Chapter 251: The Great Demon King's Wound That Cannot Heal

As soon as this thought came out, Mo Fuyi immediately understood that it was because in the eyes of this young man, she and Ye Hui were both dirty, filthy, and foul, and they were trash that could not be put on the stage! !

No!

No!

Mo Fuyi's self-esteem was severely hit and was ruthlessly crushed into the dust, but the person who did it didn't even look at her!

It was a great shame, she had never felt such a strong humiliation that made her soul tremble. Ω　hunt　文网ΩΩ

But she didn't dare to hate Di Shifang, and she couldn't afford to hate him, so she could only transfer everything to 6 Jiuque.

Who was she, 6 Jiuque? Why could she be so cared for and loved by such a god-like existence? Why did she!

Damn it, one day, she would drag 6 Jiuque into this most despicable and filthy place! Wait——

——

Di Shifang did not go to the auction, but returned to the temple.

He was afraid that he would not be able to help but kill the innocent boy when he saw him.

If he did it, then 6 Jiuque would definitely regard him as his lifelong enemy.

In fact, he had countless ways to make Ye Hui disappear without a sound.

But when he thought of the mocking look 6 Jiuque gave him, he strangled the idea.

Her expression at that time, her distant tone, were like two sharp knives stabbing into his chest, leaving two bloody marks on him.

Now when I think of it, the marks seem to bleed.

This feeling is so fucking uncomfortable.

At that moment, he even thought about strangling 6 Jiuque to death. After strangling him to death, he would not have to bear this inexplicable and sudden attack.

But he couldn't bear it, and couldn't bear to give up her smart eyes.

In the end, he could only be cruel to himself and be willing to give up himself.

Is he really fucking crazy?

6 Jiuque, 6 Jiuque,

What did you do to him? Why does his consciousness, his heart, and his body seem to be no longer under his control?

With a self-deprecating smile, Emperor Shifang lazily leaned on the throne, and the silver light spread from the tip little by little, and finally spread on the throne like silver frost.

The young man's face also returned to the cold and aloof appearance, and he was not affected by the world.

The flawless profile, the sword eyebrows were slightly drawn together, the lips were slightly pursed, and the eyes were silvery. When they squinted slightly, the eyes were cut into pieces by the feather eyelashes, and they were shimmering and misty.

"Tsk tsk, Emperor Shifang, your sad look is really heartbreaking. Anyone who sees it will not be able to help but come up to smooth the wrinkles between your eyebrows."

Luanfeng grinned and laughed carelessly, but his eyes were full of gossip.

He just didn't follow for a while, and Emperor Shifang came back as if he had eaten a ton of flies.

Could it be that he was disliked by the little girl?

Tsk tsk tsk!

This little girl is really amazing, it can be said that she played with Emperor Shifang's emotions in the palm of her hand.

Di Shifang glanced at him, his eyes full of murderous intent: "If you don't want to die, shut up."

She couldn't help but smooth out the wrinkles on his forehead? !

Ridiculous!

He was almost wrinkled, but the cruel girl didn't even give him a glance, and just dragged the boy away without even looking back!

When he thought of this, Di Shifang's heart ached again.

It was as if the wound that was stabbed had split open again, and blood seeped out bit by bit, trying to drain the warmth in his heart and let him die slowly!