A small bowl of steamed shredded rabbit porridge will be fed in a short time.

Su Zhiyue covered the soft handkerchief with his long fingers and wiped the corners of her small mouth: "Do you want to eat more?" ”

"To~"

Hungry Derpy, the soft and glutinous voice is rarely urgent.

After a while.

"And also!"

……

"And also!"

Su Zhiyue......

I can't feed it anymore, does her little belly want to burst?

Ah Chan "oops, oops" while holding his stomach and rolling on the bed.

Outside.

The disciples of the Zixiao Sect "crackled" and calculated, calculating how much money they would have to pay for burning down other people's mountains.

A total of three hundred taels.

Plus 100 spiritual plants.

Spirit beasts don't.

Fortunately, it is a small hill, there are not many spiritual objects, and the loss is not big.

Su Zhiyue's cold figure sat in the outer main seat.

On either side are the heads or elders of the various sects.

"All the compensation is from the Zixiao Sect, that child, the deity will take it away."

Su Zhiyue said slowly.

Ah Chan, who was rolling in the room, was small and small.

"Little boy wants to take me away?"

She knew that even if the whole world didn't want her, the little girl would want it!

Ah Chan hugged his little belly, rolled "grunt", and fell out of bed.

[Dumb treasure, all knead, all knead! ] 】

Don't rub it, she wants to find a little girl.

Ah Chan staggered to his feet.

Outside, the white-clothed head stroked his hand and sighed: "Take it away, take it away." ”

He was really scared of that little demon boy.

Su Zhiyue was indifferent, and his eyes couldn't see the slightest wave.

The eyes were slightly narrowed, but there was something to hide: "What about the ashes of the demon phoenix?" ”

【Ashes? 】

The tip of the system's ears jumped.

"Here."

The white-clothed head carefully held a celadon vase-shaped magic weapon.

This was given to him by Su Zhiyue before the little demon boy woke up.

Tell him to go to the ravine to collect the ashes.

Although the demon phoenix is dead, the ashes are still alive, and those who cultivate to a low level are easy to be invaded by the residual demonic energy.

This ash needs to be sealed by someone with advanced mana.

Su Zhiyue is naturally the best choice.

The jade glaze has a long finger and takes the celadon bottle.

The demon phoenix has been eliminated, but his cultivation has not improved at all.

There is no breakthrough in the bottleneck of ascension.

Others may not be able to detect the anomaly of the Demon Phoenix, but he.

As soon as the mana clashed with it, he knew that the demon phoenix had no children in his womb.

Demon Phoenix, deceived them all.

Before he died, he stared deeply at the little girl, and suddenly attacked the little girl...

And that little girl, the unusually strong internal force in the pulse...

[I see, Dumb Treasure! 】

The system woke up suddenly.

Loud shouts.

Frightened, Ah Chan, who had just walked out of the inner room, paused.

[Dumb treasure, that ashes, it seems... Looks like your dad? 】

[You're an egg!] 】

A chan with a crooked little head...... The little face gradually wrinkled.

[Hold it down, you must not let Su Zhiyue know. 】

When the system tested her, she found that something was wrong.

[You are a demon egg, Su Zhiyue is an immortal revisionist, you are a natural rival. 】

[If he knew that you were the son of the Demon Phoenix, you, you would be like your father, and you would become a handful of ashes in his hand! 】

The system finally understood.

[No wonder you have such a destructive power this time, it turns out that you are a little devil egg.] 】

[This secret must rot in the stomach, no one can say it, the little hands can no longer wave around, and if those immortal cultivators find out that you are a demon egg, you will be finished. 】

"Oh!"

Ah Chan covered his mouth with his little hand.

As soon as he covered it, he quickly put it down, his thin arms were close to his small body, and his small mouth was tightened.

She didn't say a word, she didn't move.

Su Zhiyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and opened them slightly.

and faced the little girl who didn't dare to move.

As soon as the fingertips are closed, the urn is retracted into the sleeve.

The cold figure of the wind blowing Yushu had already reached her.

Bent over slightly, warm his palm in front of her: "Stupid Poke, follow me back to Zixiao Sect?" ”。

[Dumb treasure, be cautious, be cautious! ] 】