Chapter 200 It doesn’t matter, I’m here
The pitiful look on the door whistle made Feng Ling's eyes flash with complex emotions.
"Your Highness...we may not be able to hide it."
The sound of the door whistle was soft, falling like a feather in Feng Ling's heart.
The lethality of that soft sound is astonishing.
"It doesn't matter, you have tried your best."
Feng Ling said softly.
They were so close that they could feel each other's breath. There was a hint of loneliness in those black eyes.
Fengling had decided on her feelings for Mendi long ago.
Looking at those blue eyes full of water, I swallowed many words in my stomach.
Black eyes and blue eyes faced each other, and Feng Ling could see the deep love in Mendi's eyes.
This love is like an endless ocean that silently embraces everything. To Fengling, those blue eyes seem to be telling endless words.
Looking at the fair and glowing cheeks, Feng Ling's breath became confused. There was a bit more confusion in the black eyes.
Then, the black eyes instantly turned into blue eyes. Her emotions were spiraling out of control.
She put her hands on his shoulders, and her cold voice was laced with a hint of madness, "It doesn't matter, just let nature take its course."
"Door whistle, raise your head and look at me."
Mendi suddenly raised his head, and the next moment a cold feeling bloomed on his lips, a soft feeling, and a faint floral fragrance lingering in his nose.
Feng Ling's height is already very tall for the human race, but she can only be considered tall for the demon race.
Her long black hair was scattered around her waist, letting the wind blow her hair. The jade-like hands were placed on his thin and wide back, and then they were wrapped together from behind, tightly surrounding the door whistle's back.
Black silk and white silk are entangled with each other, the white clothes are stained with black, and the emotion of being lost is in the two pairs of blue eyes.
Feng Ling's aura was so chaotic that she was losing her mind.
They hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's warm breath. Time seems to have stopped flowing here.
"Your Highness..."
Before the door whistle finished speaking, a strange yet familiar breath forcefully broke into his world.
The hot breath echoed between the lips, and the warm and soft feeling spread throughout the body, flowing between the limbs and bones.
Looking at the fair face, it looks a little less cold and a little more charming. Faint red marks bloomed on his cheeks, and his temperament became gentler.
At this moment, he exudes a faint fragrance, like a blooming rose waiting for people to pick it in its most beautiful posture, and like a snow lotus blooming in the snow-capped mountains, silently blooming with its own beauty.
The sound of each other's heartbeats was clearly transmitted to each other's ears.
Feng Ling let go of her hand, placed her left hand gently on the fair face, and began to explore his handsome and somewhat feminine face.
There was confusion in those blue eyes.
"Say my name."
Feng Ling put her right hand on his shoulder, and she could clearly feel his heartbeat.
Door whistle...
what do I do?
I like you a little more.
Whether it’s love or not, I don’t know...
But I was very happy when I saw you, as if my lonely heart had found a partner I could trust.
My heart beats so fast because of your presence.
I actually felt confused.
Door whistle...
Feng Ling held his hand tightly.
Their fingers were interlocked, and there was indescribable affection in their eyes.
……
Abao slowly walked out of Dayak City.
Abao didn't care about the disappearance of Feng Ling and the door flute.
Because he knew that these two people had something to say quietly.
Alas, there is no place for women to stay in college.
There was a touch of sadness in Abao's heart.
Abao suddenly found that no one in his family was worried.
To be precise, there are very few normal people.
Abao sighed. He is now waiting for Long Haochen to take the bait.
My family knows my family. Although he had never spent a day with Long Haochen, Abao could see that Long Haochen was a stubborn person.
To be precise, it's brain-dead.
These people are the easiest to deal with.
Just make them think they have the slightest chance and they'll take the initiative.
As for what Feng Ling said before, Abao didn't take it to heart at all.
It can be seen from Dream Paradise that Long Haochen is a person who does not listen to other people's advice.
He is a very independent and kind-hearted person.
To deal with Long Haochen, Abao took a long-term approach to catch the big fish.
After making an accurate judgment, Abao laid a dragnet against Long Haochen.
His strategy was not very clever, but it was very useful to Long Haochen. Even if Long Haochen wasn't fooled, he didn't believe that other members of the demon hunting group wouldn't be fooled.
As long as someone is fooled, Long Haochen will definitely take action. It was impossible for him to ignore death.
To be honest, all the kindness of their Demon God Emperor lineage was all reflected in Long Haochen.
If it were anyone else, Abao would definitely laugh. But if it were Long Haochen, Abao would be helpless.
He planned to take the initiative to lure Long Haochen to show up.
This obvious illusion is the easiest way to deceive Long Haochen.
Abao looked eastward, a look of surprise flashing through his black eyes.
Hey, what a pity, this is not Long Haochen's demon hunting group.
If it were Long Haochen, he could teach his disobedient nephew a lesson.
For the sake of being a family, Abao would not take Long Haochen's life, but would beat him up severely.
Abao has always been worried about Dream Paradise because this guy teamed up with outsiders to deal with his elders.
This is really outrageous.
"Although it is not Long Haochen's demon hunting group, judging from the specifications, it is a king-level demon hunting group."
"It would be good to kill this demon hunting group."
Abao smiled faintly.
"Do it."
Following Abao's order, the dragon team began to take action to eliminate demon hunters.
It was easy for nine of them to take on six.
"Snowstorm!"
The seventh-level ice group attack magic began to chant.
The magician of the King-level Demon Hunting Group No. 17 is an ice magician.
Ice and Snow Storm is a large-scale magic, and a seventh-level magician must have a minute of chanting time to activate it.
It is precisely because the chanting time is too long that the attack power of the magic is guaranteed.
Snowflakes as big as the palm of your hand fell from the sky, and the cold snowflakes accompanied by a sharp whistling sound headed towards the dragon group to slay the demon hunters.
Abao gently raised his hand, and the purple-black light ball instantly destroyed the snowflakes.
In less than a minute, their attacks were instantly ineffective.
This is the difference between the seventh level and the ninth level.
If Abao was at the eighth level, he would definitely not be able to interrupt the spellcasting of this seventh-level magician so easily.
But here comes the problem, Abao is a ninth level.
A seventh-level demon hunting group comes to fight against a ninth-level demon hunter. This is asking for death.
"How can the mere light of a firefly compete with the clear brilliance of the bright moon?"
An arrogant voice sounded in the ears of everyone in the King-level Demon Hunting Group No. 17.
A man with purple hair and purple eyes, a somewhat feminine face, a height of 1.9 meters and wearing a purple robe took action.
A purple ball of light appeared instantly, and a bright red moon appeared behind him.
Eighth-level moon demon.
To be precise, he is Yueyuan, the first successor to the Moon Demon God Agares.
He is the elder brother of Yuetong and the eldest pure-blooded son of Moon Demon God Agares.
Attached is a picture of helpless Abao. To be honest, this kind of Bao looks so good, I feel like rua.