Chapter 109: He Hates Her to Death, But He Can't Let Her Die

Feng Jiuqing roared and cried out, twisting his body while trying to get out of his control, his voice hoarse: "I'm going to keep your uncle!" ”

"You taste you." Di Jiang's slender fingers were put to her mouth, forcing her to open her mouth, and her fingers took the opportunity to enter, looking at her and laughing: "If you dare to bite me, I will lock you up for the rest of your life." ”

Feng Jiuqing's eyes widened with hatred: "Di Jiang, I hate you." ”

"Hate it!" Di Jiang's hand stirred back and forth in her mouth, met her hateful eyes, leaned over again, sealed her lips, and forcibly gave her a pill-like thing.

Feng Jiuqing didn't know what he had eaten, and the thing slipped directly into his throat, cold and silky.

It's dark.

The last thought stays.

Dijiang, this pervert, how long has he been hiding that thing in his mouth.

"One day, you will understand my hard work." Di Jiang's hand gently caressed her cheek.

Outside.

The sun is about to set.

"Fish hunting." Di Jiang shouted.

"Wizard." The hunting fish guarding outside walked over respectfully, not daring to look up, and with a glance of his eyes, he vaguely saw the messy animal skins on the stone bed, and the woman lying in the arms of the wizard.

"Take me there." Di Jiang picked up Feng Jiuqing, wrapped the animal skin tightly, and smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, with a bit of contentment: "I will personally send her back." ”

"Yes, wizard." The eyes of the hunting fish, with awe, with fear, lead the way.

An island on the lake.

The two of them were already in a hurry, walking back and forth, looking at the sun and the other bank.

Suddenly.

A figure appeared on the other side.

The man, dressed in a white animal skin, walked in the muddy swamp without splashing a drop of muddy water.

Sunset.

I can clearly see the lady's face, which is as beautiful as a demon flower.

The man was tall.

It's a little higher than a game fish.

The strong hunting fish, by his side, the weak have no sense of existence.

It's as if the man was the king of the forest on high.

And the hunting fish is a beast that can be driven by man.

When the raft stopped, the man came down and came nearer.

A face came into view clearly, it seemed to have a layer of demonic mist, like seeing flowers in a dream, only feeling demonic, but he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

Even if he is not interested in men, he follows the west.

At a certain moment, his eyes widened in amazement and he held his breath.

The man seemed to be holding something in his arms.

When I got a little closer, I saw Feng Jiuqing's face, which was buried in the man's chest.

"Nine acres!" The river shouted, stood up and was about to rush over.

Several warriors from the hunting department grabbed stone spears and stopped them.

"What you want, you can take it now." Di Jiang lazily glanced at the two women opposite.

"What did you do with her?" The river eyes cracked, and a pair of eyes were full of angry bloodshots: "What did you do to her?" ”

"She'll wake up soon." Di Jiang cautiously handed over the woman in his arms: "Take good care of her." ”

"Nine acres." He hugged her nervously and looked up at the man in front of him: "What did you do, what did you really do?" ”

Di Jiang stopped talking, turned to leave, took two steps, and suddenly spoke: "Tell her that I am satisfied this time, let her get ready, and I will go to her." ”