Feng Jiao couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, made drowsy by the story told by Han Xing.

But Han Xing kept chattering, and there was even a glitter in his eyes.

At this time, Feng Jiao couldn't see that this Demon Emperor Hanxing was clearly in love with the banshee cultivator named Jun Nianxi, but he probably didn't realize this problem yet.

It's a pity that she can't speak now, otherwise, she can use this boring time to help Han Xing analyze and analyze, point out this ignorant young man, and let him hug the beauty.

Feng Jiao was thinking like this in her heart, but found that Han Xing's storytelling voice stopped abruptly, and his whole expression became serious.

She subconsciously raised her head to look at him, but after seeing Han Xing's expression, she suddenly said to her: "Little kitten, something bad is coming, are you afraid?" ”

Feng Jiao heard a bit of cynicism from Han Xing's voice.

Just as she looked up at the Demon Emperor whose legs were petrified, a black mist suddenly seeped in from the crack in the closed stone door of the stone room, and soon formed the appearance of a terrifying black giant.

The tall black giant, whose head almost touched the ceiling of the stone chamber, was more than four meters tall, raised a mace made of smoke and rushed towards Feng Jiao and the cold star sitting on the chair.

As the so-called artist is bold, Han Xing didn't even bother to dodge, just stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the air in his fingertips flew out like a bullet composed of air, and with a bang, the black fog giant was scattered.

However, those tangible and intangible black fog soon gathered together again, forming the form of a black fog giant.

This time, Han Xing raised his eyebrows, and did not wait for the giant's body to successfully condense before making a move.

He waved his hand to be a cold ice qi, and immediately sealed the black mist in the ice, and did not forget to smile at the little white cat that he put on his knees: "Little guy, it's okay now." That bad thing, I can't move anymore. Well, we should get out of this place and find another stone room to stay in. ”

"After all, with such a big block of ice here, the temperature will drop. It's a low temperature, but it's not as comfortable as it was just now. ”

As he spoke, Han Xing used his demonic power to float, and with a flick of his hand like just now, he touched the mechanism that opened the door of the stone room, and even the person with the chair floated, and with the little white cat that Feng Jiao had become, he left the stone room and walked on a dark passage.

"Gee, this passage looks like a long one, and the next stone chamber should be quite far from here. Don't worry, little one. Han Xing said to Feng Jiao with a smile in his voice.

Feng Jiao squinted her eyes and looked at the passage quietly.

There are three traps in the passage, two on top of bluestone floor tiles, and one on the stone wall next to it, which is made into the shape of a wall lamp.

Feng Jiao thought to herself, Hanxing's chair was floating in the air, so they didn't have to worry about the two mechanisms on the ground. As long as Hanxing didn't deliberately die and touched the lamp on the stone wall, they should be safe.