When the two of them returned, Xiao Gao had more bandages on his head, and his face and lips were pale. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingtian felt that this little young master was really a ruthless master, but she didn't know that Xiao Gao's punishment was caused by her, so she didn't understand why the always quiet Xiao Xiao looked down at her with resentment in his eyes.

It was late in the evening that the group was on the road again.

The black feather that was familiar with the sunny sky turned into its previous huge appearance in the blink of an eye, jumping on the ground and rubbing against the sunny sky, the meaning was self-evident.

Xiao Gao is still a child after all, naughty and careless but not bad-hearted. He knew that it was impossible for the little young master to share a black feather with this captured woman, so he quickly dragged Qingtian onto his bird's back.

On the bird's back, Xiao Gao hugged his knees and supported his chin and looked at the little young master until the middle of the night.

If it is in his own place, such a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is still a treasure in the palm of his parents' hands, pocket money is carrying, online games are playing, and the little girl's hand is holding it, where is the use of following the children who are not a few years older than themselves like Xiao Gao and Xiao Xiao Shou called the young master one after another, and from time to time he had to bear the anger of others, and his nose and face were swollen from being beaten.

So in the eyes of Qingtian, Xiao Gao has suffered a big grievance today!

And this greatly wronged child still stared at the culprit all night.

In this way, there are some strange imaginations in the heart of Qingtian...

After some strange brain supplements, the little master changed from the original little boy to a ruthless and unrighteous scumbag who trampled on other people's hearts in Xiao Qingtian's heart, and Xiao Gao was the little loyal dog who was infatuated... In this way, Qingtian felt even more sorry for this child.

As the night passed, there was a little more populating below, from patches of barren grass at first, to regular farmland, and then to small villages and towns.

In the early morning mist, there were a few wisps of cooking smoke drifting slowly.

A few big birds were still flying unhurriedly, and there was no sign of stopping. On a sunny day, I tightened my feathers and looked down, and there were some small ant-like figures on the ridges and paths, coming and going.

She touched the young man next to her with her arm: "Hey, can you tell me secretly what kind of place you are?"

Xiao Gao didn't reply, he glanced at her, hugged his knees and moved to the other side, his eyes still staring at his little young master.

Okay, okay, I'll change the question.

Xiao Qingtian thought for a while and spoke: "Why have you been watching your little master all night?"

Xiao Gao turned his head to look at her: "I'm thinking...", but he suddenly kept silent when he thought of something.

But his expression fell in Xiao Qingtian's eyes, which was resentment and grievance, so Qingtian felt that he should not mention the sad things of this poor child. It's better to change the subject.

"What's that bird's name?" she leaned over and pointed to the black feather under the young master.

"Black Feather. ”

"Eh, isn't Black Feather a generic name for this kind of bird?"

Xiao Gao nodded: "Yes." ”

"So it's a black feather called Black Feather?"

"Hmm. Xiao Gao Gao replied in a low voice, and did not speak again.

Qingtian couldn't help but laugh when she remembered the bird's round eyes and looked at her. It's such a majestic bird, but like a child, he will lose his temper.

It's so cute.

I don't know how long I flew forward, the figure in front of me on the left that hadn't moved all night suddenly moved, Xiao Gao suddenly straightened his waist, and a black whip burst out of his right palm, tying Xiao Qingtian up in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Qingtian, who hadn't reacted yet, was immediately stuffed with a piece of cloth in his mouth.

The black feather fell to the ground at this moment.

Several people jumped down from the bird's back, the little young master lowered his head and snapped his fingers, and a few black feathers flew into the air and circled above the heads of several people.

The little young master lowered his head and commanded something with Xiao Gaoxiao, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Xiao Qingtian's round eyes.

The peach blossom eyes were as quiet as a pond, and they were dark and could not see any thoughts.

Xiao Qingtian was annoyed that they tied themselves up indiscriminately, and looked at the leading young man with resentment in his eyes.

The young master walked slowly towards her, and his two slender and white fingers suddenly pinched her chin. He looked at her fixedly, his red lips hooked, and his eyes suddenly seemed to be rippling, and suddenly he was dyed with a little romance.

Qingtian was taken by the change in the blink of an eye, and was stunned for a long time before suddenly waking up.

What happened to me just now?

He approached her ear at this time, and his voice was soft but plain with a huge coercion: "If you don't want to die, just endure it." ”

With that, she let go of her chin and took two steps back, took out a snow-white handkerchief from her arms and wiped her fingers, tilting her head and smiling to see Qingtian's reaction.

Waiting for a sunny day nodded.

Only then did he turn his head and tuck the veil into Xiao Gao's arms, and strode towards the city gate.

The gate of the city stands high, and a plaque hangs on it, on which are scribbled three words: Aoba Castle.

Xiao Qingtian followed the man into the city, Xiao Gao Xiao followed her left and right, and the high-pitched cries of several black feathers above her head sounded from time to time.

This group of people and a few birds can be described as extraordinary.

The soldiers who defended the city trembled and let them into the city.

Alas, the Demon King of the Mixed World came back so soon.

It's still early, and the people on the streets are peddling the fruits and vegetables that have just been picked in the morning.

In the voice of bargaining, I don't know who shouted first: "The Demon King of the Mixed World is back!"

There was chaos on the streets. After a burst of black smoke and miasma, chickens and dogs jumped, the stalls ran clean.

There were only a few children left hiding behind the window, looking timidly at a few people.

A figure was lying under the stall shivering.

The corners of Wu Qingqiu's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, and the two of them immediately stepped forward and dragged the man out, pushed all the way to Wu Qingqiu's side, and then slammed the trembling middle-aged man to the ground.

Wu Qingqiu kicked the man on tiptoe, squatted down, and said with a smile in his tone: "Why are you so afraid of the master?"

The man was half-kneeling on the ground and hung his head, and his voice trembled: "No, I'm not afraid of the little master." ”

"Then you can take a look at the master, the master wants you to take a look. Wu Qingqiu said softly.

The man trembled and hesitated for a long time, and then his head had a slight sign that he was going to be raised.

But a pair of hands suddenly grabbed the little young master's ankles through the robe, buried his head in the tips of the young man's two feet, and knocked his head on the ground several times in a row, with a cry in his voice, shouting one after another: "Little young master spare your life! Little young master spare your life! Little young master spare me! I will treat you as a cow and a horse!"

The children behind the window were blinded at some point.

Wu Qingqiu straightened up, lifted his legs and toes forward, and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground on his back. The man didn't move for a long time, but he was already frightened and fainted.