"What do you know?" He couldn't hold back his anger after all.

Only Nalan Mufeng chuckled, "What do you know? I know a lot."

"For example, the demon with noble blood falls in love with the heretic sister with low bloodlines, and the taboo love is hidden under the seemingly calm appearance..."

Yi Feng was dissatisfied with the word "taboo" in Nalan Mufeng's mouth, and even more dissatisfied with his description of Yi Xiaorou, "Tao? What is taboo? Strictly speaking, I and her are half-children, so they can't be called taboo. Besides, even if they are taboo, it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Nalan Mufeng just smiled, "What kind of heretics do you love with low bloodlines are not in charge, but the most important thing is not to covet what I like! Whether she is a heretic with low bloodlines or a noble goddess."

"What do you want to say?" Yi Feng didn't understand what Nalan Mufeng meant.

"Oh, I don't mind telling you, haven't you noticed that Yi Xiaorou's body is strange? It often bursts out powerful energy that does not belong to her."

Yi Feng was just silent and did not respond.

"One body and two souls, do you really think there are strange souls in this world who are willing to share their bodies together, and they have lived together for so many years."

"You just say whatever you want to express!"

"After living together for so many years, the souls have already merged with each other. If two complete souls were surely impossible to achieve such a perfect fusion. They were two souls that were mutually defective and complementary. Yang lacked luck. Although they had the appearance of an emperor, they had no emperor's destiny. And Yi Xiaorou, although she had the fate of an emperor, she had no seven emotions and six desires."

"It is better to say that it is the seven emotions and six desires that have been sealed, it is Yang's awakening that has given her feelings."

"So what?" Yi Feng looked calm, without any surprise, but instead curled his lips slightly and smiled particularly ironically.

He didn't know what was going on, but after Nalan Mufeng said this, he thought he understood! No wonder, no matter how he sensed it, he couldn't sense Yi Xiaorou's breath.

"I should be waiting for Xiaorou to be swallowed by that strange thing and become another strange Yi Xiaorou?"

Nalan Mufeng just smiled, "That may not be the case. After all, Yi Xiaorou is so cute, right?"

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Roman dances, white smoke curling, there is a graceful woman, her figure is light and her expression is charming. The pink gauze wraps around the delicate skin, and the slowly twisting body is like a twisting snake. The thin pink gauze can't cover the roundness that is about to emerge from the chest. Almost everyone has a good figure. Coupled with a touching pipa song, it can become a battlefield of the century and a place where the tear is so popular.

Suddenly, the pink gauze tent was penetrated by the air, and a long sword penetrated through it, facing the handsome man in front of him.

The man narrowed his cold eyes, raised his sleeves and waved his sleeves, and the long sword wrapped in thick spiritual power instantly turned into powder.

This shock came too quickly, and when the demon slaves reacted, they knelt down on the ground.

"Don't let my king down!"

Don’t ask them why they don’t catch assassins. First of all, they must have someone who can challenge their king’s ability, otherwise they will be just ants - ants who are not capable enough to deal with them... So now, let the cold and angry Beast King of their own first to relieve their anger, otherwise it will not only be the attacker who will be miserable, but may also be in trouble!
Chapter completed!