Half-ranging, aggrieved voices rang out from his chest.

"Feng Liuyi, that girl said, you gave me to him."

Touching the palm of Zhao's back, he paused, and snorted coldly in a nasal voice.

Zhao raised his head from Dongfang Evil's arms and laughed.

"But I never believed his nonsense from beginning to end, it's your honor that I trust you so much, happy, excited, isn't it?"

This cheeky girl.

"Go or stay?" Dongfang Evil snorted coldly and snorted.

"Of course I have to go, Lord Hades came to rescue me in the middle of the night, how can I be ungrateful, and stay with a wolf heart and dog lungs." Zhao said with a smile.

As she spoke, her waist suddenly tightened, and Zhao was hugged into his arms, the shadow fell down, and his kiss fell overwhelmingly on her lips.

His kisses were so domineering and unbridled that they didn't match his cold appearance at all.

It's really a stuffy SAO guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Well, she admits that she likes his taste, loves his kisses, she is never pretentious, she likes it.

For a long time, it wasn't until she fell weakly into his arms that Dongfang Xie let go unsatisfied.

His deep eyes oozed a little softness, and he looked down at her and spoke in a low voice.

"Let's go?"

Zhao Li's face turned red and nodded, she hadn't gotten dizzy yet, this was the Longtan Tiger's Den, not a place to grind.

The rough big grasped her soft little hand, and Dongfang Xie pulled her to walk outside with a light step.

It was quiet outside, with the sound of slight footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.

As soon as they stepped out of the door, they both stopped at the same time.

Outside the gate, Feng Liuyi, who was wearing a snow-white robe, looked at their clasped hands with a sneering smile on his face.

Behind him, there stood a row of demon beasts, armed with weapons facing them.

Obviously, he was already here waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

Zhao looked at Feng Liuyi's equipment, and couldn't help but have a black line.

Damn, this kid is crazy, isn't he?

Don't want to die?

It's summer, right?

Wearing a fur coat, not afraid of being killed by heat?

Zhao let go of Dongfang Evil's wrist, squinted at him and raised his voice.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Zhao's title, he frowned slightly, but the next second he raised the corners of his evil eyes, looked at her, and spoke lightly.

"He can go, but you have to stay."

"I won't keep ......" Zhao didn't finish speaking, Dongfang Evil's palm rested on her shoulder.

A deep and mellow voice, revealing a firm majesty.

"This transaction is not the king's idea, your things, the king has not touched half of it."

After speaking, with a wave of his palm, a box pierced the night sky and flew straight towards Feng Liuyi's front door.

For his own sake, he doesn't even want such an important treasure?

Zhao looked at his resolute side face with some amusement.

Feng Liuyi stretched out his hand, took the box quickly, opened it, and sure enough, it was a blood spirit bead.

"I refuse to return the item." He smiled wickedly.

"I can't help you." Dongfang Evil coldly spit out four words, loud and loud, not angry but threatening.

can still be so arrogant and arrogant on other people's territory, and he really deserves to be the Lord of Hades, and Zhao Li feels more and more attractive about him.

"Since you have said so, it is not negotiable, and you are asking for more blessings." Feng Liuyi spread his hands, seemingly a little helpless.

As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Evil used a spell to deceive the eyes of Feng Liuyi and other demons.

Holding Zhao and rolling back into the door, he kicked the door with his long feet, and the rain-like spell attack landed on the door, making a piercing sound.

Damn lewd Yi, really attacking them, Zhao Liao cursed in his heart.

The lights around were instantly bright, there were no dead ends, and heavy footsteps sounded in the staggered and complicated corridors, which were the voices of the demon beast army, encircling them from all sides, and they couldn't hide if they wanted to.

Dongfang Xing's face was gloomy and cold, but he didn't see a trace of panic, as if he was taking her to a temple fair.

He took a peachwood sword from his body and handed it to her, then crouched down in front of her.

Zhao took a look, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and recognized that this was a peachwood sword specially used to deal with demon beasts, this is a good thing, he has only seen it in books before.

One blow is enough to smash the giant monster to pieces.

It seemed that he had come prepared, and she grabbed the peachwood sword and jumped on his back, her legs from back to front, wrapped tightly around his waist.

At this moment, they tacitly understood that they didn't need words at all, and the other party already understood every action.

It's clear that they've known each other for a short time, but it's like an innate tacit understanding.