The Demon Concubine Said She Wanted to Be Reborn as a Queen

Feng Leyu died in this life with thousands of arrows piercing his heart. Naihe Bridge welcomed the flower blooming on the other side. She picked one off casually. The kid guarding the road wanted to scold her, but when she walked up and saw that it was Feng Leyu, she made no sound and hid obediently. "King of Hell, no good! That woman is here again!" "What?! Again!" Before she finished speaking, there was just a clang, and the petite Po Meng was thrown in front of the King of Hell. "Mother Meng? You!" Po Meng looked at the King of Hell with tears in her eyes, feeling pitiful. The King of Hell thought: It's useless for you to look at me! You can't control this Naihe Bridge, what can I do? Feng Leyu was dressed in a bright red wedding dress and stood in front of the King of Hell with the green wind sword in her hand. "King of Hell, let me say it again, I will never drink this Meng Po soup in this life." Every word was so sonorous and powerful that the King of Hell was so frightened that he almost fell down. "Auntie, it's been two hundred years, what do you want? I, the King of Hell, will be tortured until I retire." Feng Leyu smiled coldly, "Two hundred years, even if a thousand years pass, I can't forget that devil!" The King of Hell hugged Po Meng and cried, "I want to resign!" She, Feng Leyu, had said that the revenge of genocide would be avenged for generations to come, and even the King of Hell could not stop her!