The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 478
"Ma Yan, enough is enough for you! I don't owe you any more. Daddy is dead. What else do you want?" Mo Shangli cried pitifully.

Seeing her tears, Mo Yan felt distressed for a moment, let go of her, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Not enough, you ruined everything about me, these are far from enough!" He sucked the blood from Mo Shangli's neck again, kissed her lips, and fed her to drink.

Mo Shangli choked on coughing, pushed him away and spat out: "Devil, you are the real devil. If I knew now, I would never have provoked you!"

If it weren't for him, my father would not have died, hated him, and feared him!

"It's late, I want you to spend every day in pain, fear and despair, just like I did back then!" Mo Yan tore off Mo Shangli's clothes, kissed and bit him!

"It hurts~" Mo Shangli shed tears, repeating her previous experience over and over again.

He treated him so unsympathetically, asking for it over and over again, that his legs were bleeding.

On a day like this, she really wants to die, this devil.

Mo Yan didn't hear Mo Shangli's cry of pain, and when he looked at her, the corner of her mouth was bleeding, and he hurriedly pinched her mouth open, but she actually bit her tongue so hard.

She lowered her jaw, her eyes were indifferent: "It's not that easy to want to die!"

After getting dressed, he left with a flick of his sleeves.

Mo Shangli was lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, the bloodstains on the bed witnessed the bloodshed just now.

There was despair in her eyes, she shouldn't provoke this man, he was simply a devil.

Death is a kind of relief, but she can't die, she can't even blew herself up.

Then turn the world upside down, let the immortals fight, and let the demons be destroyed!
Mo Shangli is no longer so cute and pitiful, she has become proactive and welcoming, Mo Yan is still not gentle to her, but her power is also growing.

I often find the demons to challenge the immortals, and after two years of hard work, I finally ushered in the battle between the immortals and the demons.

The battle between immortals and demons begins, and Mo Shangli, dressed in white, sits beside Mo Yan, whose flying cavalry is a big black bird.

Mo Shangli snuggled into Mo Yan's arms, provoking him from within: "Yan, they don't take you seriously, so only a few people will deal with you!"

Mo Yan pinched Mo Shangli's chin forcefully: "This gentleman will make them the souls of the sword!"

After the words fell, the demons and the immortals fought.

The battle between the two sides was very miserable, and Mo Shangli saw the woman whose face was very similar to hers, but her face was more beautiful.

"Yan, I hate her, ruined her face for me!" Mo Shangli pointed at Yang Qingqing.

The corners of Yang Qingqing's mouth curled up slightly. At the beginning, the magic words were meant to revive her. This kind of person actually called her sister. Seeing her, Yang Qingqing also instinctively felt disgusted.

But facing the ten thousand year old monster of Mo Yan, she dared not break through alone.

Put Zhizhi into the demon clan, Zhizhi's poison made them kill each other.

Come out and set fire to them.

As for the green dumpling, it was so weird that it became so huge that it directly crushed them to death with its weight. Due to its special material, it couldn't be hurt by a sword, and those demons were crushed into meatloaf by it.

Zhizhi excitedly ate the corpses of those demons, leaving only a pile of bones.

Mo Shangli looked at Mozhi very happily: "Yan, that is Mozhi, it is a great tonic for the demons, catch it and give it to me to taste!"

"Okay, I'm going now." Mo Yan shot Mo Zhi.

Yang Qingqing felt that Zhizhi was in danger, so she immediately called it back, and Huohuo took the opportunity to spew flames towards Moyan.

The magic words dodged quickly, but Mo Shangli's hair was still a little burnt by the fire.

(End of this chapter)