Demon Palace

Mi Zuo knelt outside the temple gate, and two sturdy men covered with scars each held a thorny whip in their hands, which was full of sharp thorns, and threw it at Mi Zuo's back one after another.

Mi You stood on the steps on the side and looked at Mi Zuo, who was clenching his teeth and silent, and sighed twice, unable to hear whether it was sarcasm or something joking, "The king didn't say to punish you, you yourself have itchy skin, and I can't wait to take a few hits." ”

Mi Zuo didn't even glance at Mi Zuo, felt the whip on his back stop, and said angrily in a low voice, "Go on." ”

As the words fell, the whip fell on his back again mercilessly, and a splash of flesh and blood flew up and down, and Mi Right chuckled and turned away.

Mi Zuo is lucky, as soon as he came back, the king fainted, and when he woke up again, he didn't seem to have any impression of what happened in the Yama jungle before, and Mi Zuo wanted to confess and was stopped by him.

The lotus petals were given to Long Qianhua by the king, and Mizuo went to Long Qianhua to ask for it on his own initiative, which was already provoking, and he even wanted to kill people later, hehe.

The king may not care whether Long Qianhua is dead or alive, even if Jun Feng did save Long Qianhua before, it was just something that the king did when he was not conscious, but in their Demon Palace, the only rule was absolute obedience.

Lost to the left, guilty of a capital crime.

"Wang, I have something to report. Mi You stood at the door of the hall and spoke respectfully, his expression was no longer as easy as he had teased Mi Zuo before, and there was a hint of coldness in his still immature eyes.

"Enter. ”

Mi You pushed the door in, walked through the long hall, walked to a dark black door and stood still, the door was ajar, but Mi You didn't dare to look in at all, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, "Luo Yan came to report, Suzaku has changed." ”

Jun Feng didn't respond, just kept rubbing an ice cube in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mi Right waited in the same place, and after three hours, Mi Zuo came over with a bowl of blood-red decoction, and Mi Right quietly took half a step back, giving up his position to Mi Zuo.

"King, it's time for you to drink the medicine. ”

Jun Feng still didn't react, he looked at the left and right, shook his head, and signaled that it had always been the case, the left frowned, the injury on his back was still painful, but he couldn't care about himself at this time, and hurriedly walked in, but as a result, as soon as the person stepped into the threshold, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming, and his whole person fell back uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Mi You stepped forward without saying a word, caught the medicine bowl in Mi Zuo's hand, looked at the few drops that spilled out due to shaking distressedly, and looked at Mi Zuo complainingly, this thing is very rare, and the energy contained in a drop is not comparable to a fifteen-level spirit core.

Mi Zuo suppressed the blood that he wanted to spit out in his mouth, but fortunately Mi Zuo caught the medicine bowl, otherwise his death would not be enough to atone for his sins.

Jun Feng stood up and put the ice cube into his sleeve, a pair of golden pupils like the hottest sun in summer, falling on Mi Zuo made him feel as if he was about to be burned.

"What's the news from Luo Yun?" Jun Feng glanced at the medicine bowl on the fan's right hand, his brows tightened, but he still snatched it from the fan's right hand without saying a word and swallowed it in one gulp.

Mi Zuo Mi Right breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and with a touch of his wrist, a water droplet as big as the mouth of a bottle hung above his palm, and Mi Right gently wiped it on it with his other hand, and immediately Luo Yan's figure appeared in the wine.

"King, there is a change in the imperial city. ”

The Imperial City, the capital of the Vermilion Bird Country, and the main station of the Demon Domain in the Yunchuan Continent.