The Demon Boy came to the world, a remote village.

A tall, thin figure standing a foot tall stood in an empty courtyard, carrying a little girl who looked no more than a year or two old.

"Hmm...... The scent of the Terrans. The tall, thin figure spoke in a voice as dry as the rubbing of a hard stone.

It had a gray bird's head, blood-red eyes, undisguised cruelty and cruelty, and carried the little girl's hand, though not wings, but more like a human hand, but covered with cold, hard gray feathers.

"The ancestor fled all the way here with me, and there was no one on the road, but I didn't expect that I would come here today to relax, and I actually casually encountered such tender meat!"

There was undisguised excitement in the bird demon's dry voice: "And it's still two!" ”

"I'm the young master of the Blue Feather Falcon Clan, do you think you can avoid my eyes?" The harpy turned his head to look due east, his blood-red eyes revealing a terrifying and fierce light, "Come out, Terran imp!" ”

"Hide? Master, I'll hide from you? Nezha summoned a fire-tipped spear from the dantian and walked out of the woods, "If it weren't for the young master, I was too lazy to hide, would you still be able to find me?" ”

"Yo! I'm still a practitioner! ”

The bird demon looked at the red-colored flame-tipped spear in Nezha's hand, and became a little more serious in his heart - although such a little human doll must be pitifully weak, but because of this, if he accidentally suffered a loss in his hands, then the face of the young master of the green feather would be gone.

Although there was some seriousness in his heart, he didn't let go of the little girl in his hand - even if he didn't use his real body, he needed to hold the Terran girl in one hand, he was as invincible as Qinghao!

As a big demon who came out of the ancient forest Tianze Forest, in this kind of remote town of the human race, Qing Hao didn't even pay attention to the two human masters who were guarding here, let alone a human child.

"Little ghost, I see that you also have some traces of cultivation on your body, and you still have a magic weapon in your hand, I will give you a chance......"

Before Qing Hao's words fell, Nezha had already disappeared from his sight with a fire-tipped spear.

"Bang-"

The dull sound of flesh impact sounded, Qing Hao held the girl's arm in a sharp pain, almost unconscious, he looked down and saw that the girl who was originally in his hand was gone.

"Twitter, twitter, you're really worthy of being a bird!"

Nezha stood not far behind him, holding a red gold gun in one hand and a girl in the other, "Come on, little gray bird, let me play with you, don't worry, for your sake, I'll let you, with only one hand!" ”

"You!"

Qing Hao glared at Nezha, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense.

Following his own ancestor from Tianzelin all the way here, Qing Hao's demon power was already seriously consumed, and he originally relied on his deep cultivation, thinking that even if the demon power was greatly damaged, no one in such a small place was his opponent, but as soon as he wanted to come out and make a tooth sacrifice, he knocked on the hard stubble.

"——!"

Qing Hao's body emitted a blue-gray light, and after a cry full of tyranny and murderous intent, it turned into a large falcon with a wingspan of two feet and blue-gray feathers.

The color of the feathers of the green feather falcon family indicates the state of its demonic power, the greener the feather color, the more abundant its demonic power, if the feathers turn gray, it is a serious lack of demonic power.

When he first revealed his true body, he used the secret method of the clan to recover four or five percent of his demonic power, and his momentum around him soared, and he was confident that he would be able to deal with such a yellow-haired child of the human race.

"The little ghost of the human race, just now the young master was careless, and now he ...... Yes! ”

Before the words fell, Qing Hao, who was originally flying more than ten feet above the ground, was suddenly jumped up by Nezha holding the girl, and then swept down fiercely with a fire-tipped gun.

If it weren't for Nezha's control method, the girl in his arms would have died with just this jump.

"Little brother...... It's amazing......"

The girl in Nezha's hand opened her arms at Nezha, babbling muttered vague praise.

This child is also really bold, he was silent when he was caught in his hand by the bird demon before, and after being rescued by Nezha, he also lay quietly in his arms, Nezha even thought that the child was either dumb and stupid, or was cursed by the bird demon, but he didn't expect to suddenly open his mouth now.

"Ah......" Nezha was stunned for a moment when he heard her speak, and after hearing what the kid was saying, he uncharacteristically showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, "Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

"Kick...... Kick ......"

She stretched out her hand vigorously, as if to touch Nezha's face.

"Kick? What to kick? Kick the yokai? ”

Hearing the kick, Nezha's first thought was this.

"Shuttlecock...... Shuttlecock...... Shuttlecock ......"

The girl shook her head and continued to speak in a vague voice.

"Shuttlecock? Kick the shuttlecock?! ”

Nezha was startled, looking at the little girl in his arms, and a familiar scene suddenly appeared in his dusty memory.

"You...... You're the one who was going to kick the shuttlecock with me before?! ”

Nezha looked at the little girl and asked in surprise.

"Kick...... Kick...... Shuttlecock ......"

The little girl nodded.

Nezha said in surprise: "I ......"

"——!"

Qing Hao, who was shot down by Nezha and fell into the village, collapsed and knocked down a large number of houses, and fell to the ground hard, and it took a long time to recover.

Qing Hao, who came back to his senses, was shocked and angry, and directly cast the forbidden technique, wanting to fight Nezha for life and death, he let out a high-pitched cry, and the feathers all over his body turned into pure cyan, and his body surface was bathed in blood-colored fluorescence, and his body size also increased to four or five zhang.

It flapped its wings violently, and the feathers on its wings stood up, hard and sharp, far beyond the mortal divine weapon.

"Terran imp, this young man wants you to ...... Burst! ”

Qing Hao's angry drink was only halfway through drinking, and he was shot away by Nezha, who was even angrier, and flew back backwards at a faster speed along the same road.

The blade of the fire-tipped spear sliced through its feathers and body, leaving a long wound, and large pieces of purple-black demon blood filled with violent demonic energy spurted out, most of which fell to the ground one after another, and a small part sprayed towards Nezha and the girl in his arms.

Seeing this, Nezha immediately turned sideways and blocked the demon blood with his body.

All the warm demon blood was blocked by Nezha's body, and not a drop fell on the girl.

Although his body was made slimy by demon blood, he was very uncomfortable, but looking at the clean girl on his body, Nezha subconsciously smiled.

"Little brother...... Dirty...... Dirty...... Rub ......"

The girl in Nezha's arms happened to see a small piece of blood splashed on his face, and stretched out her hand vigorously to wipe it off for him.

Nezha leaned his face over, and the girl's soft little hands rubbed awkwardly against the blood stains on his face.

"Wow——!"

Suddenly, the girl stopped and began to cry.

"How...... What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden? ”

Nezha suddenly panicked and asked anxiously to the girl.

"It hurts...... Hurt...... Hand ......"

The girl raised her hand clinging to the demon's blood in front of Nezha's eyes, and her delicate little hands were covered with scars—they were cut by the demonic energy in the demon's blood.

The knowledge from Taiyi in his brain made Nezha quickly react to what was happening, and he hurriedly put away the fire-tipped spear and carefully wiped the demon blood from the girl's palm with his own hand.

After wiping off the demon blood, Nezha blew on the girl's wound again, trying to alleviate her pain.

After a while, the girl's crying gradually stopped.

Nezha set his eyes on the wounds on his body and Qinghao, who was bleeding from his mouth in the village below.

The village is not far from the sea, and the people in the village generally rely on fishing and planting some crops to make a living, at this time, most of the people in the village, both men and women, work outside, and the children cannot see the home, so they play next to the working parents.

Although Qinghao smashed a lot of houses, he didn't cause any casualties except for frightening many villagers who rushed over in search of movement.

The villagers who rushed over looked at the green feather falcon demon Qing Hao, who had a wingspan of several feet and looked miserable, shivering.

Qing Hao looked at Nezha, who was staring at him coldly in the sky, and also trembled.