Mistakenly Provoked the Naughty Little Sick Concubine

"Yeah!" Seeing the two men nodding, Ling Xiaojue's forehead was already covered with black lines, but she still showed an extremely friendly smile and said softly: "Why don't you two send me, the little witch from this world, back to the world? In this way, the peace of heaven and hell will naturally be preserved forever!" "This..." After hearing her words, God and the Demon King were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled as if they had reached a consensus, and said: "We have decided where you will go!" Looking at the faint smiles on the faces of the two of them, Ling Xiaojue suddenly felt that something was wrong and felt like someone was plotting against him! "Are you sure?" Ling Xiaojue thought she had heard wrongly, and Ling Xiaojue was dubious...