Chapter 703: He's Not a Demon Prince
Chasing Sun met her eyes, and said angrily: "What kind of eyes are you?" β
Akabane muttered, "No, I just think you can see it quite openly." β
Those kings wanted to bring the demon king down.
They don't care about these kings, but chasing the sun is different, the demon king is the father of chasing the sun.
Although he muttered, the voice was not small, and several people heard it.
After Chasing Sun heard it, he wanted to say something, but he was glared at by the West Temple, and finally didn't say anything.
Although he didn't say it, he still couldn't help but slander him.
Pull it down, pull it down, what does it have to do with him?
He's not the prince of the demon clan.
Akabane led the group to the study.
When the group arrived, they saw the door of the study open, and Feng Zhuo, Agaluo, and a few others walked out.
Facing each other, Feng Zhuo's purple eyes narrowed, and his eyes looked coldly at Chi Yu holding Fu Ling's hand.
This time, not only Akabane felt the chill, but even the Fuling and several people felt it.
Chi Yu was still very afraid of Feng Zhuo, and as soon as he felt the chill that Feng Zhuo could freeze people, he immediately let go of his hand and said, "Little Demon King, Fu Ling wants to see you, I specially brought her." β
Whisk: "??? β
Feng Zhuo didn't speak, just looked at Chi Yu with a cold gaze.
Akabane laughed dryly twice and ducked behind Fu Ling, while he couldn't help but scold.
The little devil is too domineering, right?
Just holding hands, she didn't do anything else.
"Feng Zhuo." Seeing that Chi Yu was so frightened that she hid behind her, Fu Ling kindly relieved the siege: "Chi Yu said that you were busy just now, are you done now?" β
"It's over." Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling, the coldness on his face dissipated, his eyes were full of tenderness, he raised his hand and beckoned, "Ah Ling, come here." β
Seeing this, Fu Ling walked over.
Waiting for Fu Ling to walk in front of him, Feng Zhuo reached out to hold Fu Ling's hand, and then turned to look at the few people behind him: "This is my fiancΓ©e." β
Behind Feng Zhuo were several men.
When several men heard this, their expressions were a little strange, but because Feng Zhuo was there, several people didn't dare to be presumptuous, and one of them said with a smile: "I have long heard that the Chosen Goddess is stunning and captivating, and when I see it today, it is really a heavenly and human posture, and it is unparalleled." β
"The little devil and the chosen goddess, a perfect match, a perfect match."
"It's a good match."
A few people looked at Fu Ling and didn't want to praise it, but because of Feng Zhuo's face, they had to say.
Letting them praise the Chosen Goddess of the Temple is simply letting them slap themselves in the face.
Because of the sealing array, except for the previous kings, who were good at hiding and did not show their hatred at any time, the hatred of the other kings for the temple and the people of the temple was quite obvious.
If it was the rest of the temple standing in front of them, maybe a fight would have started at this time.
The garbage temple, set up a sealing array, trap them, and dare to run to the demons?
Feng Zhuo frowned at what a few people said, extremely dissatisfied, but he didn't want a few people to say too much, wasting time, so he said, "It's not too early, let's go." β
Several kings didn't want to look at Fu Ling, Feng Zhuo's words fell, and he immediately took the order to retreat.
When the kings left, leaving only his own people, Feng Zhuo's expression eased a little, and he turned his head to look at Fu Ling and asked, "Did you encounter anything on the way here?" β
Hearing this, Fu Ling shook his head: "There is no accident, it is safe." β
"It's late today." Feng Zhuo said indifferently: "Agaluo, arrange a room for them, let them rest for one night first, and talk about it tomorrow." β
"Yes." Agaluo responded, then looked at Ye Mingxuan and the others, and said, "Follow me." β