The next day, early in the morning.
Feng Wuxie opened his eyes.
What caught her sleeping eyes was a monster blood lotus soul mark first, and then the stunning face of Emperor Qianxie!
She slept in a daze, did not react, and subconsciously just passed away!
Of course, if it got stuck halfway, it was easily resolved by Emperor Qianxie.
"Woman, are you a pig? You slept so dead!" Di Qianxie's tone was full of disgust, with an iceberg-like face, but his eyes seemed a little...
"... Damn it, Emperor Qianxie! Why are you fucking with me?!" Feng Wuxie was mad, and this man couldn't escape! Don't even let her go when she sleeps
Didn't he say something happened last night, did he go out? How come back again!
"What do you mean?" Di Qianxie asked lazily, leaning on his side and holding his cheeks, his expression really a little confused.
Feng Wuxie glared at him, not angry: "I mean to scold you as an asshole!"
"I think you are looking for death!" Emperor Qianxie lowered his face, his expression was gloomy, and his evil spirit was compelling: "Believe it or not, I will let you know now, how asshole is the leader of Emperor Lingjiao?"
After speaking, he clasped her hand tightly, confined her whole body so that he couldn't move, and buried his head between her collarbone...
Lips covered—
The warm breath fell on her neck.
Feng Wuxie became anxious and couldn't hold back for a while, so he exploded in foul language:
"Di Qianxie, do you treat everything you say as farting?! You said you want to wait for me to like you!"
Feng Wuxie now feels that Emperor Qianxie is simply a devil!
Her current body is only thirteen years old!
Thirteen years old!
He just kept calling her "woman", and now he even wants to get such a small body
Emperor Qianxie stopped, his expression still cold, his eyes full of mockery:
"Scared? Ha. Don't worry, this leader has a cleanliness habit, and she never touches a woman who has a dirty thought in her heart."
"Then what are you doing now?" Feng Wuxie asked coldly.
Di Qianxie squinted at her: "Just because you hooked me."
Feng Wuxie was not angry: "... Are you blind? I'm sleeping!"
He took it for granted: "You fell asleep in front of me, you are hooking me!"
Feng Wuxie is speechless, obviously
He was the one who climbed up by himself while she was asleep!
brazen!
She took the opportunity to quickly slip away from her sex, wrapped her clothes, and then opened the door to the emperor Qianxie and said, "Get out."
Di Qianxie naturally ignored it, even sitting at the table, very arrogant, but gracefully poured himself a cup of tea.
Feng Wuxie was helpless:
"I'm going back to Feng's house today, what are you doing here again?"
"I will come back with you."
"No!" She refused.
"Can you stop me?" Di Qianxie sneered contemptuously.
"Di Qianxie, why on earth have you been pestering me?" Feng Wuxie was going crazy.
"I will bring you back to Emperor Lingjiao as a wife in the future, of course I have to stare at you."
"..."
In the end, after a few rounds, Feng Wuxie still lost to him.
Forget it, if he likes to follow, just follow, Feng Wuxie thinks, he will be an extra follower!
But all fools can see—
His enchanting face, the aura between his gestures, and the weird spiritism, he is simply a self-respecting evil lord, how could he be a follower
Before returning to Feng's house, Feng Wuxie deliberately made a fake face covered with scars and stuck it on his face.
She had a fight with the Murong brothers and sisters at the inn before, and many people saw her and were asking her identity!
She didn't want to expose herself too early, otherwise it wouldn't be fun!
Therefore, she continued to hold on to the ugly scar face before, so that she could act in a low-key manner!
During the whole process of putting her scars to disguise herself, Di Qianxie watched coldly from the side, and laughed a few times from time to time.
Feng Wuxie ignored him and worked on his own.
Everything was done properly, and Feng Wuxie was ready to set off.
however…
Feng Wuxie looked back, and the man following him...
The dazzling red robe...
The eye-catching red lotus soul seal...
The facial features of the godly handsome face...
Xin's long posture like Shura...
This…
It's too conspicuous! How can she keep a low profile with this person following her? !
Feng Wuxie turned back to the room helplessly, then sighed, and sat down with Di Qianxie.
"What are you thinking about? Hmm?" Di Qianxie only glanced at it and saw the smirk on Feng Wuxie's mouth!
Feng Wuxie took out the series of tools used to create the scar effect and said, "I have to make you ugly!"
"..." Di Qianxie frowned slightly, his eyes a little dangerous: "Do you want to put these ugly things on my face?"
Feng Wuxie nodded eagerly!
"Impossible!" He rebuffed.
Feng Wuxie wanted to try it more and more, and asked unwillingly: "What? You a big man, why do you care about your face so much?"
Di Qianxie glanced at the pile of things in disgust, and spit out a word lazily:
"dirty."
Dead clean addiction!
Feng Wuxie cursed secretly in his heart!
suddenly.
She took advantage of him not paying attention, found the right time, started swiftly, dipped in ink, and quickly wiped his face!
A black mark was printed on the left half of Di Qianxie's face!
"Hahahahaha!" Feng Wuxie couldn't help laughing frantically.
Di Qianxie showed that murderous look again—
How dare this dead woman be so presumptuous? !
Wipe this kind of dirty stuff on his face
Still smiling so happily!
At this moment, the door of the inn creaked and was pushed open.
Mo Rong walked in.
"Master, you..." Mo Rong looked at the ink stains on the half of Di Qianxie's face, and wondered: "Master, who did this on your face? Do you need me to kill him?!"
Mo Rong was not joking.
As usual, let alone a handful of ink stains...
Even if someone dares to touch their leader's face lightly, Emperor Qianxie will let him chop off that person's hand!
There is a daughter of an elder in the Diling Sect. She wanted to get close to the leader without knowing it, pretending to be pitiful at my sight, and fell into the arms of the leader—
As a result, the woman just touched the leader with her hand. The leader was furious and ordered someone to chop off her hands!
So Mo Rong felt that if he dared to apply ink on the face of the great Buddha like Emperor Qianxie, that person must be tired and crooked...
But what, eh
I saw Emperor Qianxie glanced at Feng Wuxie, and then almost a dead duck with a stiff mouth, and said to Mo Rong:
"This woman is painted by this master very much!"
(End of this chapter)