In the middle of the night, a black shadow squirmed, as if perfectly blended with the night, through the layers of strict guards, into the inner court of the witch, he seemed to be looking for something, looking around in the palace of the witch.

After a while, a palace maid hurried by, and the man in black hid behind the pillar, and a hand grabbed her throat like an eagle pounced on her, and whispered, "Say!" In which dormitory is the Holy Lord of Witches and Witches? Otherwise, this king will kill you! ”

The palace maid was frightened, and her throat was choked with only one breath left, and death seemed to be not far away, so she pointed to the front and whined: "Xiwu Palace, the Holy Lord lives in Xiwu Palace!" ”

"Xiwu Palace!" The man in black smiled under his lips and said coldly: "What's the use of someone who betrays his master like this!" As he spoke, he twisted the palace maid's neck.

The handsome figure swept forward quickly, heading straight towards Xiwu Palace.

Strange, it is said that this Xiwu Palace is the dormitory of the Holy Lord of Gods and Witches, but there is no one except for the two palace maids guarding outside the door, I really don't know if she is too confident in her own skills or the Gods and Witches are heavily guarded.

The man in black unexpectedly clicked on the acupoints of the two of them, and quietly entered the Xiwu Palace.

What came into view was a white veil several meters wide and long, windless and automatic, the layout of the huge dormitory was quite simple, the rhombus window was ajar, and only a little moonlight slipped in, making the moon shadow looming.

The man in black walked lightly to the inner hall, and through the layers of white veil, he could vaguely see the familiar figure lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Dead woman—" The man in black flew and moved to the bed, and the woman who had been thinking about it day and night was in front of him at this moment.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently stroked Feng Lingyu's pale cheeks without a trace of blood, his eyes were full of affection, why don't you want to be the princess of this king, but you have to suffer this?

At this moment, Feng Lingyu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, restrained the hand of the man in black with one hand, and violently clamped the throat of the man in black with the other hand, and in the blink of an eye, he restrained the man in black and pressed him under him, and his voice was a little cold: "How can the Qilin King of the beast capital also do the thing of roosters and dogs, it really surprised the widow!" ”

The moonlight moved westward, shining on the two of them, and the face of the man in black gradually became clearer, his long golden hair was spread out, the seven-colored gems on his forehead were shining, and his domineering handsome face was like a sun god, who was it not Jun Lingyi, the king of the beast capital?

Instead of a trace of panic, he lay there enjoying it, ignoring Feng Lingyu's tightened hand at all, and just let her choke it, the bodies of the two were almost close together, and the breath between them was entangled with each other, and there was some strange ambiguity in an instant.

"It seems that you can't wait to be the princess of this king? That's just right, while the moon is full today, we might as well 、、、、" Jun Lingyi's mouth raised a wicked smile, and he glanced at Feng Lingyu who was only wearing an undershirt.

"Looking for death-" Feng Lingyu's face was slightly red, wrapped in a brocade quilt, and in a blink of an eye, after the screen, the black silk came out after putting on her clothes in an instant, and rolled straight to Jun Lingyi, who was still lying on the bed with a beaten face.

"Is this boudoir fun? Then the king will be with him to the end! He sniffed the unique fragrance of Feng Lingyu on the brocade quilt, the corners of his eyes were slightly dark, and he dodged, dodged the black silk, and came to Feng Lingyu's side in a flash.