"Is Leng Ye your husband?"
Xuan Fengqian looked speechlessly at the black crow with a male crow's voice in front of him, and muttered under his breath, "These days, even crows can go crazy?"
Too lazy to deal with Wuya, she swept him aside with a flick of her sleeve and hurried toward the exit of the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm.
Wuya followed her relentlessly, bristling and yelling, "You wicked woman, you're the crow, your whole family are crows! I am the number one divine bird of the Nine Netherworlds, don't compare me to ordinary crows and sparrows."
"Okay, I understand." Xuan Fengqian didn't want to cause any more trouble, so she replied casually.
To show off his superiority, Wuya stretched out his neck and arrogantly snorted, "You're smart to know what's good for you."
"Mad Bird..."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless; she felt that the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm had been controlled by lecherous scoundrels and madmen.
Aside from the Awakening of Insects, there are probably no normal people left.
She shook her head, ignoring Wuya, and focused all her attention on flying towards the black waterfall suspended in mid-air at the exit of the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm.
"Gah!"
Wuya saw through Xuanfengqian's intentions and held onto her skirt tightly, refusing to let her leave.
"Give in!"
"No way!"
Wuya bit her skirt and mumbled, "Tell me first how you got this snow-white skin, and then I'll consider whether to let you go."
"You want to become whiter?"
Xuan Fengqian's lips twitched wildly. She really hadn't expected that a grayish male crow would be so vain.
“My husband likes women who are fair-skinned. If I were even fairer, he might be willing to marry me.” When Leng Ye was mentioned, Wuya’s eyes lit up, and even his sharp voice softened considerably.
To escape as quickly as possible, Xuan Fengqian tossed the snow-white skin cream she carried with her into Wuya's arms, saying, "Take this! Apply it three times a day, and it will keep your skin as white as snow."
"really?"
Wuya was overjoyed and carefully hid the Snow Skin Cream under his wings.
May you have a long and happy marriage.
As Xuan Fengqian spoke, he leaped into the air and plunged into the pitch-black waterfall at the exit of the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm.
The thought of soon escaping Leng Ye's clutches filled her with excitement, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She had no time to worry about what would happen next.
However, even living a life of wandering and hardship is better than being humiliated and tormented by him.
"You dare to run away after injuring me?"
Just as she was about to escape, Leng Ye's seductive voice rang in her ears once more.
The next instant, Leng Ye suddenly threw the soaking wet Xuan Fengqian out of the Black Waterfall.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at her. "Xuan Fengqian, who gave you the audacity to commit such a heinous act in the Nine Netherworld?"
"They intended to humiliate me; everything I did was to protect myself."
"Haven't you already been humiliated? You're nothing but a rotten body anyway."
Xuan Fengqian trembled with rage, coldly accusing him of his brutality, "What do you mean 'rotten to the core'? It's clearly your heart that's rotten to the core! Put yourself in my shoes and think about it. If you were me, what would you do? To put it another way, aren't you afraid that the retribution for humiliating me like this will fall on your daughter in the future?"
Leng Ye frowned slightly, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He thought about it carefully.
If he were her, after suffering inhuman torture, she would surely hate him to the core.
If his daughter were to be violated, he would certainly spare no expense to bring the perpetrators to justice.
At this moment, Leng Ye seemed to understand Xuan Fengqian's meaning and realized that his actions were enough to ruin her.
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