Chapter 577: Do You Want to Find Your Own Death?

Fang Ze stayed in this small world for four or five days.

These days, the man and woman in white have not appeared.

The magic lamp boy has never shown up.

Even the golden finch rarely showed up, except for occasionally coming over to ask if Fang Ze was used to living.

However, the demon clan man with two horns on his head appeared in Fang Ze's sight from time to time, obviously he was still highly vigilant against Fang Ze.

Fang Ze only smiled faintly at this, and didn't pay attention to it.

After a few more days like this, the golden finch appeared in front of Fang Ze again.

"Mr. Fang, our young master is invited!" She said with great respect.

Although her contact with Fang Ze was limited during this time, based on her feelings, Fang Ze's ability to come here seemed to be related to a certain major event, and the young master called him sir.

The title of this gentleman is not something that ordinary people can afford, and it is also called by the mouth of their young master.

This made her feel that Fang Ze was extraordinary, but he was not an ordinary Terran minor monk.

In addition, these days, whenever this person is mentioned, the young master's expression seems to be extremely complicated.

This made her feel something faintly.

Therefore, his attitude towards Fang Ze was even more sloppy.

"By the way, I still don't know what your young master is called?"

As the golden finch was halfway through, Fang Ze couldn't help but chuckle and asked.

"His Highness Luo Yu!" The Goldfinch replied respectfully.

"Luo Yu!" Fang Ze nodded and didn't ask anything more.

"Mr. Fang!" The golden finch was slightly hesitant, and then he still felt the need to remind, "This time the young master invited not only Mr. Fang, but also the son of the Jiao Demon King!" ”

"The son of the Jiao Demon King?" Fang Ze couldn't help but pause.

"The Jiao Demon King is a senior of my demon clan, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and his son Xiao Jiao Wang is the top master of the younger generation of my demon clan, Mr. Fang, you have to be careful of him."

"Why?" Fang Ze couldn't help but smile and look at the golden finch.

Seeing Fang Ze smiling at herself, the Golden Finch's face couldn't help but flush slightly, but soon, she returned to normal and whispered: "This little Jiao King has always been extremely conceited, this time our demon clan is in the world, he wants to show his strength, I am afraid that he will take Mr. Fang to stand up." ”

Fang Ze just smiled lightly, wanting to take him to Liwei?

"Also, this little Jiao King has always been interested in our young master."

The goldfinch then whispered another reminder with a hint of meaning.

Seeing the golden finch's expression, Fang Ze was slightly stunned, what does this matter to him?

This is a magnificent palace.

It seems to be the main hall of this small world, carved beams and painted columns, resplendent and magnificent.

Fang Ze admired the demon great supernatural who created this small world, and independently created a small world, this kind of means was really breathtaking.

Under the leadership of the golden finch, Fang Ze walked into the main hall.

The moment he stepped into the main hall, several eyes fell on him at the same time.

One of them, the sharpest gaze, but at the same time with a deep disdain.

"A monk of the human race dares to step into the hall of our demon race!" The owner of the gaze let out a cold snort.

"This is the Little Jiao King." The golden finch hung her head slightly and whispered, obviously she was a little afraid of this little Jiao King.

Fang Ze's expression did not change much, he just walked into the hall with an indifferent face.

At this time, Luo Yu didn't seem to have appeared yet, and in the main hall, several young demon sons were sitting inside.

Seeing that Fang Ze ignored his words, he didn't even look at this side, and the arrogant little Jiaowang, who was dressed in green clothes, suddenly slapped the table.

"Bold Terran monk, dare not to look at this king in his eyes!"

Then, a cyan claw like water grabbed Fang Ze.

Bursts of fierce wind suddenly came from the void.

This is the claw of the dragon manifested by the little Jiaowang, which is amazingly powerful, extremely terrifying, and merciless.

It seems that as soon as he met, he didn't ask for any reason, and he wanted to put Fang Ze to death.

And those other demon sons just looked at them coldly, in their opinion, whether Fang Ze lived or died had nothing to do with them.

There was even a faint look of schadenfreude.

After all, a human race monk was able to get the appreciation of His Royal Highness Luo Yu and stay in this small world as a guest, which made them a little unhappy with Fang Ze.

The Gorse was shocked, it was too late to stop it.

Seeing that the dragon's claws enveloping Fang Ze, he was about to step forward to block this blow for Fang Ze.

After all, although she felt that Fang Ze was indeed extraordinary, but the realm was only the Heavenly Pill Realm, and Xiao Jiao Wang had already reached the Heavenly Demon Realm, which was equivalent to the Dragon Transformation Realm of the Human Race, and was the top master of the younger generation of the Demon Clan, how could she be able to block Xiao Jiao King's blow.

It's just that her figure hasn't moved yet.

I only heard a voice like a hollow valley orchid but full of endless majesty: "Presumptuous! ”

The dragon claw that attacked Fang Ze was also at this moment, like spring snow meeting the sun, and immediately dissipated into the void.

It was Luo Yu who appeared in the main hall at this time.

She is still dressed in men's clothes, holding a folding fan, and her white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy in the dust.

The cultivation of a body is even more incomprehensible.

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Jiaowang was stunned.

The other demon sons also quickly stood up.

At the same time, he bowed to Luo Yu and said, "Meet Your Highness!" ”

The golden finch also breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, she didn't have the confidence to take the blow of the little Jiaowang at all, but she couldn't watch Mr. Fang get injured, so she stepped forward.

As for Fang Ze, he had always seemed very calm.

However, at the moment when the goldfinch was about to step forward, he took a serious look at the goldfinch.

Although he and the Golden Bird are not even friends, this demon woman can stand up for him, and this friendship makes him remember it.

In fact, the rumors of the demon clan that he had heard before were all about hating the demon clan, of course, he couldn't believe these things at all.

Whether it's a demon or a human race, in his opinion, there is actually no difference.

If you talk about the style of acting, some of his styles can't be called demons.

Therefore, he has no prejudices about the demons.

However, if someone dares to kill him without asking, whether it is a human race or a demon race, he will never spare it.

Luo Yu slowly walked to Fang Ze's side at this time.

"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry to ......"

Luo Yu was about to explain two sentences to Fang Ze.

In fact, she intended to entertain these demon sons today, and she also wanted to see how Fang Ze behaved in front of these people and whether he could meet her standards.

Even if she wanted to be born in the Innate Holy Body Demon Fetus, she had to be satisfied.

It's just that I didn't expect that little Jiaowang to be so impulsive that he almost ruined her business.

Fang Ze directly ignored her and walked towards Xiao Jiaowang.

Luo Yu couldn't help but be stunned, and the folding fan in his hand also paused.

At the same time, a strange color flashed under her eyes.

Because Fang Ze's purpose is obvious.

Then she looked at Fang Ze meaningfully.

The golden finch was a little dumbfounded, could it be that Mr. Fang still wanted to take the initiative to find trouble with the little Jiaowang?

The other demon sons also looked at Fang Ze with doubts.

But there was still disdain in their eyes.

After all, Xiao Jiao Wang is the top master among them, does this little monk of the human race want to find death by himself?