Ding Xiong's body was obviously stiff, "Who?"

"Haha...what are you doing? Are you afraid of me?"

Amidst her giggle, Meiji wore a long red dress, which was as light as a fairy dance at midnight, and came in a graceful way.

"Mei Ji..."

Ding Xiong suddenly lifted the cloak of his cloak, revealing a slightly pale face, but there was an unblocked shock on his face.

"You're awake?"

He suddenly looked at Feng Qingcheng with an epiphany, and his pupils shrank: "It turns out that Feng Chongtian's Tianque was given to you..."

"What? Do you want it?"

With leisurely clothes, Mei Ji stood in a charming way, and her charming color overflowed, "I'm afraid you won't dare to take it..."

"What the words of Empress Meiji mean... seem to be trying to protect this little girl?"

"What do you think?" Meiji's eyes were full of charming smiles, but she was full of murderous intent: "Do you think I will let you do evil?"

"Empress Meiji, the matter of that year has been resolved, and we have reached an agreement. We will never mention the matter of that day, and we will never involve the relationship between us in the future..."

"Ding Xiong..." Meiji suddenly looked at him with amazement, and his eyes were full of contempt: "You really interpreted the shameless spirit of the priests... When you four priests besieged me, they even shamelessly used conspiracies and tricks, which almost made me lose my cultivation... Do you think that if it weren't for him dealing with me, calming my anger, causing me to give up my past grudges, and voluntarily fall into a deep sleep... Will I let you go easily and let you expand this world?"

The expression on Ding Xiong's face gradually became solemn, the robe on his body gradually rose, and a solemn aura gradually emerged: "Empress Meiji... Since you don't want to eat toast and are willing to take the punishment, then Ding Xiong I will fulfill you today. But I want to kindly advise you, some things... are not the same as back then..."

Meiji felt the murderous aura on his body and smiled coldly: "What do you mean is to tell me that your cultivation has improved again compared to ten thousand years ago?"

Looking at Ding Xiong's face, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

It is undeniable that his facial features are handsome and his face is white. He looks only about forty years old, and he is very young.

Feng Qingcheng was confused in his heart that he didn't know what his father looked like now. Thinking that he would start too long ago, he couldn't help but feel even more fascinated.

I don’t know if he is the same as this Ding Xiong Meiji, his charm is still as good as that of the time, or if he has become a gray-haired old man.

It was really difficult for her. At such a critical moment of life and death, and her life was at stake, she was thinking about whether her father was a handsome man.

However, from Meiji's eyes, it can be seen that her father must be Feng Liujia's son.

Feeling the murderous intent overflowing from Meiji and Ding Xiong, Feng Qingcheng began to retreat consciously.

Meiji's current Ding Xiong was self-evident, and her meaning was implying that she quickly retreated to the heart of the island.

But her body moved, and the men in black who surrounded her also moved. Judging from her appearance, it was obvious that they were narrowing the scope.

Suddenly...
Chapter completed!