Chapter 292

Fantasy

Phoenix feather in the Mou once crossed one to put on surprise, how does he stand at the door? How long has he been standing here? Why didn't she find someone at the door?

Did he hear what she said to long Zixuan?

In the heart suddenly rises a silk worry, but very quickly, calms down again, hears how? It's good to hear that, so that he can die soon, isn't it?

She had told him personally that it was impossible to talk to him, but he didn't believe it. In that case, let the facts teach him a lesson.

His dark eyes were full of pain. It seemed that even the black rattan on his cheek exuded a sense of sadness.

He just looked at her, speechless and motionless.

There was a steady sound of footsteps behind her. Long Zixuan went to Fengyu, stretched out his arms, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms in front of the phantom.

Fengyu's body is a little stiff, but he doesn't refuse longzixuan's action, because only in this way can he realize that it's really impossible between them.

"Fantasy, Xiaoyu is the woman of this seat. You'd better give up your heart as soon as possible."

Dragon Zixuan raised his eyes, and his eyebrows were arrogant. He had a clean look. His red lips were open, and his voice was extremely arrogant.

Magic clenched his fist and looked at him reluctantly. The evil voice was tinged with a trace of anger. "Don't try to drive me away, long Zixuan. I believe you know better than anyone what the magic weapon means. Even if she chooses to be with you, I won't leave her."

"Even if you don't leave, it can't change anything," long Zixuan said confidently, raising his chin. "I don't believe that she will take a fancy to others if I am a woman of long Zixuan."

He is so determined, because he believes that in terms of Xiaoyu, he will be the best man, and he has the confidence to be the best man.

He doesn't believe that little feather will be blind. Let him be such a good man. Don't ask for other men.

"You are self-confident," the phantom gloomy voice laughed and sneered, "long Zixuan, you don't really like her, why do you want to occupy her? Come on, what's your purpose in getting close to her? You say it, as long as you let her go, I'll do it for you, OK? "

Because of this sentence, Feng Yu's heart trembled quickly, but soon calmed down. Long Zixuan just said that he liked her, and she wanted to believe him.

If they don't give him such a little trust, what reason do they have to go on?

"You're not here? How do you know that you don't really like feathers? "

Hearing these words, long Zixuan's face didn't fluctuate for a moment. He hooked his lips and said with a smile, "the purpose of approaching Xiaoyu is to marry her, to sleep with her, and to give birth to a lovely son. Unfortunately, you can't do it, and we don't need you to do it, because these three Xiaoyu will do better than you."

Feng Yu

She was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. This shameless man, thanks to his complacency, just wanted to marry her. What the hell do you want to sleep with her?

When she thought of this, she could not help thinking of the animal behavior he had done to her on her hairpin day. Her body seemed to recall the pain again. She could not help turning pale several times.

She swore that even if she was with him, she would never let him touch her and never let him do that to her again.

It seems that another day she will find a time to make this matter clear to him. If he agrees not to touch her, she will stay with him.

If he doesn't agree

Fengyu heart can't help a pain, uncomfortable as if almost unable to breathe, if he still want to touch her, she don't want to be with him.

On the cliff of broken soul, she was really impulsive to make the decision to be with him. At this time, she really regretted the picture when he raped her.

Women are fickle, and so is she.

It was not long ago that she decided to be together. She didn't expect that she would shrink back so soon. However, she couldn't imagine being treated like that again.

Last time she was raped by him, she really felt that she had been tortured to hell. After two lives, she didn't suffer so much.

They are different in race and gene. She was lucky last time. If she had another chance, she would die. It's not that she is afraid of death, but she doesn't want to die like that.

No one noticed Feng Yu's face.

After hearing long Zixuan's words, the magic fist just pinched. He couldn't help rushing up to fight with long Zixuan. He bit his teeth and said fiercely, "long Zixuan, you are shameless."

Long Zixuan eyebrows pick pick, said triumphantly, "as a man, this is the honor of this seat."

With these words, he took another mysterious look at the magic. A pair of evil eyes looked at a part of the magic, and moved away quickly, but the magic's face turned pale quickly.He swallowed all the words that reached his throat, like a defeated rooster.

Long Zixuan then took back his sight with satisfaction, lowered his head and whispered in Feng Yu's ear, "little feather, aren't you hungry? Let's go. "

Feng Yu nodded absently, and her body let long Zixuan go out with her. She didn't notice the sad mood of illusion.

After they left, Huan always looked at them with painful eyes. He pinched his fists tightly and suddenly lost control. With a low roar, he smashed his fist on the beam of the house.

A dark cloud floated out and stayed above him, as if with an echo. The dry and dumb voice sounded low and heavy, "illusory, the little Lord is our Lord. You'd better give up your heart to the little Lord as soon as possible, because you can't fight our Lord. It can be said that you are not his opponent."

Master's master is like a cloud. His cultivation is almost the same as him. Why should he fight with master? Fortunately, the Lord didn't have too much heart to kill. Otherwise, this God killing magic knife would have a hundred lives, which is not enough to make trouble.

Magic raised his head, glared at him, did not speak.

He knows that his ability is not as good as that of long Zixuan, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is a magic weapon. He is a magic weapon. Why is he a magic weapon?

On this point, he lost to long Zixuan forever.

Magic closed his eyes, and his face was miserable.

*

since he knew that Fengyu and longzixuan were together, Yunhong was smiling every day. Seeing Fengyu, he was no longer as weird as he was a few days ago, but finally returned to normal.

At the dinner table, he kept putting Fengyu's favorite dishes into her bowl. The smile on his face didn't disappear after it appeared.

Although Fengyu is very happy to eat, she is in pain. Yunhong on the left is constantly picking vegetables, and there is a dragon Zixuan on the right. What's the matter with them? Are you going to raise her as a pig?

With a sigh, the delivery of the meal slowed down.

"Zixuan boy, you see you have decided to be together. When will you come to propose marriage?"

In the gap between Fengyu and longzixuan, Yunhong turns his head and looks at longzixuan with a lovely smile on his face. He mentions the incident that almost triggered the war between Fengyu and longzixuan not long ago.

He looked worried, as if he was afraid that longzixuan would suddenly run away. He wanted to give the marriage down immediately. The emperor was not in a hurry to die as a eunuch. He almost saw Fengyu spit blood.

What is he in such a hurry to do? Even if long Zixuan proposed marriage, the object is her, not him, OK? He's more anxious than she is. Is that really good?

The chopsticks in long Zixuan's hand stop. He turns his head and looks at Fengyu without any trace. When he looks at Xiang Yunhong, his eyes are already stained with a smile.

"Grandfather, after dinner, I'll talk to you about it seriously."

Feng Yu's heart clattered for a while, what does this guy want to do? Does he want to tell Yunhong about her refusal to make a temporary engagement?

If this is the case, Fengyu can almost think that Yunhong should lose his temper with her again. Maybe he has to pull her ear and say that she doesn't know what's good and what's bad, and that she doesn't know what's good when she's in good fortune.

She pinched her eyebrows and looked at the rice in the bowl. Suddenly she lost her appetite.

Long Zixuan turned to look at her. There was a faint light in his eyes. He didn't speak either. He picked up the glass and drank it.

After hearing his words, Yunhong immediately nodded with a smile, "OK, let's eat quickly."

Fengyu looked at his appearance, only feel speechless, this old man, probably long Zixuan sold him, he will still be so happy.

I really don't know what kind of enchanting soup long Zixuan gave him, so he was fascinated.

At Yunhong's urging, the meal was finally finished. Several servant girls took away the leftovers and soon cleaned up Yunhong's room.

Fengyu tea in the hand, absent-minded occasionally drink a mouthful, a pair of eyes but constantly glance to the bedroom closed door.

The two of them have been in for a long time, and they don't know what they are talking about. They haven't finished so long. Is long Zixuan really suing her?

Fengyu some don't believe of shook his head, that man, how to see all don't seem to be the person who can complain, that he how to explain to the grandfather temporarily don't mention the affair?

Grandfather is so impatient for their engagement. If he suddenly hears that long Zixuan doesn't come to propose marriage for the time being, he will be very disappointed.

Feng Yu sighed, grandfather so like dragon Zixuan, hope that man can coax grandfather happy some, otherwise, her heart will rise guilt ah.

The door was suddenly pushed open. Hearing the movement, Fengyu immediately put down the tea cup in her hand and turned to look at it. Then she saw that the first one who came out was a dark purple suit, dragon Zixuan.

The corners of his lips were shallow, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Behind him, Yunhong, who was also in a good mood, came out together.