Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Finally, in the flower hall, only Yun Qianyu and Thrush Mei were left. Thrush looked at Yun Qianyu and blinked his eyes and said, "Miss, what shall we do."

Yun Qianyu raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "I am naturally responsible for contributing to the flames. How can this kind of thing be without my contribution? As for you, can you clean up the table?"

Yun Qianyu glanced at the table. On the table were the remnants of the dishes they had eaten before.

Thrush laughed immediately: "Okay, then I will clear the table."

When the thrush cleaned up the things on the table, and sent the dishes and other things to the large kitchen.

In the flower hall, only Yun Qianyu was left alone. Yun Qianyu closed his eyes and rested, but his mind was not idle, thinking about how to help him later.

When she was thinking about something, the air she was facing suddenly solidified, and it was clear that someone had come. Yun Qianyu opened her eyes sharply, and shouted coldly, "Who, come out, and sneakily?"

"Haha, is this doing something black again?"

As a lazy and charming sentence landed, a red figure fell onto the seat on the side of the flower hall.

Yun Qianyu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, with red-haired, black-haired and peach eyes, all in a natural charm.

The visitor turned out to be Demon Lord Feng Wuya from the Demon Shadow Palace.

"It turns out that Lord Demon came here. I don't know what advice Lord Demon Lord has come to my little Zizhuxuan."

Yun Qianyu spoke out of anger.

Feng Wuya chuckled lightly, and the peach blossom eyes were crooked, and the peach blossom eyes were shining, and the infinite amorous feelings emerged from the eyes. At first glance, it was a passionate seed that harmed women.

However, this person smiled and narrowed his smile. In the slightly drunken peach blossom eyes, there was a cold expression, staring at Yun Qianyu in a gloomy manner.

"My lord is here to settle accounts. You are so brave, you dare to poison my lord."

This woman is probably the only one who dared to poison him.

Yun Qianyu looked at him with a sneer, the scar on his smiley face was a bit hideous.

Recently, she used the props from Feng Ling Ring to stick the scars on her face, just in case Xiao Jiuyuan suddenly lifted her veil and found her face.

After she had solved the poison in Xiao Jiuyuan's body, then she would talk about it again, and even if he was annoyed, he would probably be able to expose it.

After all, he promised that she could make a condition.

While thinking, Yun Qianyu raised his eyes to look at Feng Wuya who was opposite, Feng Wuya was looking at her face speechlessly.

The expression in his eyes clearly knew that Yun Qianyu's face had recovered.

Yun Qianyu groaned in his heart with a little bell, how could he tell her brother this thing?

"Feng Wuya, if you do something like that, shouldn't I teach you a lesson?"

"Even if you are trying to test me for your own sister, it also makes me angry. Why can't I poison you? You should be thankful that I am only teaching you, not really poisoning you."

"Hehe, what an arrogant tone, you think you can really poison my lord."

Feng Wuya spoke arrogantly, as if he didn't believe what Yun Qianyu said.

Yun Qianyu sneered and said, "Feng Wuya, do you think you are a Zi Ling and there is no poison to harm you? What a joke."

"I don't know if I am a joke, but if you poison me, how can I just forget it."

When he spoke, his figure moved, and his figure drifted towards Yun Qianyu like a fiery cloud.

Yun Qianyu wanted to retreat as soon as he moved. He didn't want another black ghost-like figure to spin around. He raised his hand and patted Feng Wuya. Feng Wuya raised his hand, and the two touched one palm against each other. , Under the force of a palm, many things in Hua Ting were blown up and shattered to the ground.