"It seems that Leng Ye's hidden ailment is real!" Xuan Feng smiled, her mood suddenly brightening.
She thought to herself that Leng Ye's partially disabled body could not possibly cause her any real harm.
Jingzhe didn't hear what she said clearly, but seeing her beaming face, she smiled as well, "Immortal Princess Xiantian is so blessed."
"Indeed! I've actually encountered a top-tier demon lord, one in a million."
Xuan Fengqian emphasized the word "top-grade" heavily, and the thought of the tyrannical Leng Ye made her anger rise again.
Seeing Xuan Fengqian grinning excitedly, Jingzhe mistakenly thought she was eager to serve him in bed, so he hurriedly ordered his demon servant to speed up and send her to the Soul Devouring Palace as soon as possible.
Xuan Fengqian glanced at the dark palace not far away, and his heart suddenly raced.
Even now, she still couldn't understand why Leng Ye, who was suffering from a hidden illness, insisted on having her serve him in bed.
Generally speaking, people who are unwell will do their best to hide the truth, for fear of being found out by others.
Could it be that Leng Ye's skin is so thick that he is not afraid of rumors at all?
Or perhaps...
He was captivated by her beauty and regarded her as the most potent aphrodisiac in the world to awaken his long-dormant body.
...
Xuanfeng Qianguang felt disgusted just thinking about it.
She refused to serve him in bed.
no way!
After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Fengqian's vision went black, and he suddenly felt waves of black mist surging in from all directions.
Even more bizarrely, the chilling, seductive voice of Leng Ye echoed in her ears...
What's going on?
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously looked to the side, only to find that Jingzhe, who should have been guarding her side, had disappeared.
The next instant, she was once again pulled into the misty "dream" by a brute force.
However, this time the situation is much more critical than last time.
In the "dream," she was thrown onto the bed by Leng Ye, whose eyes were bloodshot, and the dark purple brocade robe that had been wrapped around her was nowhere to be found.
She looked at Leng Ye with fear and trembling, pleading, "Demon Lord, forced love is never sweet. If you are willing to spare my life, from now on I will chant sutras and pray for you day and night, how about it?"
"Reciting scriptures and praying for blessings?"
Leng Ye curled his lips into a wicked and inexplicable smile, "If you wish, you can also chant sutras and pray for me on the bed."
Xuan Fengqian's legs went weak with fright, and she said repeatedly, "Didn't you say you weren't interested in me?"
Leng Ye said, "You and Ning'er look somewhat alike."
"Demon Lord, are you sure you're not joking?"
Xuan Fengqian found it utterly absurd; she and Xuan Qianning were completely unlike each other.
Leng Ye nodded seriously and said firmly, "I never make pointless jokes."
Xuan Fengqian was furious. "If you like my sister so much, why don't you go find her? If my sister knew that you mistook me for her, would she feel at ease?"
"When did I ever consider you to be her? You're not even worth a toe of hers."
"Scumbag!"
Enraged, Xuan Fengqian vomited a mouthful of blood.
Leng Ye completely disregarded her feelings, focusing only on relieving his own desires, until he unexpectedly discovered a splash of bright red beneath her...
"Xuan Fengqian, how dare you!" He suddenly stood up and looked coldly at her, who was sobbing uncontrollably.
Xuan Fengqian stubbornly turned her head away, her voice particularly nasal, "What can I do? Tell me, what else can I do! Do I have a chance to resist?"
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