"Sample, fight me, hum..."

Kurobuchi successfully suppressed the restless corrosive power, and then suddenly remembered something, "Oops!" Then, Kurobuchi regained control of the Closed Moon Magic Mirror, muttering a prayer in his mouth, "I hope it is not exposed, otherwise I will do something bad with good intentions!"

After a cloud and rain, when the two of them were lying on the grass tiredly, Zhang Yiyang's suppressed desire in his heart was finally released, but the calmness after the release made him have to face the facts.

"Uncle, what have I done?"

The afterglow swept to the poignant face, and Zhang Yiyang saw that Xi Cai'er did not look at him, but looked up at the sky, but the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes made people feel distressed.

"I'm sorry!

He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak, "Do you want to tell her that you did something you shouldn't have done on the spur of the moment, and then say in a righteous and awe-inspiring way, I will be responsible for you? What is the point of saying this?" Zhang Yiyang knew that Xi Cai'er was in love with Feng Jun, but Feng Jun had already been killed by him, and now he couldn't give the other party a living Feng Jun, even if it was a corpse, it was probably eaten by a demonic beast!

Xi Cai'er didn't speak, just looked at the sky in a daze, letting the breeze blow her body, Zhang Yiyang got up and covered his own coat on the other party's body, at a loss.

The night gradually faded, and the other side of the mountain glowed with white light, Zhang Yiyang knew that the night had finally survived, and the silence of the woman almost made him dare not even breathe, and the guilt in his heart tortured him all night.

Xi Cai'er got up and took out a long dress from the ring, turned her back to the other party and slowly put on her clothes, not caring about her frosty back and buttocks in the eyes of men.

"It's dawn! Let's go back!"

Xi Cai'er's words did not have a trace of emotion, cold, such a state almost made Zhang Yiyang crazy, but he is Fengjun now, and the other party should also dislike Fengjun, so although he is guilty, he is a little lucky.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Yiyang got up and stretched out his hand, but the other party did not hesitate, directly grabbed his hand, and stood up.

Then he walked forward by himself, stunned for a few seconds, and Zhang Yiyang followed.

Actually, Xi Cai'er is also guilty in her heart now, but she doesn't know how to explain to Feng Jun, she found that she actually fell in love with the young man who was killed by Feng Jun, even last night, she also regarded Feng Jun as that young man, so that she passively endured it later.

When he returned to the Demon Raid Clan, it was already dawn, and Zhang Yiyang watched Raid Cai'er go back to her room, and then he also went back the same way and walked towards Xiyuan.

It's just that halfway through, I actually met the middle-aged man in a white shirt walking towards him, the middle-aged man was full of spring breeze, smiling at every person who passed by him, and the smile was even full of forehead lines.

"It's disgusting!" Zhang Yiyang tried not to let himself think about what happened to the middle-aged man and Liniang last night, and he didn't want to say anything to each other.

But unfortunately, when the middle-aged man saw Feng Jun, he took the initiative to greet him, "Morning! Young Master Feng!"

"Morning!" replied coldly, Zhang Yiyang wanted to leave, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man in white shirt, and then said: "I'm sorry I didn't make you last night!"

The middle-aged man knew that Feng Jun lived next door, but for such a thing, he didn't feel that there was anything to hide, after all, they were all men.

"Uh... Nope!"

Zhang Yiyang believes that at this moment, if it were not for the cover of this identity, then he would not hesitate to smash that old face.

"That's good!Haha, we'll see you later!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man tidied up the long shirt he was wearing, and then paced away.

Looking at the other party's back, Zhang Yiyang could only raise his middle finger, and then knock him down with a punch with his other hand, as if he could really achieve his wish.