In order to achieve his goal, Yan Xiaopeng didn't want to give up, and he was still trying to persuade the red-haired ghost king to hand over Zhang Yunyan to his disposal, and he must torture the enemy to death, and satisfy the desire of that filthy heart.

Under Yan Xiaopeng's persuasion again and again, the anger in the red-haired ghost king's heart eased somewhat.

He let out a vicious breath, looked at the little lady curled up beside him, and grinned. He didn't want to worry about Zhang Yunyan anymore, he wanted to seek pleasure to comfort his troubled mood, and he wanted to suck blood and eat meat to nourish his body.

In the room, it was eerie, hellish, and terrifying.

Zhang Yunyan knew that she would not escape death, and she was filled with grief and indignation. Her wish for revenge was unsuccessful, and she had no chance to slaughter the living Yama King and Feng Jiabao anymore, and she couldn't find Brother Yuntian and Sister Yunxia, and she was already desperate.

Yan Xiaopeng was finally satisfied, revealing a cruel smile and a desire to move. He looked at the bound Zhang Yunyan and vented his hatred.

He seemed to see the painful appearance of the enemy being slaughtered one by one, and when he heard the miserable cries, his heart was happy, and he couldn't help laughing.

That filthy heart was about to move, and there was no chance for the beauty in front of him to soothe him, so he could only wait.

He had a fantasy in the face of Zhang Yunyan, as if he had hugged the beautiful woman like a flower and jade, not only enjoying happiness, but also giving the enemy an extremely painful blow. He seemed to see the enemy weeping and screaming, and he was in pain, and his sinful heart was very happy and relieved.

However, after the hallucination disappeared, he was still faced with hateful gaze, and he couldn't help but fight a cold war.

The red-haired ghost king was about to have fun, his eyes were fixed on the little lady Yunxia, and his hideous face was instantly full of lewdness, looking at the beauty motionlessly.

The little lady Yunxia was extremely handsome, and there was a charming aura all over her body, and she curled up under the stairs and couldn't move.

When the devil saw that the beautiful lady had been sent to him, he was very excited, and he didn't have to look for it anymore. He was tempted by the little lady to rise in desire, salivating, how comfortable it should be to hold such a beautiful person in his arms.

He looked at Yunxia greedily, as if he had embraced this charming beauty and was having fun at will.

The little lady glanced at the terrible devil, her body tightened, and she trembled involuntarily.

The beautiful Yunxia didn't dare to look at those fierce eyes anymore, knowing what the squinting eyes that came out of the fierce light meant. She was very scared and helpless, knowing that the consequences were terrible and could not be avoided.

The little lady knew that although her husband Yan Xiaopeng was by her side and she was still good friends with the red-haired ghost king, in the face of the dissolute devil, her husband couldn't stop the red-haired ghost king's evil deeds and had no ability to protect herself.

She didn't dare to look at the red-haired ghost king, knowing that the devil was staring at her, she was about to make a move. This guy does whatever he wants, runs rampant, even in front of his husband, he has no taboos, and he will still bully himself.

The red-haired ghost king is extremely cruel, no one can dissuade her, she will be bullied by the devil, and the consequences are unimaginable.

The little lady's anxiety and fear are real and heartfelt. The devil is the devil, there is no concept of friendship, in the face of anyone, you have to meet your own needs, do whatever you want, and do not think about others.

Yunxia was very frightened, but also deeply felt, this is not a sense of distress, this kind of thing has happened a long time ago, and it will be difficult to escape the hands of the devil tonight.

The little lady regretted it very much, why did she have to come downstairs, let the devil be so infatuated, didn't she fall into the net.

She really wanted to go back upstairs to hide, but her legs and feet were no longer dominant, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up, so she could not move, so she could only wait for the devil to pounce.

Taking a step back, even if she can run back to the second floor, it is not a safe haven, and she still can't escape the hands of the red-haired ghost king, and terrible things will happen.

The little lady was very frightened and desperate, praying that the red-haired ghost king would let her go, and if she couldn't avoid the terrible thing, she could only endure it, but begged not to hurt her life.

Yan Xiaopeng was excited to capture the enemy, and he was also dreaming of longing, not knowing when he would be able to appease his unbearable desire.

He inadvertently glanced at the red-haired ghost king, and saw that there was something wrong with those red shining eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He hurriedly followed his squinting gaze, and his body shook immediately, and he was taken aback, only to find that the little lady had been targeted by the red-haired ghost king, and his beloved was curled up under the stairs.

The living Hades looked at the little lady who was trembling all over, and then at the devil's eyes full of desire, and gasped in fright, and his fat body trembled.

He panicked, knowing that this devil friend had bad intentions and was about to attack the little lady.

At this moment, Yan Xiaopeng had no trace of joy, his heart was full of bitterness and sourness, and he had already spoken of suffering. He knew that in the devil's place, there was no sense that friends and wives could not be bullied, and they would do anything to pursue their own happiness.

He also knew that he was good friends with the devils, but in fact, this title was nominal and illusory, and in essence, he was a slave driven by the Nine Shadows Holy Monarch and a group of devils. There was no way for him to dissuade the red-haired ghost king from acting arbitrarily, otherwise he would be reprimanded in anger, and terrible things would still happen.

Yan Xiaopeng was in pain and fear, but he didn't think about what he had done. In his life, he is exactly the same as the red-haired ghost king, and the women who were raped by him are not so painful and afraid, doesn't he also turn a blind eye and listen to it, in order to pursue his own happiness, doesn't he care about the life and death of others.

He would not have thought that in the eyes of the deceived person, he was a devil who harmed others.

Yan Xiaopeng never expected that he had become the target of bullying at this moment, and he could no longer stop the atrocities of the red-haired ghost king, and he also tasted pain and fear.

Although he was the master of the Yan Mansion, he was still in his own home, and he had no ability to make his own decisions, so he could only try to divert the attention of the red-haired ghost king and stop pestering the little lady anymore.

It's really sad that he, the living king of Hades, can't control the little ghost in front of him.

Yan Xiaopeng looked nervous and panicked, and hurriedly asked, "Red-haired Ghost King, where do you live, are you far away from here?"

In fact, the Living Yama doesn't care if the devils have a place to live, and just wants to pull the ill-intentioned gaze on himself.

The red-haired ghost king sighed and replied, "Since the destruction of the cave mansion, we have found a place to live in the mountains for the time being. It's a long way from here, and it's not easy to get there. ”

While speaking, the red-haired ghost king's squinting eyes did not leave the little lady, and he was still admiring his handsome face and charming body, thinking in his heart.

His filthy heart is about to move, and perhaps like Yan Xiaopeng, he is in a reverie in the face of the charming beautiful girl.

Helpless, Yan Xiaopeng is really helpless, there is no way to compare with the beautiful Yunxia. He was all over his body, inside and out, there was nothing eye-catching, and his ugly face was even more disgusting, and the red-haired ghost king naturally disdained it.

Yan Xiaopeng was flustered, and he felt even more sad, all his life was when others begged him for mercy, and he was faced with flattering and frightened eyes.

He is the master, he can do whatever he wants, and others can only endure it. All along, he has always been a strong man's posture, exerting lewd power on others, and feeling the arrogance and happiness of the high.

Now, the Living Hades' situation has unexpectedly reversed, and he is about to wag his tail and beg for mercy from his devil friends. He tasted the pain of helplessness and hopelessness, and realized what anxiety and fear were like.

What's even more tragic is that others can still beg him, and even resist angrily, but he doesn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction at this time, and he has to squeeze out a smiling face.

At this moment, Yan Xiaopeng has changed from a master to a minion, and his personal feelings are diametrically opposite, knowing what the master wants to do, it is useless to persuade and stop it, and it will make the master angry, and the result will be counterproductive, and it will be even more terrifying.

He was in pain and had to swallow his anger in the face of the devil. He was very frightened, and at this moment he did not dare to have offensive words, let alone disrespectful behavior, and had to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

Yan Xiaopeng claimed to be the living king of Hades, but he couldn't control the little ghost in front of him, not only did he not dare to forcibly drive him away, but he also waged his tail and begged for mercy, and guided him tactfully, it was really this time and that time.

He didn't give up, he was still thinking eagerly, it would matter if he changed to another lady, the little lady was a beloved baby, and he must find ways to protect it from happening again.

Yan Xiaopeng is very familiar with these devils, and he thinks they are good friends, but in fact, he is not as good as those friends who have money, wine and meat. He knew very well that these devil friends could only ask for the Yan family, not pay. On the contrary, the Yan family only offered to the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch and the demons, and could not ask for it.

This kind of dedication is sometimes passive, forced, and unavoidable, and it is not something that you can call the shots. Despite this, he still has to force a smile and accept the pain.

At this moment, the Living Yama King is about to dedicate himself to the little ghost again, and he is still very heartbroken, deeply frightened, and very helpless. He had no power to stop it, nor did he have the guts, so he could only give it with great reluctance, and had to give it in order to satisfy the devil's preferences.

Yan Xiaopeng saw that the red-haired ghost king hadn't made a move yet, and he didn't want to give up, so he still had to fight for it, hoping to keep the little lady.

He hurriedly said, "Red-haired Ghost King, since the cave is far away from here, it's better to go back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome at dawn." ”

"No hurry, no hurry, it's not long after nightfall, and it's still early in the morning. ”

The red-haired ghost king knows in his heart, and he is not in a hurry, his hungry stomach and thirsty stomach, and his desire are not satisfied, how can he stop. He still didn't look at the living Hades, his infatuated eyes were fixed on the little lady, eager to try.

Yan Xiaopeng frowned, bitter in his heart, shook his head, and sighed, it's over, this hateful devil is determined to possess the little lady, what can I do, it's really terrible!

The red-haired ghost king just wants to satisfy the desires in his heart, and he has no scruples about Yan Xiaopeng beside him, and he is no one around.