Chapter 822: The Little Theater in the Brain

When Feng Xian came in, what she saw was Bai Mengmeng sitting in the morning light with a serious face like a statue of a thinker, and the corpse not far from her was gradually cold and stiff, and there were all kinds of pink scattered on the ground, which made people have some things that were not easy to associate.

Feng Xian's eyes widened suddenly, and he walked quickly to Bai Mengmeng's side, looked Bai Mengmeng up and down several times, and made sure that nothing happened to Bai Mengmeng, so he breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the corpse on the ground.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ The counterattack was excessive, and he accidentally killed him. โ€

Bai Mengmeng's eyes suddenly fluttered a little, she really didn't expect that she would hang up with a little force!

Anyway, Mitheus is also a city lord, or the city lord of Luther City, is it really good to be such a weak chicken?

But whether it's good or not, now Mitheus is dead!

"What does he want to do to you?"

However, Feng Xian just raised his eyebrows, and shifted his gaze to the love/fun/use/product of a place, these things are easy to give people some bad associations, and for Feng Xian, he is not worried about what Mitheus will really do to Bai Mengmeng, after all...... Don't underestimate Bai Mengmeng's force value!

But not being worried doesn't mean not being afraid.

"Do something ...... Very perverted/perverted thing? โ€

Thinking of Mitheus's plan, Bai Mengmeng's eyes suddenly drifted even more.

Although Mitheus didn't do anything...... But Bai Mengmeng must admit that when she treats Mitheus as a phoenix, she still enjoys it very much.

It is...... It would be nice if the other party was really a phoenix.

Bai Mengmeng absolutely obediently sent his hands and feet to him to tie a sharp rope.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ What are you thinking? โ€

Feng Xian looked at Bai Mengmeng's weird expression, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, what was Bai Mengmeng thinking, hey?!

"I want to do something perverted with you."

Bai Mengmeng covered her nose and said honestly.

If the other party is a phoenix string......

The small theater in her brain has begun to get out of control, the pink shackles are around his wrists and ankles, and the light pink rope is tied like a tortoiseshell, but it just exposes the sensitive parts, because of the plugging of the mouth ball, he had to open his mouth wide, and the ambiguous silver thread fell......

And that wagging tail.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Feng Xian couldn't help but hold his forehead and look at Bai Mengmeng who was starting to blood in front of him, he seemed to know what Bai Mengmeng was thinking_(:ะทใ‚โˆ )_

But you don't feel guilty about these things in your head every day!

Anyway, Feng Xian felt that since Bai Mengmeng was with him, the painting style had been running wildly towards the demonic nature and never looked back.

But...... If these things are used on Bai Mengmeng......

Feng Xian suddenly felt a little bit ape.

Wait, this isn't the right progress!

Mitheus is still dead!

Feng Xian patted his cheek, threw those messy thoughts out of his mind, and looked at the corpse on the ground seriously.

Mitheus Duang's death, which had a huge impact on Feng Xian's plan, and now, Feng Xian has to make up for the impact caused by Mitheus's death.

Or...... Can it be considered directly to replace Mitheus?

It's not impossible.

If there are opponents, they will just run over it, anyway, their purpose is just to make trouble.

As for whether there will be blood in this, Feng Xian doesn't care.

He and Bai Mengmeng, no matter who they are, have never been kind and kind people.

Bai Mengmeng covered her bleeding nose, looked at Feng Xian, who was thinking seriously, and began to brush up an unhealthy small theater in her mind again......