"I don't care about the demon king or the heart-linking spell, let me tell you! When I recover my spiritual power, I will shoot you on the beach and let you drink sea water for three days and three nights! You poke two holes in me, I will make you into a briquette! Either kill me now, or concentrate on being your villain! Don’t mess with me again! You! I can’t afford to mess with you!”
The scolding was so satisfying that Liang Yue actually forgot that she was still meat on someone else's chopping board.
But if she was really that cowardly, she wouldn't have caused so many troubles.
"What are you looking at! Either let me go! Or get out! There is no third option."
Feng Jian chuckled.
"I thought you were going to cry just now! I really didn't expect that Hua Niang could teach such a straightforward disciple."
Feng Yan let go of Liang Yue's chin, but pain came from his fingers. He lowered his head to look at Liang Yue.
"How dare you bite me!"
Liang Yue bit Feng Ming's index finger tightly, and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Hiss! My finger is bleeding, and so is yours, and it hurts even more! Little Demon Lord, you really don't take the Heart-Connecting Curse seriously."
Feng Yan did not withdraw his hand. He stared at Liang Yue with squinted eyes. This small injury was nothing to him.
He wanted to know how long she could be stubborn.
Why doesn’t Liang Yue know it hurts!
But she hates it so much! I hate that Feng Mian went all the way to lie to her, and regarded all her good intentions as nothing.
All ten fingers hurt as if they had been cut off. Liang Yue refused to let go. She just wanted to let Feng Mian know that he had no way to control her.
She won't let anyone push her around.
"Gu Xingchen, you are so cruel!"
Feng Yan took a breath, "If you don't let go, I will make your crazy father's head disappear!"
Liang Yue immediately closed her teeth.
"Ha! It seems that I have cast the Heart-Linking Curse on the wrong person. It turns out you care about the people around you."
Feng Yan gently wiped it with his left hand, and the two rows of small tooth marks on the fingers of his right hand disappeared, and the wounds healed without any scars.
"Your self-healing ability has now been transferred to me."
Feng Yan shook his hand proudly and showed off to Liang Yue: "It's really useful!"
Liang Yue licked the blood stains on her lower lip, still not to be outdone: "It smells so good!"
"Hmph," Feng Jin breathed out, "I don't have the same experience as a child like you. You don't have to be harsh, your hard life will be in the future."
Feng Yan put his arms around Liang Yue's shoulders and stood on the same side as Liang Yue. With a wave of his arm, the small island in Liang Yue's sea of consciousness was blown up.
"You!" Liang Yue really wanted to bite him again.
Feng Jian waved his hand again, and a brand-new palace appeared in front of Liang Yue.
The Jade Tower and the Golden Palace are magnificent, extravagant and resplendent. The floor is paved with purple crystal stones, and the masonry on the roof is made of golden glazed tiles. The tiles are coated with a layer of gold powder.
"Go in and have a look."
Liang Yue was pinched by Feng Jian on the shoulder. She couldn't move and was completely carried away by Feng Jian.
After climbing up dozens of steps, we finally arrived in front of the main hall. The words engraved on the jade plaque were crooked, but Liang Yue was deeply impressed by them.
"Demon King's Palace."
"Do you know him?" Feng Yan was overjoyed.
Liang Yue didn't want to talk to Feng Ming and turned her head away from looking at him.
Feng Yan seemed to be very happy, and pulled Liang Yue towards the palace.
The hall is even more luxurious, with so much gold that it hurts the eyes. This guy loves gold so much that even the palace lanterns and candlesticks are made of pure gold.
Feng Jian brought Liang Yue to the high platform. He sat comfortably on the golden throne, and pressed Liang Yue's shoulders to make her sit next to him.
"If you don't go back to the demon world to rebuild your demon king's palace, what's the use of creating a phantom in my sea of consciousness!"
Liang Yue didn't care about Guidian Lan Palace at all.
"Oh! I know, because you are very poor and have no money at all! You can only build a fake one to comfort yourself."
Liang Yue is deliberately cold and silent.
Feng Ming was not annoyed, he leaned his head over, and his cold breath fell on Liang Yue's ear.
"Is everything here familiar?" Feng Jian asked.
Liang Yue nodded.
Feng Jing was about to laugh, but heard Liang Yue say: "Not only are they familiar, I have also eaten the koi in the palace. It tastes good, especially the dilapidated scene."
"you this……"
Feng Ming gritted his teeth and moved his head away. He leaned in the other direction and leaned half of his body on the armchair of the Golden Throne.
“If you don’t say something that I like to hear, I will kill the entire people in Prince Rui’s Mansion instantly.
Liang Yue's mouth moved and she swallowed the more unpleasant words again.
"Feng Ming."
Liang Yue called out.
Feng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for Liang Yue's next words.
"How to break the Heart-Linking Curse?"
What? Is she stupid? Why should he tell her?
Feng Yan was so angry that he smiled back: "It's incomprehensible."
"oh."
Liang Yue nodded and smiled slightly.
"This place is quite beautiful. If a little girl who has never seen the world comes here for the first time, she will definitely be happily poking around here and there. She may even want to dig out a piece of jade and put it in her pocket to sell it, right?"
Feng Ming's heart suddenly tightened. He saw Liang Yuezai scanning the environment in the hall carefully, and he wanted to continue listening.
"It is true that the best materials are used. I have used the palace as a playground since I was a child. I thought that I have seen many of the best things in the world, but they are not even one ten thousandth as good as those in this palace. What's more, some things can't be found in the human world. . Many, many years ago, this place must have been very lively, right? When I closed my eyes, I seemed to be able to hear a lot of happy laughter."
Liang Yue turned to look at Feng Yan, "So? Why were you sealed? Why was the Demon King's Palace ruined? Why did everyone keep silent about you? What on earth did you do?"
Feng Jian was almost moved by Liang Yue, but then he realized that she had said so much just to set the stage and to trick her into talking.
"If you want to know the answer, go find it yourself."
Feng Yan tapped the tip of Liang Yue's nose with her long nails.
"Where can I find it?" Liang Yue can't go anywhere now.
"That's your business."
Liang Yue leaned forward to bite again, but Feng Yan quickly retracted his hand.
"Are you a dog?"
"Retaliation is my style."
Liang Yue bit into the air a few more times, still not relieved, but the wind-shrouded long hair that was wrapped around her suddenly tightened.
"Little Demon Lord, recognize the reality! It's impossible for you to stand up again!"
Feng Yan blew at Liang Yue who was focusing on his hair. Liang Yue only took one breath before losing consciousness and lying down softly.
Feng Yan untied his hair, lifted the little demon lord's head up slightly, and moved himself inside.
Finally, I could put away my nails and touch her glutinous rice dumpling-like face with only my fingertips.
"You said I lied to you, and you won't believe anything I say. Little Demon Lord, you can find the answer yourself."
He put his palm on Liang Yue's back, and his spiritual power was poured into Liang Yue's body like a trickle.
Liang Yue fell into a drowsy state again and couldn't even take the medicine from Hua Niang.
"My disciple's spiritual consciousness has been invaded."
This is the worst situation. The disciple can no longer control his body and is completely dominated by Feng Jian.
If she wants to regain her spiritual power, it will be difficult to reach heaven.
"What do you mean? Liang Yue will never wake up again?"
