let the other Eight Hall Masters guard the Demon Realm. The God Realm, which has been silent for thousands of years, should also be restless." Qi Jinghuanfeng's handsome face was full of evil spirits, and his deep phoenix eyes were cold and cold.

His appearance is enough to shock the upper and lower six realms!
This night, the situation was surging.

But Xie Wanrong slept soundly until early morning.

She went down to the first floor, and her eyes quickly found Qi Jinghuan who was sitting by the window. The warm sunlight hit his thick eyebrows and curly eyelashes along the gap by the window, as if it had given him another layer of golden light. People can't look away.

It is not difficult to find that there are already many young women in the restaurant who are obsessed with watching, and are ready to move.

But Jiaolong, like Qingling for the first time, stood timidly beside Qi Jinghuan, she was a little dazed, and walked over with a smile on her lips.

"Stop! Where are you running to!"

Suddenly a loud male voice came into the restaurant from outside, Xie Wanrong didn't stop at all, just took two steps, a beautiful figure broke in through the window, directly hit Xie Wanrong's feet, blocking her way.

Xie Wanrong frowned invisibly, and she swept towards the woman who fell at her feet.

The moon-white lotus-patterned clothes on her body were already covered with dust, and she held two daggers in her hands. She was in a state of distress, but her face was outstanding.

Although her facial features are not exquisite, but at first glance, the frivolity between her brows and eyes cannot be concealed, as if she felt Xie Wanrong's scrutiny, her ink-like eyes stared at Xie Wanrong for a long while.

"So he's hiding here!" Another man in Tsing Yi broke in through the window, grinning and grinning, the long blade in his hand unceremoniously slashed towards Xie Wanrong's direction.

The woman got up quickly, held two knives in her hands, and cursed through gritted teeth: "Today either you die or I live!"

Swords, lights and swords were staged in front of Xie Wanrong's eyes in an instant, and the golden light mixed with murderous aura suddenly struck.

Soon, the woman was at a disadvantage, a ball of golden light suddenly attacked, and even hit Xie Wanrong's side. She frowned slightly, and with a wave of her palm, a ball of water light jumped out, and the fierce-faced man in Tsing Yi was forced to retreat took a few steps.

(End of this chapter)