"Rice guard." The soldier recognized the name of one of the demon clans, went to negotiate, and said the matter of the field,

The leader of the guards glanced at the crowd crowded at the door, flapped his wings and went in to report to the tribal chief, and after a while, he flew back to open the gate and landed:

"Everyone, please come in."

After the tall vine gate opened, tree houses built in the air appeared in the eyes of everyone, and there were colorful mushroom houses on the ground, in which demon men and women with different wings sold goods, and there were also several human faces.

Xu is because of the word "demon", the men and women of the demon clan have their own aura, and most of their looks are very eye-catching.

Their service is also relatively light and exposed, mostly turquoise, flowing and agile.

The beautiful men of the demon clan made the girls blush, and the beauties of the demon clan made the men stare straight.

"This demon tribe is a flying demon clan, and the tribal patriarch is a black-winged male butterfly demon, who is said to have been born in a country and a city." Fang Miaoling's gaze wandered over the medicine stall in the mushroom house:

"Miss Leng, let's go in together."

She wanted to find a medicine that could treat meridian burns, and the medicine she was cooking could only relieve the pain, and she couldn't stop taking it.

Before Fang Miaoling spoke, Ye Linglong had already gone in to consult the boss of the demon clan: "I want a ...... that can heal the elderly."

Ji Zhiyun, who claimed to be a beauty of the demon clan, also ran to a shop and said seriously: "Is there anything that can treat a leg disease, my eldest brother ......?"

"The place I'm going to is not in the demon tribe." Leng Mingyue said lightly: "You go in first." ”

Saying goodbye to Fang Miaoling, she avoided everyone's figure and came to a freshwater lake on the east side.

The surface of the lake is light green, the smoke is vast, and there is a circular stone platform in the center, and there is nothing on the mesa, as if its existence is just a coincidence.

When Leng Mingyue approached, the invisible aura of love spread in all directions.

The sad white-haired monkey is even more sad, the agony two-tailed snake is more painful, the angry salamander is even more angry, and the desperate icewing butterfly is even more desperate.

"Come out." Leng Mingyue raised her right hand, her palm spread out, and commanded in a low voice.

The ground shook immediately, the calm lake boiled like water, the groove in the middle of the round stone platform sank, and a fist-sized mist floated up.

Sometimes the mist turns black, sometimes red, sometimes black, and is erratic.

Every color change made Leng Mingyue's soul tremble, knowing what kind of emotions these colors represented.

This feeling is more violent than the direct coming of the strange beast on the island.

Thousands of emotions touched every nerve in Leng Mingyue's body, accompanied by strong rejection and discomfort.

She took a half step back, held her breath and gritted her teeth, and as soon as her eyes lit up, the mist slowly drifted towards her.

At this time, the color of the mist changes again.

The demon tribe, Fang Miaoling, who was browsing medicines, looked up at the sky and said:

"The loneliness is gone, and it becomes the joy of reunion after a long absence."

Lake on the east side.

Every inch closer to the root of love, Leng Mingyue felt uncomfortable, the qi and blood in her chest were tumbling, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood.

This mist is equivalent to what she dug up with her own hands, and now if she wants to stuff it back, she will inevitably have to suffer a little.

Leng Mingyue didn't stop doing anything, mobilized her divine power, accelerated the flight speed of the love root, grabbed the love and hatred and put it on her chest, and incorporated it into her body, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, but her expression was firm.