Chapter 27: Magic Valley Cultivation 1

Seeing that the Great Demon King's face was slightly angry, Xiao Huo stopped talking in a familiar manner.

It knew that the Great Demon King and Qianqian had always been at odds with each other, and they couldn't tolerate each other's existence.

If you anger the Great Demon King now, I'm afraid that there will be danger in the future.

During the debate, Feng Wu's heart had begun to sober up.

She raised her hand to cover her head, and with a muffled snort, her gaze was instantly diverted.

Seeing that she woke up, the little flame hurriedly pounced on her and said with concern: "My heart, are you still uncomfortable?" ”

"What's wrong with me......"

Feng Wuxin's tone was slightly confused, obviously, she no longer remembered her crazy state in the Feng family.

"You've gone mad." The Great Demon King stood aside and spoke coldly.

"Gone mad?"

Feng Wu frowned, she didn't have spiritual power, how could she go crazy?

"My heart, there is still a trace of the original owner's soul left in the body, devouring your soul...... That's why you're going crazy......"

"Isn't it a top-level soul from another world?" The Great Demon King leaned down and stared at Feng Wu's blue pupils, "Why are you still being led by a trace of soul?" ”

Feng Wuxin shook his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Indeed, since she injured Feng Qingyao, the anger in her body seemed to have begun to skyrocket, and her mood was quite restless.

In her previous life, as the leader of the Mafia, she had no good self-control, but it was definitely not like now, she wanted to kill people at every turn......

It turned out that the soul of the original owner was haunting.

"Is the soul of Miss Feng still in her body now?"

The Great Demon King snorted coldly, his face a little arrogant, "The blood vessel of the deity, how can you let that incompetent soul regain possession!" ”

Feng Wu was pleasantly surprised, "That's not there?" ”

"The deity suppressed it for you."

Feng Wu Xin: ......

Although Feng Wuxin didn't speak, the Great Demon King still felt her ridicule.

He frowned and said, "This body is hers, and if she doesn't leave willingly, no one will be able to get out." ”

Feng Wuxin nodded slightly, suddenly remembered the cicada tea, turned his head and asked, "What about the cicada tea?" ”

Cicada Ming was stabbed by Feng Qingze, and guessed that it was also more auspicious.

Since the Great Demon King brought himself here, he should have brought Cicada Tea as well, right?

"Such a small role, the deity doesn't care."

The implication is that cicada tea is not here.

"What?"

Feng Wu was anxious, she had promised Cicada Ming that she would protect her, but now that she had left herself, she had left her at Feng's house......

No, whether Cicada Ming is dead or alive, she must take her with her, and what she promised will definitely be done.

Feng Wu's heart frowned, and he immediately walked out, going to find Cicada Ming.

Xiao Huomiao stood on the jade bed and was about to open his mouth to stop Feng Wuxin, when the Great Demon King grabbed it and gave it a warning look.

The arm couldn't twist the thigh, and the little flame obediently shut up.

I was worried in my heart, but when I looked up at the Great Demon King, I saw that he had a calm face, and there was even a trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth, smiling?

Ignoring Feng Wuxin's actions, the Great Demon King walked towards the hall with a small flame in his hand.

After only taking a few steps, he heard Feng Wuxin's angry voice behind him.

"What the hell is this place!"

Before Feng Wuxin's words fell, Xiao Huo saw the smile on the corner of the Great Demon King's mouth even worse......

It seems that he has long been convinced that my heart will not be able to leave.

Also, the Lingxiao Hall is on the top of the snowy mountain, and there is no way for me to leave if I want to, not to mention that countless enchantments have been laid down by the Great Demon King outside the Lingxiao Palace.