"Whoosh!" A sound pierced the sky, and there was a loud bang that shocked the sky, and time seemed to be forbidden.

The eighth sister, who closed her eyes tightly, could only hear her heartbeat, "bang" was about to jump out of her chest, and in a moment of nervousness, from being rescued by "Seventh Brother" to learning art in the Phantom Sword Pavilion for five years, it flashed through her mind now, is it a good memory before death?

"Eighth sister, are you okay?" The familiar voice is still so low and warm, and the eighth sister opens her eyes to look at the familiar figure that she has been thinking about day and night.

The voice was soft, sweet and greasy, and he called out as usual: "Master! ”

"Hmmm! It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're not hurt. There are no words of concern, but a few words reveal the concern and worry in my heart.

Feng Ruohan looked at the eighth sister's happy little face expressionlessly, with a faint sourness.

The little white fox entered the arms of the eighth sister, and the eighth sister also hugged the little white fox tightly. Stroking the hairy head that rubbed his chin back and forth, it could be considered to have found the master in time.

Feng Bayun pulled Feng Ruohan and said fiercely: "You dead boy, don't die, see how I clean you up when I go back." ”

Looking at his father, the lord of the city, he went to recruit people to save him regardless of the danger, and immediately understood his hard work, gave him a smile that he had never given since he was a child, and smiled and gave this hug that he had never given, a hug between father and son, and said in a low voice: "Old man, thank you for everything you have done for me." ”

Feng Bayun didn't know where to put his stunned hand, tears flashed in his old eyes, is this Feng Ruohan who is lawless and doesn't take his father seriously? Has Feng Ruohan, who has never given him a good face and is spoiled by him?

The old man looked at Feng Ruohan in disbelief: "Is your son really you?" Isn't there an evil spirit? ”

"Yes, Daddy, your son and I are not evil, and I am fine." Feng Ruohan still couldn't help but roll his eyes, he was not used to this old man suddenly being good to him.

"Hehehe! Great, hehehe......! Feng Bayun couldn't help but smirk, his son is not the legendary indifferent and ruthless, the six relatives don't recognize him, at least he still recognizes him as a father, what did this fox sister instill in him, so that such a naughty kid who gave him a headache has also changed, and his disgust with the fox sister was a little less before, but he thanked her a little.

Just saw this stinky boy disregarding his own life and blocking in front of the fox eighth sister, thinking about it, he was angry in his heart. I couldn't help but look at the fox eight sisters with resentment, just met the black eyes like shining stars, and smiled at him without any scheming, which made this overlord who had lived for hundreds of years and looked down on the world also cheered.

The stinky boy who he couldn't change after spending so much effort over the years was changed by this inconspicuous little girl in just over a month, he really couldn't underestimate her, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel beautiful, only the dark pupils revealed an aura like stars, which was incomparable to others.

Or this is also a catastrophe, a catastrophe that the stinky boy can't escape, and now he only hopes that this catastrophe won't take away his favorite son, and if he can't avoid it, let his father help share it!

"Whoosh ......" The sound of the sword continued to surround the demon king, Jun Qisang did not dare to be distracted at all, pulled the eighth sister behind him, and used all his strength to deal with the demon king, today the power of these people wants to kill the demon king, it is impossible to think about it, this demon has just woken up with such a strong mana, if it is allowed to devour the rest of the demons and monsters in the Rakshasa Tower, then the world will be a bloody catastrophe.

"Let's find a way to lure the demon king back to the top of the tower and use the trapping demon array to temporarily trap it."

Jun Qisang took back the Bafang Sword, turned his head to the people, if it was consumed, they would all die in this Rakshasa Tower, the demon king would break out of the tower, set off a bloody storm in the world, it would be an irresistible catastrophe, this catastrophe was caused by the eighth sister, he must stop it, he can't let the demon king break out of the tower, and he can't let people know that it was the eighth sister who woke up the demon king with the blood of evil spirit, so that the eighth sister will become the target of the demon fairy, so that she has no place to stand, he must protect her.

"Then how can we lead this beast to the top of the tower?"

The demon king once had the eight-sided sword that he had withdrawn, and when he didn't attack it, he used the devouring Dafa to absorb the little demon on the side to recover his mana.

"Not good! This beast is starting to devour the little goblin, and we must hurry. Jun Qisang was also shocked, he couldn't let the demon king devour the little demon, otherwise they would all die in this tower in less than a quarter of an hour, and it would become a delicacy for the demon king to recover his mana.

"Then what to do, master!" The pitch-black eyes looked at Jun Qisang with great trust, and the few personal guards brought by Feng Bayun saw everything in front of them, and they were also panicked, and their legs were a little weak.

Everyone is looking at Jun Qisang expectantly, but now they can only trust him, and they don't know if this young man can be trusted. I was nervous.

Jun Qisang gasped, changed his usual coldness, looked at the eighth sister very seriously and said, "Eighth sister! Do you trust the master? ”

"Of course, you are my master, of course I trust you."

"That's good! Stretch out your palms. ”

The eighth sister stretched out her right hand, which had just been wounded with a long wound and was bandaged by Feng Ruohan with a handkerchief, and she somewhat understood the master's thoughts, but no matter what, she trusted him, even if she wanted her life, she would trust him!

Jun Qisang's eyes were extremely affirmative, and he said gently: "Close your eyes." Picked up the Bafang Sword and made a deep stab on the scabbed wound of the eighth sister, the blood was like an infusion, and the blood filled the small tower with evil blood, everyone was also shocked, Feng Ruohan even raised his breath and poured it into the palm of his hand at that moment. But seeing that the demon king stopped devouring the little demon, Feng Ruohan immediately understood Jun Qisang's approach, but he also had some hatred in his heart, hating that he shouldn't use the eighth sister as bait. But helplessly.

The demon king who was devouring the little demon smelled the tempting evil aura, stopped and continued to devour the little demon, and turned his head to pounce on the eighth sister.