Hitomi

Sighing, Leng Lingxi directly pushed the hesitant Phoenix out and closed the door.

Leng Lingxi was the only one in the room, and he wanted to be quiet.

Outside the door, Fenghuang's body was completely drenched by the sea water, and his heart was even half cold. When he thought of not being able to walk into Leng Lingxi's heart, he wanted to find a piece of tofu to slap himself to death.

Back to the sleeping hall dedicated to the Demon Emperor, Leng Xiang looked at Zhuo Liang.

"The villain's style is not like yours, I should do it."

"How can it be said that he is a bad person? Lingxi's speed in finding a wife is too slow. This is God's help."

"There are already phoenixes and green foxes around Lingxi, and the young master of the undead race is here, and the rhythm of opening the harem is obvious."

"No problem. The king is the three thousand beauties in the harem, and Lingxi is the devil king. Only three have been accepted so far. It should be expanded. The other twelve young masters should also be taken in. This will make it easier to manage political disputes among the various clans." .”

"Political marriage, I'm afraid. Not every clan's young master is like the undead clan's young master, like that, little sheep."

Leng Xiang has already begun to anticipate Leng Lingxi's unusual pursuit of his wife.

"Hopefully there is nothing wrong with our approach."

"My plans are never wrong."

"Yes, your confidence is my favorite."

The chick nodded vigorously like pecking at rice, Leng Xiang embraced Zhuo Liang in his arms, perfectly matching the other party's words.

In the evening, in a blue bay.

Leng Lingxi hung from a high place overlooking the panorama of the undead below, holding a pack of psychedelic powder in his hand, with a slightly hesitant look in his eyes.

With a little tiptoe, he still came to the undead group. When passing by the shallow beach, he saw his appearance with different-colored eyes and different-colored double hair, which was too eye-catching, especially when he met Xu Yan twice and failed to impress the other party.

Snapping fingers with one hand, the pair of pink and red eye pupils were replaced with jet black pupils, the pink and red half hair color was replaced with black hair of the same color, Leng Lingxi shined on his satisfied point in the sea bowed his head.

The fingertips exuded wisps of magic energy, fabricating simulation dolls one by one, connecting their fingers with theirs with silver wires, endowing them with the power of the source of life.

"Tie Xu Yan here. Let's go."

"As ordered."

Leng Lingxi watched the dolls go away and smiled.He raised his hand and took out seven-color flowers from the ring in the space, and tried to plant flowers on the beach.In a moment, flowers of seven colors bloomed on the entire beach, Leng Lingxi looked at the sea of ​​flowers and smiled sweetly.

"The experiment was successful. The seven-color flowers are blooming in the magic palace, Zhuo Liang will be very happy."

Late at night in a room in a quiet courtyard, Xu Yan took off his socks and was about to go to bed.As a result, a group of people suddenly broke in. Before Xu Yan could utter a scream, someone neatly stuffed a rag into his mouth and took him away in a bundle.

Along the way, Xu Yan's pupils were always wide open, he had to remember the route clearly.

When approaching the shoreline, Xu Yan saw someone standing there, and immediately began to struggle to get his attention.

In the process of Leng Lingxi's five fingers gradually closing together, the connection strength endowed by the silver thread was withdrawn bit by bit.Facing the sea, he turned around gracefully, took out a bamboo flute from his arms, and recited a piece of music like hypnosis, and all those people fell to the ground.

Xu Yan watched the other party approaching step by step, untied the rope for himself, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Hero, great kindness and virtue, Xu Yan dare not forget. Dare to ask the name of the hero."