The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 317 Entering the Demon Realm Again (1)

But she won't drink it.

Heh... It's not that she can't see Wen Renyue's tricks, she just doesn't want to expose them.

"Why, doesn't the national teacher drink?"

Feng Qingcheng replied heartily: "Of course it's for Her Lady Queen's face."

She put the wine glass to her lips, gathering fire-attribute spiritual power with her hands.

The red wine in the goblet slowly decreased bit by bit.

The mellow aroma of wine floated into Feng Qingcheng's nose, but she didn't take it seriously.

The corners of Wen Renyue's lips raised slightly.

Feng Qingcheng raised her wine glass high and poured it towards the ground—not even a drop of red wine was left.

In the palace, the breeze brings a light fruity aroma.

The smell is very strange...Feng Qingcheng has never heard of it, never seen it, and only thinks it smells very good.

But what about the feeling of dizziness and the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body? !
Feng Qingcheng hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in her dantian to suppress the dizziness, but she was defeated.

Her last memory is looking at Wen Renyue's gorgeous face, evoking a cold and smug smile.

she!Unwilling!

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Demon Realm, the palace of the Demon King.

Xuan Se looked at the beauty on the crystal platform, and nodded with satisfaction.

He stole the beauty he longed for—his queen, Feng Qingcheng.

He took off her mask a long time ago, looking at her jade-like skin, he sighed even more in his heart.

He thought her face would be ruined...unexpectedly...

The fingertips jumped onto her cheek, and Xuanse only poked it lightly, the elasticity was simply not amazing.

He bent down, and covered his lips with a hint of coolness, and a scent of mint wrapped Feng Qingcheng.

The two were closely dependent on each other, and Feng Qingcheng's hair... unexpectedly grew out of her scalp one by one, changing from black to purple inch by inch.

Her body was surrounded by a powerful purple air current.

Xuan Se was still on her body, without any other movements.

The purple air flow became stronger and stronger, and Xuan Se finally stood up straight.

His gaze stayed on Feng Qingcheng's dark purple waist-length hair, and he finally nodded in satisfaction.

Look, how beautiful and charming his queen, his woman is now.

……

If we say that the black-haired Feng Qingcheng is cold and immortal.

Then, the purple-haired Feng Qingcheng is an elf, with her purple hair reflecting her fair skin, making her look extraordinarily enchanting.

Xuan Se was holding a book and sitting in front of the crystal bed, his brows were slightly frowned, frowning.

Feng Qingcheng's dantian has been abolished... how to restore it?
A trace of cruelty flashed across Xuanse's eyes amidst doubts.

That woman, if he hadn't been in a hurry to take Feng Qingcheng away, he would have wanted her to look good!
However, that palm was enough for her.

It's just that the aura on that woman - seems to come from the God Realm that he hates...

She is from the God Realm?

But why did she become the queen of Qianling Kingdom?
Xuan Se didn't know, and he didn't think much about it.

He stared blankly at Feng Qingcheng on the crystal bed——she was dressed in a translucent plain white gauze, which subtracted a lot of the enchanting aura brought by that purple hair.

For some reason, her facial features were much more delicate than the last time he saw her, with clear eyebrows and clear outlines.

Beauty, beauty has its own characteristics, and it will not be unrecognizable.

Beauty, beauty is very temperamental, not rustic.

Xuan Se bent down and ran his fingers across her face.

His eyes are deep and his smile is evil.

When will my Sleeping Beauty wake up...

(End of this chapter)