Mo Yan was quick-minded. At this moment, he looked at Yue Feng's smiling look and guessed that he wanted to ask him to ask him.

But how could he surrender to him, one of the twelve saint demon kings and the first female demon king of the demon clan?

Thinking of her mind, Mo Yan bit her lips tightly and tried to activate the power of the demon soul to drive away the cold poison of the dark demon in her body. However, the cold poison had spread to her whole body and could no longer be controlled.

In just over a dozen seconds, Mo Yan's lips turned white, and a hint of pain appeared on his delicate face.

Obviously, Mo Yan was about to be unable to withstand it.

Hissing...Mo Yan's suppression not only did not have any effect, but on the contrary, the power of the cold poison exploded more and more unscrupulously, and a stream of extremely cold air continued to invade.

well!

Seeing that Mo Yan would rather die than surrender, Yue Feng was speechless. This female devil is too strong.

Thinking of her heart, Yue Feng smiled and said, "Forget it, what happened just now has passed. Don't hold on with it, you can come to my protective layer quickly."

After the words came, Yue Feng used the power of the Bird Ancestor, raised his hand and drew a layer of flame protective film in front of him. However, this protective layer was very small and could barely accommodate two people.

Swish!

Seeing this scene, Mo Yan's delicate face turned red in an instant.

This Yue Feng is so hateful. He deliberately made such a large protective layer without any cover. If he just passed by like this, wouldn't he be touched by him...

He must have done it on purpose.

"You can make the range bigger." Mo Yan said angrily.

Yue Feng smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, don't make things difficult for me. Your palm just now was too heavy. It's already great that I can make such a large range now."

"you..."

Hearing this, Mo Yan was so angry that he stamped his feet. This bastard really knows how to find a reason. It seems that all this is his own fault.

For a moment, Mo Yan became entangled.

She didn't want to go over and was taken advantage of by Yue Feng, but there was no way. The cold poison in her body became stronger and stronger. Her demon soul power could no longer bear it. If she dragged it for a while, she would be frozen to death.

A few seconds later, after some inner struggle, Mo Yan no longer hesitated, bit her lip, and entered Yue Feng's flame protection layer.

hiss....

The moment Mo Yan entered the protective layer, Yue Feng smelled a fragrance that rushed towards him, and he was intoxicated. His eyes couldn't help but look at Mo Yan up close.

I have to say that Mo Yan’s figure is simply perfect.

Because the protective layer is very small, Mo Yan is very close to Yue Feng, and the scene is indescribable. If there are other demon tribes next to him, you will definitely be shocked.

The first female devil king of the demon clan was in Yue Feng's arms without any concealment.

If this matter spreads, it will definitely cause a stir in the entire demon clan.

What a shame!

At this moment, feeling Yue Feng's gaze constantly wandering on his body, Mo Yan's face turned red, and he was about to bite and bleeding, and he was uncomfortable all over, but he didn't dare to move around.

Under such torture, Mo Yan said coldly: "Yue Feng, I warn you, don't have any bad ideas, otherwise, I will make you lose your soul."

"Your Majesty, you are so arrogant, how dare I have any bad ideas? Moreover, I don't lack women in Jiuzhou."

"you...."

"Your Excellency Demon King, don't move around. I'm very weak now. This protective layer won't last long."

"Stop doing this with me, I think you did it on purpose..."

Yue Feng and Mo Yan kept quarreling. Before they knew it, a few minutes passed and they saw the ice on Mo Yan's body melting rapidly. Not only that, the cold air outside the protective layer also completely disappeared.

"His devil."

At this time, Yue Feng smiled and removed the protective layer: "The cold air is gone, it should be fine."

Mo Yan ignored him, but turned around quickly, took the clothes from the side, and draped them on her body. The delicate face was a little bit unnatural, except for a little shame and anger.

"Yue Feng..."
Chapter completed!