She thought about it.

wanted to confront him on the battlefield, the sword unsheathed ruined his extremely handsome face, ruined everything about him, she wanted to destroy his soul to the point that life was worse than death, there was no place to turn over. (Reluctantly.) )

But she couldn't.

If she really ruined him, she would have to go to great lengths to restore him to his original state.

So, why bother?

Lu Shuangyue refused to return to the palace with Feng Limo no matter what.

Yet she went back with him anyway.

Because, her calamity in this life is coming.

And Feng Limo is the emperor of this world, and she has to rely on his "Demon God's Soul" to escape the catastrophe for her.

Therefore, for the deer for two months, his own disaster and life are the most important.

But Lu Shuangyue is really, as bad as it is.

Even if she wants to go back, she has to abuse Fenglimo once before she goes back.

Thousands of troops, the two armies confronted each other.

At the center of the battlefield -

The light and shadow are scorching.

Lu Shuangyue wore a moon training armor that was unparalleled, and the girl held the "god whip" in her hand, condescending to look down at the young man who was prostrate on the ground and couldn't kneel.

The boy is her tyrant Feng Limo.

Lu Shuangyue's clearest and clearest eyebrows and eyes are ruthless at the moment.

The gods whipped again and again, and the young man was covered in scales.

As ruthless as you want.

Although he was already dying. But this has no effect on Lu Shuangyue, who is torturing him.

The clear and clear voice seemed to have fallen all the beautiful jade moonlight, Lu Shuangyue hooked his lips and laughed, extremely bad, and the whip tail was ruthlessly hooked on the young man's back, and it was a scarred again: "Feng Limo, you should die!" Why don't you die! You tyrant, dumb king, damned king of the dead country! How can you still have a face to live in this world! ”

And Feng Limo didn't say a word from beginning to end, and the young Zhilan Yushu's back was straight, and she was allowed to torture her as much as she wanted.

Even if you die of pain, you will never snort.

And a moment later, Lu Shuangyue stared, and the divine whip hooked on the waist of the wind level ink, and shook off the young man like a stumbling block.

She didn't even say a word to him until she threw him away.

[Like a waste, never resist.] I'm tired of it. Wind glaze ink. 】

Lu Shuangyue turned the horse's head and went straight back to the enemy's camp tent, and she didn't care about the usual chat.

[Well, she won't care if he lives or dies. 】

And the boy chased after her with bruises all over his body. Exactly, he was crawling towards Lu Shuangyue.

It was extremely difficult, and every time he moved, the ubiquitous scars reminded him that all his injuries were because of her.

"Mu Qingyue, will you go back with me?" Feng Limo couldn't cry behind her, her eyebrows and eyes stared at her stupidly, extremely humble and pleading.

However, Lu Shuangyue couldn't hear anything.

[She did it on purpose. 】

The young emperors looked at Feng Limo, who was kneeling on the ground for a long time, and looked condescendingly at Feng Limo, who was kneeling on the ground for her: "Your Majesty Limo, don't be delusional. How could she possibly go back with you? ”

And he stubbornly and desperately called her name: "Mu Qingyue, Mu Qingyue......"

I don't want to care about them. But don't be so cruel to me. 】

So, he did everything for her, and in the end, he got nothing, right?

Is it all empty?

Until he chased to the door of the enemy's camp, Lu Shuangyue looked back at the horses, but that glance was not for him.

The clear and clear eyes did not have any focus, and Lu Shuangyue was distracted again.

Well, she would rather be distracted, and not even look at Feng Limo.

Disdain for him to the extreme.