The three of them stood in place, discussing.

"That's it? I wanted to watch a good show, but I didn't see anything, and I saw an old man being trained. The big black face said with regret.

"But it's quite relieving." The demon Xiaorou was full of interest, seeing Ye Qianhe being beaten and scolded, his heart was much more balanced.

"If you confront her in the future, you will fight when you go up, and don't give her a chance to speak." Zhen Ye concluded.

That poisonous tongue is too poisonous, scolding can scold people to death, as long as she opens her mouth, wait to vomit blood, and she doesn't need to fight. The dignified demon emperor and young master were insulted by humans, even if he thought that he would be defeated without a fight, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing and humiliating?

"Young master, where are we going now?" The big black face asked.

"Let's take a look at the traps first." Zhen Ye was very interested in those traps.

"Well, I've never seen anyone set a trap so insidiously and viciously, one ring after another, let's go and see." The big black face was afraid of chaos in the world, so he nodded again and again, it would be better if he could learn it.

"I think it's okay to forget it." The demon said with some unease.

As soon as the words fell, he was dragged by a big black face. Once again, I couldn't help but follow.

"Awesome, awesome, how did she come up with such a trap?" The big black face sighed endlessly while carefully studying the trap left by Ling Chuxi.

"It's too ruthless, it's really too ruthless, even if the gods come, they have to fall into skin." The demon forgot the uneasiness just now, and now he is also excited.

"Alas, this opponent is not easy to deal with." Zhen Ye held his chin, and his handsome face, which was still a little childish, was calm. Said contemplatively, subconsciously taking a step back.

Then, his expression froze, and his eyes widened.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?" The big black face and the demon turned around, and saw the strange look on the young master's face.

"Here, why is there a trap, when was it laid, why didn't I find it?" Zhen Ye asked bitterly.

His feet were stepping on a small dirt pit, and the itching sensation instantly spread all over his body, and even the bones seemed to be bitten by ants.

"How so?" Zhen Ye suddenly remembered that when Ling Chuxi set up the trap and retreated, he seemed to have accidentally twisted it, and then landed a little heavier, stepping out of a snow pit, which was exactly where he was standing now.

I thought she was careless, but I didn't expect it to be a trap.

The more you are a master of poison, the more careful you are, and the more imperceptible the trap, the easier it is to arouse the vigilance of others, and the more powerful the poison, the stronger the breath. This is Ling Chuxi's conclusion.

Therefore, this snow pit that seems to be unintentionally twisted and stepped on is the real trap, not with poison, but with a crispy itch powder that is more difficult to find and more unbearable than poison. As for the effect of this medicinal powder, it has been perfectly tested on His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince of Dinglin Kingdom and Feng Zitian, if you want to know how Lu Dao feels, just ask them.

Of course, it's okay to ask the future Demon Emperor.

It was icy and snowy, but Zhen Ye's handsome little face was already flushed, and his eyes flashed with a frenzied red light.

"Young master, you have nothing to do, you must not have an accident!" Even a fool could tell that he was poisoned, and the demon and the big black face pounced at the same time.