Chapter 251: The Unhealed Wound of the Great Demon King

As soon as this idea came out, Mo Fuyi immediately understood that it was because in the eyes of this young man, he, like Ye Hui, was dirty, filthy, filthy, unworthy trash! !

Do not!

Do not!

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 even shook her soul.

But she didn't dare to hate Di Shifang, nor could she afford to, so she could only pass everything on to Lu Jiuque.

What kind of thing is she, Lu Jiuque? How can she be so cared for and cared for by such a god-like existence? Why is she!

Damn it, one day, she will drag Lu Jiuque into this most despicable and filthy place! just wait--

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

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

If he did something, then Lu Jiuque would definitely regard him as his lifelong enemy.

In fact, he has countless ways to make Ye Hui disappear quietly.

But when he remembered Lu Jiuque's mocking gaze when he looked at him, he strangled the idea.

Her expression at that time, her alienated tone, were like two sharp knives piercing his chest fiercely, leaving two bloody marks on him.

When I think about it now, the traces seem to bleed.

This feeling is really fucking uncomfortable.

At that moment, he even thought that he might as well strangle Lu Jiuque to death. After he was strangled, he would not suffer such an inexplicable and sudden attack.

But unfortunately, he couldn't bear this heart, and couldn't bear to part with her pair of smart eyes.

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

Is he fucking crazy?

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

Laughing at himself, Di Shifang lazily leaned on the throne, the silver light spread from the tip of his hair little by little, and finally spread on the throne like silver frost.

The young man's face also returned to that indifferent and indifferent appearance.

With a flawless side face, the sword eyebrows are lightly drawn, the lips are lightly pursed, and the eyes are silvery, and when they are lightly squinted, the light in the eyes is cut by the eyelashes, making them shimmering.

"Tsk tsk, Di Shifang, your sad look is really heartbreaking. Anyone who sees it will not be able to help smoothing the wrinkles between your brows."

Luanfeng grinned and said with a foolish smile, but his eyes were full of gossip flames.

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

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

Tut tut tut!

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

Di Shifang glanced at him with a murderous look in his eyes: "If you don't want to die, just shut up."

Can't help but come up to smooth the wrinkles between his brows? !

absurd!

He was almost wrinkled and wrinkled, that cruel girl just didn't even give him a corner of her eye, just dragging that kid like this, her head won't go away!

Thinking of this, Di Shifang's heart ached again.

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

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