The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

The woman's Miaoman's figure is full, her delicate skin is snowy, she is proud and upright, and Lan Fuling is very confident in her figure with enough advantages.

Not to mention Ziyi, even a monk who is not close to a woman's color, when she sees her body like an iced jade bone, she can't help but commit a color ring.

Lan Fuling imagined it beautifully. When she faced the cold eyes of Ziyi, she felt awkward in her heart, and suddenly she was not so sure.

Lan Fuling tried to find a trace of her longing for love for men and women from the purple-eyed phoenix eyes. Even a trace, she would be ecstatic, and then threw herself up, lingering with him for bliss.

Unfortunately, no.

Ziyi looked at her with extremely cold eyes. Everything she did was in vain. She looked like a rotten piece of wood in his eyes. He couldn't catch his slightest **, which only made him disgusted.

"I'll say it one last time and get out." His voice was slow, and every word was cold to the freezing point.

Lan Fuling's pretty face gradually turned white, the air pressure in this room was low to zero, she felt so cold, her body was trembling, her slender lotus arm was also raised, and she wanted to wrap around her chest to warm her.

Suddenly.

She stopped her movements, flashing scared eyes, looking at Ziyi meditating suspiciously.

Although Ziyi's temperament is better than Feng Lingran, he is by no means a kind man who will tolerate slaves to do whatever he wants. His disgust and impatience are obvious in his eyes, and he has been warned her three times, but she hasn't done anything to her yet. Boom out, what does that mean?

Lan Fuling seemed to have discovered the secret of Ziyi, and her beautiful eyes gave off a strange and exciting luster.

Lan Fuling dared and walked slowly towards Ziyi. She walked slowly and carefully, her beautiful eyes kept staring at Ziyi's phoenix eyes, not letting off any subtle look on his face.

Zi Yi frowned, and her aversion to Lan Fuling had reached its extreme point. She wished she could be thrown out now, but he couldn't do it now. He couldn't even move it, nor could he be disturbed by others.

Otherwise, when the next Thunder Tribulation is approaching, he will not only be able to bear half of Feng Lingran’s Thunder Tribulation, but will also suffer serious backlash.

Feng Lingran will also be buried in this Nine Thunder Tribulation because of him.

While Ziyi hated Lan Fuling, Feng Yi flashed doubts again. He remembered that when he entered the room, he put down a barrier to prevent anyone from interfering.

Why can blue poria easily pass through the barrier?

Ziyi felt that with Lan Fuling, she didn't have such a skill. It was definitely someone who helped Lan Fuling in secret, so she could enter freely.

The purple-eyed phoenix's eyes sank, and he could quietly and quietly resolve the barrier he had set down under his eyelids. Apart from Feng Lingran, there was no second person who could do it.

Is it ...

Zi Yi's cold eyes shook slightly. He thought of the woman who had fled during the palace battle. Was she looking for a master?

Oops!

Start with him at this time, then his little boy...

At this time, a pair of flourishing jade hands covered Ziyi's shoulders, without giving Ziyi extra time to think, Lan Fuling Jiao Didi said: "Purple son, Poria has long loved you for a long time, and the heart of love is broken, you will complete Poria Right!"

Lan Fuling saw that Ziyi had not pushed her away, and she was very happy, and she was more sure of what she thought.

Great, this is a good opportunity given by God. She hooked on the purple clothes this time, and she will have endless glory and wealth in the future.

By then, she will step on the solemn servant Xiao Caiyu under her feet.

Lan Fuling was ecstatic, her beautiful eyes shining with water that she couldn't wait for, and she beckoned her red lips, her heart pounding to kiss the thin lips of Ziyi.

Ziyi's pupil shrank suddenly. How dare this cheap maid?

A black shadow hidden in the dark, seeing the scene in front of her, she suddenly squeezed her fingers hard.

Ziyi should break away from this cheap maid, why didn't he push it away?Would he rather be tainted by this cheap maid, or not give up his soul?

The moment Lan Fuling put her lips on, the Jiao Ying mentality in the dark burst completely.

Her figure was like a black phantom, instantly appeared behind Lan Fuling, grabbed Lan Fuling's fair shoulder, and slammed it back.

Lan Fuling's body fell suddenly and heavily on the ground. She screamed. The bones in her back hurt like a crack. There were several blood marks on her shoulders.