phoenix maiden

Chapter 1789 December Tower
Feng Jiushang hooked Di Huayang's neck, raised his face and smiled slightly, "Ayang, I understand, you are my favorite and most longed for peerless treasure!"

Di Huayang smiled lazily, and gently pecked Feng Jiushang's crimson lips, "Well, my precious wife, Xiao Shang'er, has finally grown up a bit, since it's here, let's go in and have a look!"

When Di Huayang and Feng Jiushang stepped into the Eight Desolation Demon Mausoleum hand in hand, there was already a scuffle inside.

The ancestors of the God Realm and the old devil of the Demon Realm, as well as the old devil and the demon kings, fought fiercely, the attacking qi roared fiercely, and the smell of blood was extremely strong...

Feng Jiushang was happy, why did they start fighting before seeing the magic bead?

One of the most tragic battle circles is the battle between Old Demon Xuan and the Four Demon Kings...

Among the four demon kings, there is a familiar face of Feng Jiushang, that is the double-headed winged mouse, the mouse king.

At this time, the Shu King was already seriously injured, his body was densely covered with blood holes, and he was bleeding profusely, but he still did not quit the battle circle.

Old Demon Xuan became more courageous as he battled. He used a secret technique to graft Dark Lei Luan's head onto his back, and kept spitting out lightning bolts, chopping down the four demon kings...

Moreover, he bought a fresh dead body of the demon ape at the Tianji auction, and put the two arms of the demon ape on his shoulders.

The metallic vitality of Demon Ape Zhigang is also enhanced with the evil power of his dark attribute emblem, and his attack power is powerful and hits with every shot.

Feng Jiushang frowned, and sighed softly, "You are so ugly, and you are still being dragged like this, go to hell!"

She expelled the Extinguishing Demon Slash, and pierced Old Demon Xuan's heart precisely with lightning speed. He couldn't even escape his soul body. Soon, his ugly body was trampled to pieces by the four demon kings. Scraps, I can't bear to look at the tragedy...

Feng Jiushang raised his eyes and saw a [-]-story white tower, "Ayang, let them fight, let's sit on it and talk about our bright future!"

Di Huayang smiled lazily, kissed her clear face, and whispered, "Shang'er, I have come up with a few poses I like, let's study them and perfect the details!"

Feng Jiushang's face was blushing, and her purple eyes waved, "Ayang, I miss the warm fragrance of your skin, well, when I get home, I will carefully kiss your lovely skin covered by your clothes!"

Di Huayang's long eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his lips condensed, and his golden eyes stared at his young wife's clear face, "Shang'er, my husband has a very good memory. If you can't do it, my husband will punish you severely!"

Deliberately, Di Huayang bit the following words very hard...

Feng Jiushang raised his face and smiled sweetly, "Ayang, I did it, and I want you to punish me severely, punish me vigorously!"

Deliberately, Feng Jiushang bit every word of the second half of the sentence extremely hard.

Di Huayang sighed, "Shang'er, you have become a spirit, a top-quality fairy for your husband!"

Well, while others are fighting to the death, this couple is flirting with each other...

For a long time, Di Huayang held Feng Jiushang's hand, interlocking his fingers, as if two hearts were tightly attached, and walked slowly towards the tower together, turning a blind eye to the bloody wind around them, and the two seemed to be strolling leisurely. tour.

In front of the pagoda, Qi Zu saw the pair coming slowly with a dignified look on his face, and said slowly: "Huayang, Jiushang, only those who are destined can enter the Twelve Moon Pagoda, try it!"

Di Huayang and Feng Jiushang nodded, and walked to the small moon-shaped door. Before they could do anything, the door opened by itself, and a bright white light gushed out, wrapping them inside.

(End of this chapter)