1057 Empathy
"Little guy, you must grow up peacefully, and you must learn a lot of skills to protect yourself and your people, you know?" Feng Jiao said.
To say goodbye to the little one, she also felt a little sour in her nose.
However, she still endured the reluctance in her heart, and tried her best to speak to the little fire fox in a gentle tone.
The little guy shook his head, looked at Feng Jiao with tears in his eyes, and hummed at her aggrievedly, completely showing his reluctance to her.
Feng Jiao rubbed the little guy's hairy head, said a few more words to the Fire Fox King and the princess, and then walked into the Demon Emperor's Mansion of the Cold Star with Ling Yuan.
Seeing his fairy sister drifting away, the little fire fox suddenly let out a muffled cry, and waved her little claws at Feng Jiao vigorously, as if she was saying goodbye to her.
Although Feng Jiao turned around and looked at the little guy and waved his hand, she still walked into the Demon Emperor's Mansion with Ling Yuan and them.
She was waving goodbye to the little fire fox, and Ling Yuan's attention was all on Feng Jiao's body, so none of them noticed that the Demon Emperor Hanxing turned his head more than once and fell on Feng Jiao's body.
Han Xing thought to himself, Miss Feng Jiao was the same as the girl in his heart, Jun Nianxi, they were both kind people.
If Jun Nianxi meets the little fire fox, he will definitely not sit idly by.
He didn't know that this was the first time he felt that Feng Jiao and Jun Nianxi were similar. 2018
In a trance, he welcomed the guests into his mansion, suddenly thought of something, turned around, and smiled at Feng Jiao: "By the way, Miss Feng Jiao, what are we going to eat tonight?" β
Feng Jiao was immersed in the sadness of being separated from the little fire fox, and she hadn't come back to her senses for a while.
When Qian Mo heard this, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and took the first step to say: "Lord Demon Emperor, as the host, you still want our wife to prepare the meal, this kind of hospitality is too rude, right?" β
"I don't think that's rude." Demon Emperor Hanxing shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, I've never tasted anyone who can make a more delicious meal than Miss Feng Jiao." The chef of the human race can't do it, and the chef of our demon clan can't do it. β
Even the chefs in the Demon Emperor's Mansion only simply grilled all kinds of meat and used it for him and the guests of the Emperor's Mansion to eat.
And those demon clans with relatively low cultivation levels, as well as demon people who can't cultivate, most of the things they eat every day are raw meat.
On the demon clan's side, how could there be a chef who is good at cooking.
Han Xing's phoenix eyes with a cynical evil spirit glanced at Feng Jiao, and threw a charming look: "This gentleman thinks that compared to the so-called host's face, it is more important for everyone to be able to eat well and eat comfortably." What does Miss Feng Jiao think? β
Ling Yuan narrowed his eyes and blocked his little cook behind him, his tall figure blocked the gaze of the Demon Emperor Hanxing: "Let's not talk about the problem of eating." You'd better put away your indecent appearance for Benjun. If you dare to look at Benjun's wife with this kind of gaze again, be careful that Benjun gouges out your eyes! β
"Oh, Miss Fengjiao, your fiancΓ© is so fierce! Do you want to think about it and change to someone who is more gentle? Demon Emperor Hanxing said as he deliberately stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.