Hearing Feng Yunjing's words and meeting his predatory gaze, He Xi's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "Of course I will go over and kill you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she flew into the air, and the Lishui sword in her hand slashed across the sky, with the sword light whistling and flashing.
Feng Yunjing sneered and said leisurely: "Do you think you are still in the Cloud Mist Formation? For this little trick, I don't even need to use my magic weapon."
Seeing the sword lights flying towards him like rain, Feng Yunjing's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The sword light fell on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
He Xi instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and then she saw a hand suddenly reach out from the side and grab her long hair.
Feng Yunjing's voice, full of teasing and humiliation, rang in her ears, "Xiyue, can you tell me which man's hair is as smooth and soft as yours, and exudes a faint fragrance that makes me intoxicated just by smelling it."
He Xi spun around, decisively reached out to cut off his own hair, and retreated rapidly.
As she struggled, her long hair, which had been held up by the wooden crown, fell down and flew in the wind.
The long black hair set off the palm-sized jade-like face, which looked so delicate, so fragile, and yet so charming that people wanted to destroy it.
Feng Yunjing still held a piece of He Xi's broken hair in his hand. Looking at her long hair falling down, his eyes were full of amazement and desire.
He raised his hand, lowered his head slightly and sniffed the broken hair in his hand, his voice became slightly hoarse, "Xi Yue, I have never been obsessed with any other woman like I am with you."
"As long as you are willing to be mine, I will let you take the position of the young lady of the Feng family. One day in the future, you will be the mistress of the Feng family, with tremendous power."
He Xi sneered, his expression as cold as ice, "I'm so sorry, even if the position of the Young Madam of the Feng family is high, I'm afraid I can't sit there. Because facing a pervert like you every day, I feel extremely disgusted!"
Feng Yunjing's eyes were cold, and he sneered, "You are rejecting me now only because you still have the choice of Nangong Yu. Do you think Nangong Yu is better than me, and the Pluto Palace is more worthy of clinging to than our Feng family?"
"Haha, Xiyue, your vision is too narrow. One day, I will kill Nangong Yu and make the Pluto Palace become history. Then you will become mine, right? But by then, you can only be my forbidden delicacy and pet, not the high and mighty mistress of the Feng family. Don't you know what to choose?"
He Xi raised the Shuili Sword high up and said in a cold voice: "You think you can kill Nangong Yu? Haha, Feng Yunjing, you think too highly of yourself!"
Halfway through his words, the Shuili Sword suddenly drew a circle in the air.
The sword energy gradually condensed at the center of the circle, and then suddenly turned into a giant sword dragon that soared into the sky and slashed straight towards Feng Yunjing.
Feng Yunjing's face was gloomy, and a ball of light appeared in his hand, covering the giant dragon sword shadow rushing towards him.
He said coldly: "Xi Yue, don't show off your little tricks in front of me..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Yunjing's expression suddenly changed and his figure retreated like a phantom.
But it was still a step too late. His eyes seemed to turn into frost and he reached out his hand and slowly stroked his left cheek.
There, a long and narrow scar was clearly visible, and a dark purple aura was emitted around the scar.
He Xi stood there panting, holding an inconspicuous dagger in his hand. (To be continued)