I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 232 If you keep talking, I'll cut your tongue out.

Because her position in Su Fengling's heart is now probably higher than his own life.

Su Fengling paused for a moment upon seeing this scene, then his gaze fell on Zisang Luoye's arm.

His filthy hands actually touched his sister! It's absolutely unforgivable!

But he remained frozen in place, clutching the plum blossom dart in his hand as if suppressing his anger.

He was simply thinking about how to ensure he would suffer the worst possible fate while still alive.

Sensing the change in Su Fengling's aura, Zhongli Yueluo spoke coldly.

"Like fallen mulberry leaves, I advise you to let go of me now, it's not too late."

"Hmph! You cunning woman, I don't know what kind of magic you cast on Su Fengling, but I'm not him!"

Seeing that Zhongli Yueluo could still speak fluently, Zisang Luoye tightened her grip on his arm even more.

Even He Yuhuan noticed that Su Fengling was acting strangely.

The chill emanating from her body made her shiver involuntarily.

"Let her go!"

Su Fengling tried to calm herself down and spoke slowly, word by word.

"I know she's your weakness, how could I let her go!"

Zisang Luoye was somewhat relieved that she had so easily gotten under Zhongli Yueluo's thumb.

Miao Qing knew that this was the calm before the storm; how dare he capture Zhongli Yueluo? He really didn't want to live!

In the blink of an eye, Su Fengling arrived beside Zisang Luoye.

The plum blossom dart in his hand slid along the contours of his forearm muscles, and blood slowly flowed out.

Zisang hadn't felt any pain yet, but she already felt weakness in her forearm; it turned out her tendon had been severed.

He let his hand fall, releasing Zhongli Yueluo. Su Fengling pulled Zhongli Yueluo into his arms and kicked her horizontally.

He was kicked in the back, and in an instant he flew onto the barrier, crashing with a loud bang.

Zi Sang Luoye laughed heartily: "This is your true strength, Su Fengling! You shouldn't be indulging in the gentle embrace of women!"

Zhongli Yueluo felt that the person in front of her seemed to be a little slow on the uptake, always asking for trouble.

"Sister, don't look." Su Fengling whispered in Zhongli Yueluo's ear, then transformed into a ghostly figure.

In the blink of an eye, his foot was already on Zisang Luoye's back. He licked his lips and curled into a wicked smile.

Twirling the plum blossom dart with his fingers, his eyes scanning up and down.

Zisang Luoye grinned: "What? Don't know where to start?"

"I'm wondering how you can avoid dying?" He looked down at him, slowly leaning closer.

Zisang Luoye struggled to pull herself out from under his legs.

Just as he rolled over, Su Fengling bent over and stepped on his chest again.

The two looked at each other, and Zisang Luoye reached out and grabbed Su Fengling's collar.

He initially thought his victory was just a fluke, but now it seems his win was truly due to his skill.

He coughed a few times due to the pressure on his chest, coughing up a few drops of blood.

His golden eyes narrowed: "If you cooperate with the Blood Demon, you will undoubtedly be undermining the very foundation of the Ghost Clan!"

"I don't see why you still care about the foundation of the Ghost Clan. The three major clans of Wind Spirit Ghost Clan were originally one. What caused them to split apart?"

It's all because of that illusory power; it's just a matter of the winner taking all and the loser being condemned.

"You're talking too much!" The plum blossom dart gently patted his face, slowly sliding down to his chin.

What kind of scar should be left on this handsome face, or should we cripple his hands?

He actually used those hands to hug his sister!

Thinking about this, it's best to cripple his hands!

He grabbed one of his hands and was about to push his kneecap upwards.

Zhongli Yueluo calmly uttered two words: "Enough."

"You woman, I don't need your pity! You must have cast some kind of spell on Su Fengling!"

He was still not convinced; he couldn't believe that he could fall for a woman!

Zhongli Yuelu shook her head, put the blood flute between her lips, and Miaoqing's expression changed slightly.

Although he knew it wouldn't affect him, he still felt a shiver run down his spine whenever he saw such a scene.

I don't know if it was because the trauma from that time was too strong.

But this time the melody was quite melodious, and they even thought it sounded a bit cheerful. What was going on?

It turns out that this wasn't blown for Zisang Luoye's ears, but for Su Fengling's ears.

He knew that he had been so angry that he had considered killing him several times, but he restrained himself, knowing that he couldn't kill him.

I was afraid that this might cause him emotional distress, so I played a soft tune to soothe him.

"Sister, you should go take a shower after you leave here."

Then she slowly moved her feet off Zisang Luoye and returned to Zhongli Yueluo's side.

His eyes were gloomy, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"Zisang Luoye, you've really lost this time. What do you say?"

Holding the Blood Flute in her hand, she knew that if he resisted in the next second, she would make him wish he were dead!

"Since we've lost, let Su Fengling do as he pleases. It's just one life; many die every day in Ghost Sorrow Abyss."

"Little brother, what do you say?"

He crossed his arms over his chest, and according to his true inner thoughts, he wanted to kill him right now.

But then he flashed an innocent smile, revealing two canine teeth, looking completely guileless.

"Of course I'll listen to my sister."

Miao Qing secretly pursed her lips. They were always so strict with them, but now they were acting all cute in front of her.

He really got the best of both worlds!

"Then let's tie him up first. Didn't we agree to meet at the Sorrowful Abyss Palace? Let's go meet him there first."

Su Fengling would never tie her up himself; that was something Miao Qing would naturally handle.

Miao Qing muttered to herself, thinking to herself, "I'm so good-looking, yet they still make me do this kind of work."

But after Zhongli Yueluo glanced at him, he quickly tied up Zisang Luoye's hands.

Zisang Luoye's current situation is that her hands are tied and her clothes are tattered.

The pink undergarment was so dazzling that Zhongli Yueluo didn't even look at it, but her eyes curved into crescents.

The dream gradually dissipated, and the surrounding environment returned to normal, with this "local" leading the way.

Their journey was much faster. Although Zisang Luoye was reluctant to go ahead, what could he do when he had lost?

Fortunately, there are not many people in Guichouyuan right now, otherwise, seeing him like this, what dignity would the Zisang Clan have left!

He walked and then stopped, insisting on walking to Su Fengling's side, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Are you really not under any witchcraft?"

"If you keep talking, I'll cut your tongue out!" Su Fengling didn't want to look at him at all!

"What's so good about this woman? Why do you like her?"

His plum blossom dart was already in his hand, gleaming coldly, his eyes warning him.

Zisang Luoye wisely shut up, but secretly glanced at Zhongli Yueluo.

Sensing the cultivation aura emanating from her, it didn't seem very strong, so why did he like her?

Could it be because of her appearance? He had seen Zhong Liyu twice, and she was much prettier than him.

He secretly shook his head. Su Fengling was no longer Su Fengling once he had a weakness, so he definitely wasn't trying to fight him with his heart!

No, he has to bring him to his senses and make him see this woman for who she really is!