"Yes, Lord Demon Lord is going to marry Xiang Youyi, the princess of the demon clan. Now a new house is being arranged outside."
The banshee was almost breathless because of her, and hurriedly replied: "Hey, you let go! It hurts so much!"
Feiyue turned around and walked out: "I want to see my charity!"
The two banshees smiled contemptuously and reached out to stop her: "Master Feiyue, you should stay here obediently. Lord Demon Lord has no time to pay attention to you now."
Fei Yue opened her eyes and sneered: "You can stop me even if you do?!"
Suddenly two green lights flew out of their sleeves, tying the necks of the two banshees!
The two banshees fell to the ground and twitched for two times.
Feiyue snatched out and rushed in one direction.
The hall was covered with red and green, and the words of joy were covered everywhere. The words of red and red made her heart feel ache. She deliberately ignored the sadness that surged in her heart, and grabbed a little demon and asked: "Devil."
Where is Lord Jun?"
"The Demon Lord and the Princess of the Demon Clan are both in the wedding room. The Demon Lord said that he would arrange it himself according to the princess's preferences..."
Fei Yue's head sounded loudly, and a feeling of coldness and boiling appeared in her chest again, as if something was about to hit it out!
She threw the little demon away and rushed towards the direction of the wedding room.
The wedding room is luxurious and grand, with silver bells hanging on the eaves, and the bells ring in the night wind.
Feiyue stood outside the wedding room blankly. This was once the wedding room prepared by Feng Xiaoxun for her. Although it was burned once, it was rebuilt in a few days, and it was more luxurious, more grand and more luxurious.
But it doesn't belong to her anymore...
Through the half-open crack, she saw the magnificent decoration inside, the agarwood burner, and the sandalwood fan. These are things she once liked, but now they no longer belong to her...
She saw Feng Xiaoxun leaning against the couch, red tents flying around him. He had taken off his outer shirt and only wore a middle shirt.
His arms were wrapped around a pretty woman, and his silver hair and the woman's red hair were tangled together like a mandarin duck's neck.
Compared to the red-haired woman's commitment, Feng Xiaoxun had a smile on his face, but the light in his eyes was a little chill.
The enchanting body of the red-haired woman almost wrapped around Feng Xiaoxun: "Good man, hurry up...ah, hurry up... When I go back, I persuade my father to send troops to help you. Our two tribes join forces, we will definitely... be able to defeat the emperor.
Release the sound..."
Fei Yue suddenly turned her head. It was not that she had never seen him intimate with other women, but she had never been as dazzling as she was now!
It seems like there is a dull knife cutting in my heart, and the pain spreads from the position of my heart to all parts of my body...
There is a sour smell in the dantian rolling like boiling water—
His arms were once her exclusive, and in her heart it was the safest and warmest place, but now he hugged another woman...
She staggered back, but stepped on a dead branch, making a slight sound.