"Stop talking, stop talking." Jiufeng begged to Bo Jichen in a hoarse voice: "Stop talking, stop talking."

"Stop talking, stop talking?" Bo Jichen's raised legs fell to the ground, supported his hands on the sofa, stood up with a little force, stepped on his long legs, came to Jiufeng, bent down, approached him, and opened his mouth and said sarcastically: "Silly bird, tell me not to say anything. Why don't others tell others what you Phoenix clan has the ability to do?"

"Do you feel ashamed, cruel, I feel like I'm peeling you, I feel like I'm stabbing you in the heart, I feel like I'm making you feel ashamed, full of shame?"

"Ha, you can't stand it. Should I applaud and tell your partner, although Jiufeng is a great witch of the Phoenix clan, it has not inherited the great love and righteousness of your ancestors for the race. You are not cruel, and you have never thought of giving your partner to others for enjoyment?"

"I……"

"You have it, you're just making this idea." Bo Jichen spoke for him, firmly: "When your partner was still in the shell, you told him that there would not be many people, because you have killed 6 sub-female dragons."

"Then the year and month when each sub-female dragon appears, you are afraid that when the next sub-female dragon is born, your Phoenix tribe will no longer be there, so you performed a selection."

"Select your young talents from the Phoenix Clan, with mental power of up to level 6 or above, and dozens of people are selected as sub-female dragon companions."

"And it shows that if the sub-heroes don't like who they are disliked and disliked, that person must leave and cannot be forced."

"This is your choice for the sub-female dragon. You think this is your biggest concession. You think that you have given a sub-female dragon the best. If he has consciously inherited the inheritance, he should know the truth. He sleeps well with you unmarried adult males of the Phoenix tribe, sort out your mental power, improve your physical fitness, let you live forever, let you live forever, and let you live forever."

Jiufeng reached out to cover her ears and shook her head desperately, her nerves seemed to have reached the critical point of collapse: "Stop talking, stop talking, I beg you not to say, stop talking."

"Please me?" Bo Jichen rudely pulled away his hand covering his ears, every word was like a knife and every sentence was like a needle, piercing him into his whole body, "What qualifications do you have to ask me? I have just tactfully advised you to live in the present and look forward, and don't find your partner again."

"How did you do it? You have to meet him, you have to have something to say in front of him, what can I do? If you are forced to talk to you, you can't stand it?"

"A total of 6 sub-female dragons died. I said two of them, but you can't stand it anymore. Come on, there are 4 more. Let's continue to talk about how the third one died, how it was because of your Phoenix tribe. They tried their best to think that since he could sort out your mental strength and improve your physical fitness, will his blood and his flesh have the same effect?"

"Yes, your Phoenix Clan agrees that, yes, think that sub-female dragon, his flesh, his blood, his beard, his scales, and his hard claws can all increase your mental power and physical ability and make you live longer."

"Your ancestors, your Phoenix, raise him, mate with him, and then, tie him up, pull his scales, cut off his beard, cut off his tail, pry his claws, chew his flesh, drink his blood."

"Raw food, your ancestors, your Phoenix tribe, forced him to eat, a sub-female dragon that was dozens of meters long and strong, and they were eaten raw, and they were eaten raw."

Bo Jichen's last words were made by roaring, gritting his teeth and roaring.

"Don't say it, I'll tell you not to say it anymore." Jiufeng shouted in a collapsed voice, trying hard to break free from him holding his hand, but he couldn't break free. His heart was like a knife, and his whole body hurt everywhere: "I beg you, I beg you not to say it anymore, don't say it anymore."

"Don't say anything more, are you still looking for your partner?" Bo Jichen pressed his wrist tightly, pressing his wrist out of purple: "Tell me, are you still looking for your partner? What are you looking for him for? What do you say to him? He said to go home with you, go home, ask him to choose a concubine, and then die?"

Jiufeng's lips were tightly pursed, and her whole body was messy as if it was broken by rubbing her hands. He looked at Bo Jichen and looked at him.

Bo Jichen didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and his lips raised: "Grandmaster Jiufeng, come on, let's talk about how the fourth item died. The fourth item was born. There are three above as a lesson for the past. Your Phoenix Clan is more careful!"

"As you discussed and discussed, you will make the fourth sub-hero dragon pet become a little prince, a willful and unscrupulous person who smiles like a silver bell, who can infect plants and wild animals."

"You gave him a lot of love, a lot of love, and a lot of love, making him feel that he is the happiest person in the world and the person with the most love. Then you are one, two, three, four, and countless damn Phoenix tribes, pretending to be sick and pretending to be dead, using the love you gave him first to make him afraid that you will die."

"Then, he willingly sorts out your mental strength and improves your physical fitness. He hopes you don't die. He uses his mental strength and hard work. I hope you are well and I hope you all live long."

"He died in order to sort out your mental strength and improve your physical fitness. However, you are not sad, but also happy. You are so happy that you have not even let go of his body. The raw ones have been eaten, and the cooked taste should be good. You cut him into pieces with the blade."

"In the hall of your Phoenix Clan, set up a big pot, set up firewood, put seasonings, stew, stew, and eat him gracefully..."
Chapter completed!