Feng Fei defies the sky

Chapter 1026 A Glimpse in the Crowd (8)

So everyone sharpened their heads and squeezed into the Demon Lord's team. The crowd can be imagined.

Mr. Wan Cheng couldn't squeeze in, and he was extremely worried.

"Feng Yinxue, where are you? Wait for me."

"Damn it, is it really the worst way?"

Just when he was about to go all out, people started to kneel down one after another.

Wan Chengjun was stunned, what's going on?
The back was suddenly ripped off by a person, and he almost fell a dog eats and shit again.

Just as he was about to break out and curse, he got a stir-fried chestnut on his forehead.

"Stupid, be quiet." Feng Yinxue's cold voice came.

As soon as Wan Chengjun turned his head, he saw the mother and son kneeling with everyone.

The heart that was suspended suddenly fell again, as if floating in the sea and suddenly caught a piece of driftwood.

I have never felt that Feng Yinxue is gentle and virtuous like now, even if she hits her forehead ten thousand times, it is worth it.

Seeing Wan Chengjun looking at his mother intently, Di Qianzuo slapped him down.

"Fool, you're back to your senses."

Clutching his cheek in a daze, Wan Chengjun smiled and turned back to his face. He felt happy at this moment, and then raised his eyes to look at the slowly moving parade.

What kind of arrogance was that?

The leader is a deep purple sedan chair for eight people, carried by eight young women with good figures and good looks, and in front of them are four masters flying steadily in the air, three men and one woman, with equally good looks.

Wherever the sedan chair passes, a kind of beautiful and fragrant flower petals will fall.

It's beautiful like a goddess descending to earth, but it happened in a place full of demons like the Dark Realm.

Feng Yinxue stared intently at the dark purple sedan chair with her small face, if she guessed right, the so-called Demon King was inside.

Will it be him?

Emperor Qingye, Emperor Qingye, Emperor Qingye
Feng Yinxue recited the name silently in her heart, her heart ached, and her face turned pale again, presumably where the ecstasy of love was gnawing at her heart.

Dark purple light curtains were also hung around the sedan chair, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Feng Yinxue's palms tightened, and the hands held by the mother and son were covered in cold sweat.

Di Qianzuo was looking forward to it even more, wanting to see the man he misses day and night, his father.

In the big sedan chair, a handsome man dressed in black lay reclining on a tatami mat. His long black hair covered the limp under his body, and he tapped his fingers every time.

His hands were slender and slender, the type that every woman would want to hold.

At this moment, he was closing his eyes slightly, with a look of lack of interest, and he seemed to be drowsy.

Everyone thought that he was going to go on like this, but his fingers stopped suddenly, and his opened eyes were deep and puzzled.

At this time, a gust of wind came from nowhere and lifted the light curtain beside him. Originally, he was distracted and casually glanced at the crowd, but it surprised him greatly.

In the crowd, Feng Yinxue's condensed face suddenly showed a faint smile.

Now that we have seen the Demon Lord, shouldn't we see what the Demon Lord looks like?
"Qing Ye" whispered the name that she thought about day and night, and she moved her fingertips slightly, and when everyone was boiling, a stream of light lifted the dark purple light curtain.

Feng Yinxue looked up, and met a pair of dark and deep eyes of a person, then she smiled slightly, turned her gaze, and landed on another lord.

(End of this chapter)