Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 503: Little **** with elbows turning outwards

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Xue Yilan's eyes rose again, and he also smiled: "Isn't it just to swear in front of the demon ancestor? How difficult is this ..." He swears.

When he swears, Ye Fengdao offends, and she let go of Ning Xuemo.

Xue Yilan's sleeves shook, and she was about to bring Ning Xuemo into her arms. She wrapped her left arm and gritted her teeth in her ears: "Little **** with elbows turning outwards! You're not afraid he really killed you ?! "

Ning Xuemo's acupoint was still lit. She just blinked, couldn't speak, and had no other response.

She knew Ye Feng would not really kill her.

Ye Feng used her as a hostage to secretly inspire her ...

It's just that she didn't expect Xue Yilan to agree so soon. It seems that he is really afraid of her death ...

Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, he took a risk to block a game, and it was good, he won!

Last chance for everyone to survive ...

His eyes fell on Yan Ziyu again, seeing that she was leaning halfway into Gu Ziyan's arms, her small face was still pale, her eyes were dark and she had no focus. Does not seem to have returned to God.

A guilty feeling appeared in his eyes, and he was about to look forward. He heard Xue Yilan chuckled: "It's your luck this time! If you don't kill you in this seat, do you have a life to escape?" "

Without the laughter, others have floated like a red cloud, slamming the roof of the boat with a bang.

Everyone was taken aback, but hadn't responded yet. I heard Ye Feng snorted, took two steps, and threw himself on the floor.

Xi Yilan's laughter came from above the hole in the cabin: "This seat hates being beaten by others! Here's a lesson!" The laughter gradually faded, and people have gone.

Ye Feng lay there, but felt that his internal organs seemed to turn over, and cold sweat fell down his forehead. He couldn't get up and could only lie there and gasp.

A pair of embroidered shoes came to his eyes and stopped. He was stiff and slowly raised his head, facing the dark eyes of Yan Ziyu.

She looked down at him, "How are you?"

Ye Feng lowered his eyes, his voice was cold: "A little hurt, I can't die ..."

"Can't die? Oh, how could a person like you die?" Yan Ziyi sneered, slowly squatting down, her eyes staring directly at his eyes, stubbornly wanting an answer: "You really Do n’t care about my safety? I ’m dead, do you really only prepare a coffin for me? ”

"Zi Xie, now we are out of danger, don't ask. He is also in a hurry, there is no way. After all, we are out of danger, aren't we?" Someone advised.

"Shut up!" Yan Zijie said ruthlessly, turned her head and looked at Ye Feng again, as if she couldn't give up without a clear answer: "Answer me!"

Ye Feng's body stretched, her eyes dropped slightly, and she only answered one word: "Yes!"

"Slap!" He slapped his face fiercely!

"Ye Feng, you are just a dark guard, I am the master, you are the servant, why do you decide my life and death?!"

Ye Feng's face was hot, and he slightly lowered his eyes, but didn't answer his lips.

"Ye Feng, I have always hated you, do you know?" Yan Ziyu seemed to have a fire in her big eyes.

"I know." Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly.

"Oh, you know it! I tell you, I hate you even more now! When I get home, I will tell my dad and let him dismiss your dark guard!"

Ye Feng's face turned paler, he paused for a moment, and then answered two words: "anywhere."

Yan Zijie: "..."

She just felt that the inexplicable fire on her chest bumped up, and couldn't help but reach out and pushed Ye Feng fiercely: "You go to death! I don't want you anymore!"