Chapter 1917 White Fox (52)
The beautiful snow-white fox beauty blinked her peach blossom eyes and looked at him quietly.
He grabbed her hand and exerted a little force.
Then, she was pulled into his arms.
His waist was hooped, still with familiar force.
The gloomy and cold aura on her body enveloped her.
The white petal-like skirt touched his dark red icy long robe.
Even through the thin cloth, you can feel the temperature of his body.
Cold, low temperature, not a hint of warmth.
The pretty fox shook its white fluffy ears and looked up at him.
The clear and bright beautiful eyes are exposed on the veil.
The eyelashes trembled, and the charming peach blossom eyes rose slightly.
It is a beautiful and gentle arc, charming and moving, but also revealing a fresh purity.
Pure to the extreme, that is gorgeous.
Yan Yu put his arms around her waist and pressed her into his arms.
The furry fox ears rubbed against his neck, and he rubbed it gently.
The beautiful fox in her arms trembled physiologically.
I don't know if it's cold or stimulated by his ear pinching.
Being held in her arms, she subconsciously wanted to move.
But a certain domineering poisonous snake, even in human form, is still domineering.
Hold her down domineeringly, preventing her from moving.
As if he regarded her as his own.
The cool eyes fell on the three big protectors above, the vertical pupils were faint green, extremely cool.
There is no temperature.
The three guardians stood up together.
Soon, they came to Yan Yu, knelt down, and saluted with fists clasped.
"grown ups."
"Welcome back, sir."
"..." The beautiful fox who was held in the man's arms perked up her ears.
Adjusted his posture, quietly, wanting to look at them.
As a result, a certain domineering poisonous snake raised its hand.
Gently, Yingying was embraced, and then her eyes were covered.
Extremely overbearing, it seems that she doesn't want her to look at other demons at all.
Even if it's just a glance.
A hugged fox: "..."
I only heard that weird, cold tone, falling in its ears, very cool.
It seems that the ligatures have biting ice.
"Recently, has something major happened?"
Zuo Huang lowered his head, and quickly replied: "My lord, everything in the demon world has been as usual recently, and there is no major event."
The pale and coquettish man, hugging the fox in his arms, gave a weird laugh.
Can't hear happiness or anger, only feel cold.
Endless coldness.
Like a huge python, dragging people into a dark and terrifying abyss.
It makes people feel tight.
"Yeah?"
He said lightly.
Holding the fox, he kept rubbing its fluffy little head.
Like a pervert.
"That's fine, now we have something to do."
As soon as the words fell, the three guardians glanced at each other.
Stand ready.
dare not relax.
"My lord please give me instructions."
Master Yan Yu, who is powerful and deadly, lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the struggling fox in his arms.
Fox plush, the body is soft and warm, warm, like a small stove.
He pinched the back of its neck gently and strangled its fragile neck.
The fingertips were cold, as cold as that sharp ice pick.
Green and eerily piercing vertical pupils flashed a glimmer of unknown meaning.
He stroked the poor little fox and said, "The magic palace...hasn't had a happy event for a long time."
"Yin Xin, what do you think?"
His tone was very light, as light as if he had killed someone at will.
(end of this chapter)