Chapter 860 Master, Give Me a Hug? (34)

After saying those words, a burst of dazzling red light surrounded the girl and Shangshen.

When the light dissipated, they were no longer in place.

Han Xing's goal was also achieved, he ordered: "Everyone withdraw from the Demon Race."

The Mozu's surprise attack caught people off guard, and their escape speed was not that bad.

Not much was lost, and the people of the Demon Race withdrew in one go.

The disciples of the Qingyu School were stunned.

Is the Demon Lord Feng Qian?

Master has fallen into a demon?

ha?

…

Feng Qian directly brought Yun Zhuo back to the Demon Palace.

The girl hugged the waist of the man in white, with no expression on her face.

The red mark on the center of the eyebrows became even more coquettish after returning to the Demon Race.

Seeing someone approaching, the guards of the magic palace subconsciously picked up their weapons and stopped him.

However, when he saw Feng Qian's appearance and the mark between her eyebrows, the guard immediately knelt down.

"This subordinate welcomes Demon Venerable back to the palace."

The girl nodded slightly.

When stepping into the magic palace, Feng Qian felt that walking with Yun Zhuo's waist in his arms was troublesome and time-consuming, so he hugged Yun Zhuo directly by the waist.

Yun Zhuo's head was leaning against the wind, the corners of his lips were white, and the expression between his eyebrows and eyes was painful.

After taking a look, Feng Qian speeded up and found the original owner's bedroom. After closing the door with magic power, he walked towards the bed with the man in his arms.

Lifting the red veil, Feng Qian bent over and placed Yun Zhuo on the bed.

After putting the person down, Feng Qian didn't know what to do.

She remembered that there was a magic doctor with excellent medical skills in the magic palace, and Feng Qian planned to invite the magic doctor to show Shards first.

As soon as she got up, her wrist was grabbed.

The hand holding her was very cold, as if it was covered with frost.

Yun Zhuo's face was pale, his eyelids moved slightly, he opened them with effort, and glanced at the girl.

His pale lips moved, and he uttered a word softly: "Cold."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, raised his hand and reached out to test the temperature of Yun Zhuo's forehead.

Not hot, but like ice.

The forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat, Feng Qian bent over slightly, and wiped the sweat off the other's forehead with his sleeves.

Immediately afterwards, he was wrapped around the waist by the person on the bed.

The other party exerted a little force, and Feng Qian was caught off guard and fell on the other party.

The temperature on Shard's body was frighteningly low, even through a layer of clothing, Feng Qian couldn't help shivering.

frozen.

Yun Zhuo hugged the girl very tightly.

He pursed his lips, seemingly unconscious, just absorbing warmth instinctively.

Feng Qian blinked.

It seems that Fragment is not going to let her go.

She sighed secretly, used magic to take off her shoes, and prepared to lie down next to the debris.

However, Yun Zhuo tightened his grip a little, as if he was afraid that she would slip away.

Feng Qian had no choice but to coax patiently: "Master let go first, I won't leave, I will accompany Master."

As if hearing the girl's voice, Yun Zhuo's deeply furrowed brows slightly relaxed.

The strength in the hand is also loosened.

Feng Qian separated the two hands around her waist, put them aside, then lay down on Yun Zhuo's side, pulled over the neatly stacked quilt, unfolded it and covered it up.

After finishing this series of things, Feng Qian turned around and hugged Yun Zhuo into his arms.

The temperature in the girl's arms is like the sunshine in winter, which is extremely lustful.

Yun Zhuo curled up in Feng Qian's arms like a child.

He reached back and hugged the girl, locking her up almost like an octopus.

Although this posture is a bit uncomfortable, Feng Qian doesn't care so much.

She patted Yun Zhuo's back lightly, like putting a baby to sleep.

Tired of shooting, Feng Qian fell asleep unknowingly.

Feng Qian was a little thankful that she had the physique of a demon king, and it was okay to be frozen for a while, and she would not get sick and uncomfortable.