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Chapter 15 Distressed

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    Jing Zhe glanced in amazement at the smear of blood red in Leng Ye's gold-silk gilt cuff, and suddenly burst into panic in his heart.

    He stood there in a daze like a log, with his mouth slightly open, unable to speak a word for a long time.

    "What are you looking at?" Leng Ye's eyes froze, and he asked Jing Zhe displeasedly.

    "Nonothing."

    "If you dare to talk too much, you will bear the consequences."

    "Small ones dare not."

    Jing Zhe lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and responded repeatedly.

    The reason why he didn't dare to face up to Leng Ye was not because he was scared out of his wits.

    It's because Leng Ye blushed for the first time.

    That's right, Leng Ye, the rebellious and unrestrained Nine Nether Demon Lord, really blushed!

    At this moment, Jing Zhe not only didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, but wanted to laugh wildly.

    However, after thinking about it, he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

    "Don't dare to be the best."

    Leng Ye snorted coldly, perhaps feeling ashamed, her originally reddened cheeks suddenly turned red.

    In order to dissipate the inexplicable hot air rushing to his cheeks, he had no choice but to move quickly against the wind, letting the gust of wind in the void blow away the restless evil fire on his head.

    Of course, the heat is easy to subside, but the anger is not easy to disappear.

    "Damn woman!"

    The more Leng Ye thought about it, the more angry he became.

    You know, he has never been in such embarrassment.

    He originally planned to fix Xuan Fengqian severely, but the moment he stepped into the cell, his heart twitched violently.

    In the dilapidated prison cell, there is still an air of corruption after the love between men and women.

    Leng Ye stood with her hands behind her back, standing beside Xuan Fengqian, condescendingly looking down at her who was curled up on the haystack with her eyes closed.

    She looks very bad.

    In addition to the shocking whip wounds on his face, the wedding dress on his body was also damaged beyond recognition.

    What made him even more embarrassed was that there were large blood stains on the hem of her skirt.

    "In order to get close to this deity, you actually endured it to such an extent?" Leng Ye's deep eyes flashed a hint of puzzlement.

    "water"

    At this moment, Xuan Fengqian was sleeping soundly, unaware that Leng Ye was beside her, staring at her intently.

    "Forget about dying of thirst."

    Leng Ye said so, but still poured a cup of tea by himself, and quietly moved it to Xuanfengqian's mouth.

    "The taste is too bland, I want to drink honey water." Xuanfeng fell into a drowsy sleep, took the teacup and drank it.

    "Xuanfengqian, don't push yourself too hard."

    Leng Ye's face darkened, and there was a hint of gloom in his low-mellow voice.

    "Demon Demon Lord?"

    Xuan Fengqian realized it later, but seeing Leng Ye, who had a bad complexion, was staring at her fiercely, she even became extremely awkward to speak.

    "Didn't you just want to marry the deity? The deity came to see you kindly, what are you afraid of?"

    "Didn't the Mozun come to see my joke?" Xuan Fengqian quickly regained her composure, and she smiled self-deprecatingly, "As you wish, the current me has been completely destroyed."

    "All of this is your own fault."

    "Yes, it is indeed my own fault. In the beginning, I shouldn't have extravagant hopes for things that don't belong to me. Now it's fine, disfigured, innocent, and detained in this dark dungeon."

    Leng Ye quietly stared at Xuan Fengqian with a sad face and dull eyes, and suddenly felt that she couldn't understand her.

    Her behavior at this moment is indeed very similar to the state after being insulted.

    Just, what happened to the white saliva mark at the corner of her mouth?

    In any case, he would not believe that after being insulted, she could still fall asleep soundly, drooling.

    After pondering for a moment, he suddenly reached out and tore off her already broken wedding dress.

    Xuan Feng held his chest in a panic, and looked at Leng Ye with a cold face in astonishment, "I have been tortured by you into such a ghostly state, what else do you want? Killing me, what good will it do you?"

    "This deity is not interested in dying flowers and willows."

    Leng Ye grabbed her snow-white arm with one hand, and after confirming again and again that there was no mark of Shou Gongsha on her arm, Shi Shiran let go.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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