Fortunately, Yan Suxin didn't pay too much attention to this matter, probably for the sake of Fuyao's face......

After arranging for Fuyao to sit in the stone pavilion in the courtyard, and making a pot of spiritual tea, and serving some delicate refreshments, Yan Suxin sat down, but she was obviously very nervous in the face of Fuyao, and she seemed a little restrained and cramped.

Fuyao could see Yan Suxin's restraint, and it was inconvenient for him to open his mouth, so he signaled Jiang Ying to say something at will to liven up the atmosphere.

Jiang Ying understood, thought about it and looked at Yan Suxin. "Master, when you met that senior Feng during the day, didn't you say that you would come back later and tell me about it? Fuyao is not poaching, you can just talk about it. ”

"Ahh That stinky reptile is so annoying, so annoying! The way he looks at his sister is so lewd! It's okay not to mention it, as soon as Feng Yicheng mentioned it, he immediately frowned, and shouted very unhappily.

"Crawlers?" Fuyao frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Ying and then at Yan Suxin. "What's going on?"

"This kind of trivial matter, saying it made the Holy Lord smile......" Yan Suxin smiled bitterly, and then told the truth of the matter.

It turned out that the original body of Yi Cheng was a dragon. The dragon nature is lewd, and the dragon, as a subspecies of the dragon family, has not inherited much of the original power, but the obscene nature is not bad at all. Feng Yicheng's family originally had dozens of demon cultivators, but he was still not satisfied with this, he was still looking for beautiful female demon cultivators, and saw Yan Suxin during a meeting with Yao Ji, and since then he has been out of control.

If that Feng Yi Cheng is an ordinary demon cultivator, he has the black market merchant resources of the entire Haiyan City and even half of the demon world in his hands, not to mention being on an equal footing, at least Yao Ji is still three points afraid of him, so Yan Suxin can't ask Yao Ji to make decisions for her——- after all, Feng Yi Cheng, a person who can do anything for beauty, is better not to provoke no matter how he thinks.

In order to avoid Feng Yicheng's pursuit, Yan Suxin, who was originally in charge of external guards, really had no choice, so she had to ask Yaoji to transfer her to the treasure cabinet as a warehouse manager, and did boring things like sorting out inventory day after day, in order to reduce the number of meetings with Feng Yicheng.

I thought that after not seeing him for more than a hundred years, Feng Yicheng's interest should be reduced, but I didn't expect him to become even more intensified when we met him again.

It's really nerve-wracking.

"That Feng Yicheng, is that the one who just blocked your way?" Fuyao frowned.

There are only a few powerful dragons in Haiyan City, let alone the kind that can talk to Yaoji. As soon as Yan Suxin said this, Fuyao immediately thought of Feng Yicheng, who had just blocked the way, so he asked.

"When you slipped out just now, you saw Feng Yicheng?" Yan Suxin's face changed in an instant. "Did he do anything to you? What was said? ”

Caring is chaotic, Yan Suxin is so angry that her voice has changed a little. "Why didn't you tell me when you were going to the Holy Lord? Am I going to be able to stop it? Do you know how deep Yi Cheng's scheming is? What if something happens to you and you want me?! ”

Thinking of those possibilities, Yan Suxin almost trembled.

The always gentle and kind Shi Niang started a fire so scary...... Jiang Ying and Liuhuo were also frightened by Yan Suxin's appearance, and they looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.

"That Feng Yi Cheng didn't do anything, as long as I am here, everything in this Haiyan City is under my control, rest assured." Seeing that the atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant, Fuyao raised his hand and waved it gently, only to see a faint turquoise mist wrapping around Yan Suxin's body.

"Calm down."

"Holy Lord, I'm sorry, I lost my temper for a while." Entangled by the faint turquoise mist, Yan Suxin was slightly excited, and instantly calmed down a lot, only then did she realize that Fang Cai was shouting in front of Fuyao, and couldn't help but feel a little remorseful. "I'm just, I'm just too worried about what will happen to the two of them......"

"Nothing, understandable." Fuyao shook his head and smiled slightly. "Can you wait a moment for me?"

Of course, Yan Suxin didn't have any opinions, nodded and said, "Holy Lord, please take care of yourself." ”

"Where are you going?" Yan Suxin didn't ask, but Jiang Ying wanted to ask. Seeing that Fuyao got up as if he was about to leave, Jiang Ying hurriedly asked.

Fuyao bent his eyes slightly, but he didn't speak, only left a message in Jiang Ying's ear, and disappeared in front of several people.

"Your master has taken care of you for so long, I should also go and solve the scum that harassed your master for your master."

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Feng Yicheng was sitting in his small secret room with a small abacus and calculating the income of the black market this month, not noticing the sway that appeared in front of him silently.

"In this case...... "That's it, Feng Yicheng was muttering to himself and was about to pack up the account book and leave the secret room, but when he looked up, he suddenly found that there was another person in the shadow in front of him.

"Who?!"

After all, he was an old fritter who had been walking the black market of the demon world for many years, and Feng Yicheng's reaction was not unresponsive——- putting away all kinds of ledgers, jumping up and throwing out the nine-section whip that he was proud of, these actions were almost completed at the same time.

The most commendable thing is that his actions did not cause the slightest wind, not even the candle flame on the table did not shake for half a minute, and the sharp spikes on the front section of the nine-section whip were already approaching Fuyao, pointing directly at his throat.

Feng Yicheng saw that the infiltrator standing in the shadows was motionless, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart——- if he sneaked into this ordinary demon cultivator, I am afraid that this blow would definitely not be able to dodge.

It's a pity that it's not an ordinary demon cultivator standing there, but the Holy Lord of the Demon Realm.

"Humph!"

Fu Shao didn't move a bit, just snorted coldly, Feng Yicheng felt that all parts of his body were sealed, and he couldn't move anymore. The incomparable coercion coerced his body, and the pain of tearing came from the hundreds of limbs in an instant.

Feng Yicheng, who was powerless to follow, naturally couldn't attack Fuyao anymore, and fell from mid-air with a snap, twisting painfully in front of Fuyao like a fish out of the water and dying.

"Dare to do it with me, you are so bold."

Feng Yicheng is stupid at this time, and he knows who the person in front of him is. He struggled to endure the severe pain and got up, trembling and kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to Fuyao a few times: "Holy Lord forgive sins, Holy Lord forgive sins!" ”

"Forgiveness?" Fuyao looked coldly at Feng Yicheng, who was trembling on the ground, but he did not relax the slightest coercion. "Where is your sin?"

"I ......" Feng Yicheng quickly poured the black market matter like a bean, but the Fuyao in front of him was unmoved, only steady.

"What else?"

And also? What else did he do?

Feng Yicheng was bitter, but a terrible clue suddenly flashed in his mind, connecting several things together.

Frangipani, the daughter of Frangipani, blocking the way, Holy Lord......

My God, that little girl who doesn't look amazing is the daughter of the Holy Lord and Frangipani!!