Rank One Beast Concubine: Mistakenly Provoking the Evil King of Hell

Chapter 397 Feifeng Villa, Qiu Cheyu! 【2】

Hearing this, Ye Ying, who wanted to talk nicely, suddenly felt furious, and the long sword in his hand swished out of its sheath, and the gleaming sword was already resting on the man's neck, "Borrow or not!"

When the man saw it, his face turned pale with fright, obviously frightened.

However, the man was very stance, he gritted his teeth, raised his neck, closed his eyes and said, "No loan!"

Nighthawk was taken aback, he didn't expect that there are people in this world who are not afraid of death.

Just as Nighthawk was about to intimidate and lure again, Xia Moyang who was in the carriage behind came down.

"Hey, a sword has no eyes, you can't hurt the innocent!" Xia Moyang hurriedly drove away Nighthawk's long sword, pulled him behind him, then puffed up his chest and looked at the stupid man, "Notify your family!" Lord, Xia Moyang of the Dragon Dynasty is here to visit!"

The man saw Xia Moyang's awe-inspiring aura in this prosperous world, and he knew that the identity of the visitor must not be underestimated.

Nodding and bowing, haha, "Young master, wait a moment, let Xiaode go in and give a simultaneous interpretation!"

"Don't make me wait too long!" Xia Moyang snapped open the big fan in his hand, very chic.

Such a flamboyant appearance fell on Nighthawk's eyes like pins and needles. He twitched the corners of his eyes and mouth speechlessly, hummed softly, and strode back to the carriage.

"My lord!" Ye Ying whispered.

"Wait!" A faint, small voice came from the carriage.

Hearing such a light voice, Nighthawk stopped making a sound, took two steps back, held the long sword, and concentrated on guarding the side of the carriage.

At this time, Murong Yunli, Die Wu and Qiu Shui who were in the carriage behind also got down.

Die Wu glanced sideways at the carriage in front of her, and a hint of predation clearly flashed in her eyes.

Qiu Shui beside her caught the light in her eyes quite unexpectedly, and tugged at the corner of her clothes, so she shouldn't be too obvious in the dark room.

"Huh!" Die Wu snorted, ignored Qiu Shui's persuasion, strode forward a few steps, raised her head and opened the curtain of the carriage.

At this moment, the gloomy look on her face has been replaced by a gentle and smiling face, "Master, would you like to come down and get some air?"

While talking, her eyes fell on Bei Tangling who was beside King Qi, seeing that she actually used the master's leg as a pillow, Die Wu couldn't help clenching her hand.

"Get down!" How could Feng Qingcheng not know Die Wu's careful thinking, and lightly scolded, although the tone was light, but there was a deep sense of coldness in the tone.

Die Wu bit her lips, and timidly took a look at Beitang Ling who was still asleep, "Yes!"

Throwing down the curtain, he stepped back very unconvinced.

Seeing the pig's liver color on Die Wu's face, Qiu Shui sighed slightly.

Since when did the most intelligent Die Wu become so dull?

Didn't she know that doing too much would displease the master and even affect her danger of staying with the master.

Hey, no wonder it is often said in books that love can change a person's mind.

This is true.

In the carriage, Beitangling, who had woken up a long time ago, had been feigning sleep with her eyes closed.

When Nighthawk first reported, she had already woken up.

It wasn't that she didn't want to face King Qi, that is, Feng Qingcheng, but she found a strange problem.

Because, she discovered that Feng Qingcheng's legs were not as unconscious as Shuangxi once said.

She has always been very sensitive, especially when she was clearly asleep, she was lying on the mat, and in the middle of it, someone moved her body.

Then, it feels like landing on a very comfortable 'thing'.

(End of this chapter)