"How is it? Have you thought about it? Do you want to go back to the Heavenly Realm, or do you want to exchange that thing?" Feng Fushang stood outside the thick cocoon, looking around the cave with a lazy attitude, Xiaobei fell to the ground as if he was dehydrated, and lay still on the ground, but this little thing hung in the center of the cave like a huge cocoon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Then I'd better go back to the Heavenly Realm. After a battle of thoughts, Zizhi still chose to go back to the Heavenly Realm, although she really wanted to stay here, but that painting scroll was really important, it was difficult to say whether it could be brought out of the Heavenly Realm, let alone brought to the Demon Realm.

"Then you have to cover your ears. The sound of a fluttering laugh came from outside, as if to remind her to protect herself.

Azusa quickly squatted down and curled up her small body to cover her ears with her hands, only to hear a muffled sound around her, and the thick layer of calluses that wrapped her was blown to pieces like confetti.

Zizhi circled her mouth in surprise, looking at the wind floating in the flying silk net like a god standing in front of her, her handsome face looming, like a perfect statue, and her weak heart suddenly pounded.

Zizhi looked a little distracted, and didn't react for a long time.

"Since you promised me, don't break your word if you say it, otherwise, you will lose your father's face. Feng Fushang stood in place with a smile on his face, looking a little happy.

Zizhi pouted and didn't speak, and she was even more reluctant.

However, at this moment, the moth locust spirit who had gone out suddenly returned, and when he looked up, he found that there was another person in his cave at some point, and this person was heroic and graceful.

And the little thing trapped in his cocoon actually escaped! A surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face, and before he could speak, he hurriedly rushed forward as if he wanted to capture Zizhi alive.

After all, this little thing has such a strong fairy aura on it, it is by no means an ordinary little fairy, if she lets it go, wouldn't it be a big loss? Not to mention that she is the key to her own cultivation!

Feng Fusheng's eyes shrank, the movements in his hands were faster than his body, Zizhi only felt that there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in front of him, blowing her two small longevity peach buns, and looked at it, but the moth locust essence had fallen to the ground and rolled, Feng Fushang held a folding fan that I didn't know where to take it out, and it was instigated, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"You...... Who are you!" The moth locust spirit covered his stomach with both hands, his already blue face was a little greener in pain, and his huge black eyeballs were almost bursting out of his sockets, staring at Feng Fusheng, as if he didn't expect his cultivation to be so high, no wonder he didn't feel his cultivation at all when he just came in.

Zizhi was frightened, and quickly jumped on Xiaobei's shell without saying a word and patted it, and then hid in while Xiaobei opened her shell.

It's more secure.

"Hmph, it's just a little moth locust spirit, and you still want to know the name of Benjun?" Feng Fushang obviously didn't take this shallow cultivation monster to heart at all, and just laughed coldly.

Although the moth locust spirit could not hear his name from his mouth, how could the word 'Benjun' be easily called by ordinary demons? Immediately, he immediately realized that the person standing in front of him was the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm!

"You...... Are you a wind flutter?" the moth locust spirit stared at in disbelief.

Feng Fushang was silent, lowered his head and glanced at him lightly.

With this look in his eyes, Zizhi realized that the reason why the moth locust spirit was lying on the ground and rolling was because a hole had been poked in his stomach at some point, and red and black blood kept gushing out through his hands, like spring water.

Zizhi was a little disgusted and a little scared, so she didn't dare to look directly, and unconsciously hid in Xiaobei's shell.

Feng Fushang took two steps back, his slender fingers were distinct, and he was an extremely good-looking hand, gently caressing Xiaobei's shell and closing the shell without a sound.

The sight outside was instantly blocked, Zizhi couldn't see what was happening, anxiously patted Xiaobei's shell, and when he opened it again, there were still any moth locusts on the ground, only the strong back of the wind floated like a straight tree stood in front, and his handsome face was a little unhappy, and the folding fan in his hand was thrown into the corner by him, and the fan was a little black and red like a plum blossom in full bloom.

He straightened his sleeves and turned his head to look at her for a while.

"What are you looking at? If you don't leave, the relatives who can't beat the moth and locust spirit will come to the door. He said.

After the moth locust spirit dies, there will be a unique incense powder emitted from its body, and the moth locusts within a radius of ten miles will smell that smell, and they will soon follow this smell to find it.

Zizhi was stunned twice, and hurriedly urged Xiaobei to keep up with the footsteps of the wind and floating.

All the way out of the cave, Zizhi found that he had been taken captive into a large tree hole, the tree was extremely huge, the canopy almost covered the entire sky, leaving only sparse starlight, surrounded by low bushes, twisted trunks intertwined like a huge net, the air was very humid, and there was a strange smell vaguely wafting away.

Maybe it's because the night in the demon world is very long, even after so long, the sky is still dark and unclear, only this forest will emit a strange green light, illuminating the surrounding light, there is a feeling of being in the netherworld.

"Brother, did you kill that monster?" Zizhi hid in Xiaobei's shell, allowing Xiaobei to fly slowly to keep up with the footsteps of Fengfusheng.

Feng Fushang didn't look back, just chuckled, "What's wrong?"

Thinking about this little thing, he is still young, and he is a little fairy, he should have never seen this kind of scene, but he cares about her enough, and he didn't dare to let her see that kind of scene directly, after all, if there is any bad psychological shadow left, her father may blame him.

Azusa shook her head, "I'm not afraid, I just want to know how you killed him." ”

Because what happened at that time was so sudden, she just blinked an eye, and he solved the 10,000-year-old moth locust essence.

Feng Fushang chuckled when he heard this, "What?

Azusa shook her head.

"Then what do you have to know how I killed him?" he asked.

"I just want to know, because I see that you have blood on that fan. She said with a serious look on her face, tilting her little head.

Feng Fushang seemed to be smiling, and then said lightly: "I just ate him." ”

Eat...... Eaten!

When Zizhi heard this, her face turned pale with fright.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped, Feng Fushang glanced back at her, and saw her little snow-white face thoughtfully.

"Why are you afraid?" he smiled, the expression on his face looking clear, but his heart blossomed.

It's best to be afraid, if you scare a little thing, you won't dare to run to his Demon Monarch Palace easily in the future! It's better to run back to the heavenly realm and hide in your father's arms and shiver!