Devil Emperor, your mad concubine is beating someone again

Chapter 63 Do you want to die?

A trace of doubt flashed in Yin Qingxian's eyes, "What's wrong?"

Ye Mosha snorted coldly, Mo Tong squinted at the teacup in his hand, "Feng Yihan, don't say much, I am grateful for your care of my concubine after a year, and today, I am bringing my concubine back to Qingyue country."

suddenly—

Feng Yihan looked at Ye Mosha with eyes full of coldness, and Ye Mosha's magic pupils stared at him, the two looked at each other, killing intent emerged, inner strength surged secretly, and the air pressure suddenly dropped.

Ye Mosha was still playing with the teacup in his hand, but cold sweat broke out on Feng Yihan's forehead.

Feeling the surge of internal force, Yin Qingxian narrowed her eyes dangerously, "What are you doing?"

Turning around, she grabbed Ye Mosha's collar violently, "Did I ask you to come here to fight?"

Ye Mosha's face suddenly darkened, his ghostly eyes cast a cold glance at Yin Qingxian, and suppressed the overwhelming anger in his eyes, this woman is fine, fine.

Suddenly, he withdrew his internal energy, and Feng Yihan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Little brother," Yin Qingxian went to help Feng Yihan up, "Are you alright?"

Her icy eyes swept towards Ye Mosha.

"No problem," Feng Yihan smiled.

Ye Mosha saw her going to help the wind and the cold, her ghostly prison-like atmosphere mixed with bloodthirsty eyes, and the air pressure in the room suddenly dropped to the lowest point.

"Xian'er," Feng Yihan clenched his fists, "What is your purpose for bringing the Night King here today?"

Embarrassment flashed across Yin Qingxian's eyes, she didn't know what to say, Feng Yihan saved her life after all, she promised to help him in the palace.

Ye Mosha glanced at Yin Qingxian's silence, and snorted coldly, "My concubine is going to accompany me back to Qingyue Kingdom today, Xian'er, thank you for your care over the past year."

A redness flashed in Feng Yihan's eyes, his fingertips trembled, "Is that so? Xian'er? You want to go back with him?"

"Well," Yin Qingxian paused, "I came today to say goodbye to you."

After all, her relatives are all in Qingyue Kingdom, so it's not an option for her to stay in Beichen Kingdom forever.

Feng Yihan looked at her serious eyes without moving, and paused, his eyes flashed with desolation, "Okay."

Yin Qingxian patted him on the shoulder, "Little brother, I know you miss me, don't worry, your elder brother Xian will come back to see you."

Ye Mosha's eyes were cold, staring fixedly at Yin Qingxian's hand on Feng Yihan's shoulder.

Suddenly, he went over and pulled Yin Qingxian into his arms, turned around, wrapped her left arm around her and walked out the door.

Ye Mosha's back was tall and tall, completely blocking Yin Qingxian.

Feng Yihan could only see Ye Mocha holding Yin Qingxian in his arms, Yin Qingxian did not resist at all, and the two walked out together.

Looking at this scene, he clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and his short nails gradually clamped into the flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

What Feng Yihan didn't see was that Yin Qingxian, who was held in Ye Mosha's arms, had a cold light in her eyes, and her silver needle appeared in her hand at some point, stabbing at Ye Mosha's arm. go.

Ye Mosha suddenly grabbed her hand with the silver needle, clasped her lips with his big palm, pinched her head tightly, and walked further and further away.

Feng Yihan looked at their fading backs, and there was a trace of hostility in his eyes that were supposed to be as warm as jade.

The father-in-law came up, "Your majesty, why don't you keep the empress?"

Feng Yihan clenched his fists under his sleeves, "She did it voluntarily, what can I do? She didn't resist even when Ye Mosha hugged her."

outside the palace.

The shadow guards beside the carriage couldn't help trembling when they saw Ye Mosha's hell-like chill and bloodthirsty eyes.

Ye Mosha pulled Yin Qingxian into the carriage, his eyes full of coldness swept towards the shadow guard outside, "Drive."

"Yes," the shadow guards clasped their fists to signal.

The carriage moved slowly.

Inside the car, Ye Mosha let go of Yin Qingxian who was restrained by him.

Yin Qingxian's eyes were full of killing intent and anger, and the pistol in his hand suddenly pointed at Ye Mosha's chest, "Do you want to die?"

　First update today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)