Fang Xiyan's pretty face became whiter and whiter. She was not very afraid of death, but she was afraid of being punished before death. The death methods provided by Feng Xiaoxun are all the cruelest, comparable to the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
—
Those ways of dying were chilling all over. Although Fang Xiyan was a senior exorcist, she was young and had not experienced any major storms. She was frightened by his fright and her whole body became stiff and her breathing became even worse.
My heart almost sank into the abyss, and despair drowns my heart like a wave—
Finally, I temporarily put the white tofu incident behind my mind...
She was seriously injured and just supported her with one breath. At this moment, she was scared by his successive times. She couldn't hold on to her breath anymore, and her eyes turned dark and she fainted again...
Oh no! It was too scared!
Feng Xiaoxun finally shut up and looked down at her.
Seeing her slightly closing her eyes, her pale little mouth tightly pursed, and a teardrop on her eyelashes seemed to fall but not fall...
He sighed softly, his heart softened, this girl was still so scared.
He likes torture people, so naturally there is a torture room, which has all kinds of torture instruments. As long as you can imagine, you can find it in his torture room...
I remember that he had personally fabricated a traitor in the torture room. She accidentally broke in and was stunned by the bloody scene. Her little face was pale than the tortured person--
The scary look made him unable to continue, so he simply executed the traitor with a quick palm, and then quickly picked her up and left the torture room to comfort her.
Perhaps the scene was too exciting. He comforted her for a long time and still couldn't stop her trembling. He even got a fever that night and said nonsense all night, which made him take care of her all night with confusion...
Since then, he strictly forbidden her to get closer to the torture chamber, and he has never tortured anyone in front of her-
Her kung fu is much higher than before, but her mind seems to have not changed much.
I am kind-hearted, easily soft-hearted, afraid of pain, afraid of suffering, but I also like to take risks and meddle in other people's business...
He held her with one hand and gently raised the other hand, brushed her slightly wet eyelashes with his fingers, felt the itchy touch, and sighed softly: "Fei'er, it should be you? Just--the previous life
You love me so much, but you were afraid of love and death, but you blocked the sword for me. At that time, there was only me in your eyes and heart. Why don’t you remember me at all in this life? You actually worry about an irrelevant man—
—”
The low sigh was soft and long, with a hint of vicissitudes and frustration.
Then the woman in her arms just lay softly in his arms, and her little hands still unconsciously grabbed his front, making him feel dazed for a moment.
Has his Fei'er returned to his arms?
A faint explosion came from behind. He looked back and saw that the original house had disappeared. Nine rays of light intertwined below, forming a lock to lock the turquoise light there. The turquoise light was
Even if you rush left and right, you can't break through the control of the lock...
Feng Xiaoxun showed a faint ridicule on the corner of his lips. Scorpion Jun was careless and underestimated the enemy. He didn't know that the disciples of the Zi Lian Sect might be vulnerable, but what they were best at was setting up formations. Once the formation was formed, ordinary demons would simply break through.
Don't go out!
Even he took a lot of effort to break the formation back then, let alone this Scorpion Lord?
The current demonic power of this poisonous scorpion is about one-third of that of that of his back then, and he doesn't know how to break the formation.