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- Leng Ye originally thought that Xuan Fengqian had no place in his heart.
It wasn't until Xuanfengqian put a large pile of red thread on his ankle that he could not believe that she still cared about him a little.
"Jing Zhe, do the deity's shoes look good?"
Leng Ye lifted the hem of his clothes with his hand, Tete exposed the red line that appeared and disappeared on the black dragon pattern boots.
"ah?"
Jing Zhe felt like being struck by lightning, and couldn't recover for a long time.
He stared blankly at Leng Ye who started laughing to himself again, and followed his line of sight after a while.
"This red line"
Jing Zhe looked at a large pile of tangled red threads on his shoes, and made a gesture to knelt down to untie them one by one for him.
Seeing this, Leng Ye hurriedly took a step back, and shouted urgently, "Don't move!"
Jing Zhe hastily withdrew his hands, and asked in particular confusion: "Mozun, could it be that the red thread was wrapped around by Princess Xiantian?"
"En." Leng Ye responded with a little satisfaction, and the corners of his lips began to rise wildly again, "Jing Zhe, can you see that? She actually cares about her self very much, and the reason why she is so indifferent is just because she is shy. So, If she finds out that this deity has impregnated other women, she will definitely be jealous."
"What the Demon Lord said is absolutely true."
Jing Zhe thought to himself, Xuan Fengqian put red thread on Leng Ye's ankle, it was definitely not because he cared.
According to his expectation, with Xuanfengqian's temperament, nine out of ten he will lead the other end of the red thread into the hands of other women.
Taking a step back, he always felt that even if Leng Ye met other women in front of her, she might not be jealous.
"Jing Zhe, do you think she is also thinking about this deity at this moment? Just now, she said a lot of angry words to this deity, and now she should be regretting why she couldn't be more pleasant to this deity. For the guilt of the real deity, and cry for a while."
Leng Ye squatted down, caressing the red line on the shoes, her sharp eyes became gentle like water in an instant.
Jing Zhe watched the cold night sinking deeper and deeper, and no longer dared to pour cold water on him when he was jumping for joy, so he could only bite the bullet and agree: "What the demon king said is true, and Empress Xiantian must be thinking of you too."
The Dream Demon who had been waiting outside the cell for a long time saw Leng Ye caressing his shoes almost in a daze, strode forward, and asked in a deep voice: "Why did the Demon Lord announce his subordinates to come late at night?"
Hearing the sound, Leng Ye suppressed the smile on his face, and stood up unhurriedly, "Quickly restore everything that happened in the Jiuyou Demon Prison half a month ago. What have you done?"
The Dream Demon said with a bit of embarrassment: "Return to the Demon Lord. Xiantian Emperor Ji is a pure primordial body, and she is not here. It is really not easy to restore what happened half a month ago. Unless"
"Unless what?"
"Unless you get something close to Emperor Xiantian, you can try it." The dream demon stroked his inch-long beard and said seriously.
"Jingzhe, clear the place."
Leng Ye glanced lightly at the tens of expressionless jailers in front of him, and commanded Jing Zhe in a deep voice.
He took out a neatly folded Yuan handkerchief from his bosom after everyone dispersed.
The blood stains on the Yuan handkerchief had already dried up, showing a black and red color.
The Dream Demon glanced at the filthy Yuan handkerchief, and was about to reach out to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ye put the Yuan handkerchief into his arms like a baby, "Don't touch the handkerchief."
""
The Dream Demon was speechless, if it wasn't for Leng Ye's pressure, he wouldn't be willing to touch this dirty yuan handkerchief!
However, Leng Ye has the final say on Jiuyou.
Whatever Leng Ye said, he had no choice but to obey obediently.
After pondering for a while, the Dream Demon had no choice but to cast a spell from the air with a little difficulty, using the blood-stained Yuan handkerchief to restore what happened in the Jiuyou Demon Prison half a month ago.
Pushing aside the mist of the dream, Leng Ye stepped into the dark and damp cell together with the succubus.
In the prison cell, the group of lustful men were scrambling to rush towards Xuanfengqian.
Leng Ye was very anxious, and strode forward to protect her in his arms, but she was like a misty smoke, once touched, it dissipated into mist.
What made him even more unacceptable was that in the next instant, dozens of hands attacked her at the same time.
She frowned in disgust, and struggled to remove the hand that was about to reach under her skirt.
"Yo~ This little hoof is quite stubborn!"
"You're still wearing your wedding dress, so you must be impatient to have a bridal chamber with your brothers."
"Do you still need to ask? This prodigal hoof must be thinking too hard."
Leng Yeguang listened to their unbearable teasing, his black eyes were covered with blood.
He hated himself for not being able to rush into the dream and kill the group of drunken and lustful people for her.
He hated himself even more for torturing her so cruelly.
After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xuan Fengqian transformed the devil who tore off her wedding dress into her image.
Although Xuan Fengqian was not substantially harmed, at this moment, he could already feel her helplessness at that time.
He originally thought that he could completely make up for what he owed her by saving her several times.
Until now, he didn't understand how deeply she was hurt by him.
As she said, not all merits and demerits can be offset.
A slap in the face and a sweet date will not relieve the pain, and even the sweet date will become dull.
Just as he was leaning against the wall slumped, apologizing to her over and over again, the Dream Demon's eyes widened and he suddenly said, "Blood Demon!"
Hearing this, Leng Ye came back to his senses.
He stared at the woman in black who suddenly appeared outside the cell, trying his best to hear what she said, but because Yuan Pa was being padded under the demons who had turned into women, this made the dream There were terrified screams and heavy gasps everywhere.
In desperation, Leng Ye had no choice but to infer the conversation between the two of them based on Xuan Fengqian's mouth shape.
"The power of the gods can predict disasters?" Leng Ye frowned, and suddenly fell into deep thought.
The dream demon seemed particularly at a loss, and said cautiously, "The power of the gods is just a legend when the gods perish. Presumably the blood demon lied that he gave her the power of the gods just to control Empress Xiantian. As for It should be just a nonsense that the power of the gods can foresee disasters."
Leng Ye suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had an intuition.
Perhaps, Xuan Fengqian was misled by the ability of "foreseeing disasters" in his previous life, and this gradually created a rift with him, so that he dealt him the most fatal blow during the battle between immortals and demons.
Although, Leng Ye was extremely reluctant to recall the painful past mixed with blood and tears, but in order to search for more clues, he finally closed his eyes heavily, recalling every detail of his life before his rebirth .
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