Unexpectedly, so many people treated Feng Jiao as a rare treasure, and Jiang Nanlei's face was even more distorted.

"Ahh Do you think that with your protection, I won't be able to kill her? Don't forget, that little slut alone can deal with my poison. But she's still advancing. I'd like to see if she's too busy to take care of herself, and if I use poison here, who else will save you!" ”

"Since you yourself are bent on death, then I have no choice but to fulfill you and let you open the way on Huangquan Road, that Fengjiao slut!"

Jiang Nanlei's words were not finished, and her hand had not had time to hold the thunder, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She looked down and realized that her heart had turned into a big mouth gushing with blood bubbling outward, and her whole heart was gone!

"Bang!" A not-so-strong popping sound rang out from behind her.

As a monk with the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor, she could feel that her heart was bursting!

She looked up in surprise, only to be met with a face that looked like it had been hardened by frost and snow, and a pair of dark and purple eyes that were so deep that they were intimidating.

It's Ling Yuan!

Ling Yuan looked at Jiang Nanlei and narrowed his eyes coldly: "Benjun has lived for more than 10,000 years, and he likes such a girl." On weekdays, I hold her on the tip of my heart, and I'm afraid of falling. Who gave you the courage to target her again and again! ”

This time, if he allowed Jiang Nanlei to do anything wrong, he would not only be a husband in vain, but also sorry for the poor people in the spiritual realm who died because of Jiang Nanlei.

Looking at the man's eyes full of evil energy, Jiang Nanlei felt a tremor from the depths of her soul. The only Chinese network

Maybe it was the fear of impending death, or maybe it was because she really felt a deep fear of those daunting cold and murderous eyes, and she couldn't help but start to tremble.

For the first time, she realized that she had kept saying that she loved him, but she had never known this man.

Perhaps, more than loving him, what she loves is just the position of the emperor's wife.

Jiang Nanlei didn't understand it until she was dying. Why couldn't she, a person like her, who was born noble, stand in the position of the emperor's wife? Why did she lose to a mere little chef?

She was unwilling to fail like this, and just watched everything that should have belonged to her, status and rights, all owned by that little cook.

It's a pity that under the Emperor's powerful strength, which is enough to turn her hands into clouds and rain your hands, she can't do anything......

"Qian Mo and Chen Xuan, the two of you carried this femme fatale to a mass grave and buried it." Ling Yuan gave a faint command, and then shifted all his attention to Feng Jiao, who was advancing.

Just now, although he was in retreat, he still had a certain sense of danger from the outside world.

He knew that it was Feng Jiao who used her own strange fire to stop Jiang Nanlei's strange fire in time, and helped him stabilize the situation in the outside world when he was in retreat.

But he also knew that Jiang Nanlei's viciousness and madness, as well as the hatred for Feng Jiao in her heart.

Therefore, he had to end the retreat early by taking pills.