Chapter 13: Admiral Peacock, Difficult to Protect (11)
Mo Xiaodemon originally wanted to talk about friends, but according to the long life trajectory of the demon clan for thousands of years, the two of them have only known each other for fifteen years, and they are really not even acquaintances. So this is the temporary change from climbing friendship to climbing hometown.
Hearing her say the word "fellow", Kong Lingyu's brows furrowed, could it be that the two of them have experienced together in the human world in the past fifteen years, as long as they are a "fellow" in her eyes, they can experience it together? !
As soon as this idea came out, combined with the resentment of the bird that he had not completely subdued, and the memory of the second life that he had just woken up, Kong Lingyu's whole person was not good.
He stiffened up with the discomfort of the demonic power running around his body after awakening, and pulled the arm of the ink demon with a handful, and the cyan fire in his eyes was like substance:
"Yao Simo, in your eyes, you and I are just 'fellow countrymen'?!!"
The tone of his voice was too fierce, and the cyan flames jumping in the black pupils were too obvious, Mo Xiaoyou's heart trembled, and he subconsciously told the truth: "I originally wanted to talk about my friend, but I was afraid that you wouldn't want to ......."
"Friends?"
Kong Lingyu's eyes narrowed dangerously, and before he could say anything, a low owl cry sounded in front of them, and at the same time, a pair of wings covering the sky had been deployed, and the ink demon who was facing this snow owl could even feel the strong wind brought by the spread of the wings.
"Be careful!" The ink demon knotted his hands again, and the protective shield that had originally protected them shrank sharply, almost touching the cheeks of the two of them before stopping.
Although I don't know why this snowy owl didn't take on a human form, the demon power is really in the same position as the ink demon. With just a flap of their wings, a strong wind no less than level seven blew towards the two of them.
Caught off guard, Kong Lingyu swooped forward, and the ink demon didn't even have time to stabilize his handprint, and the two of them rolled backwards together with the shield.
Since graduating from elementary school, Mo Xiaoyou has never experienced the perspective of backflips so first-hand. In the context of the earth-shaking situation, only the face of Kong Demon is extremely clear.
Since he had not fully recovered from his awakened weakness, his fair face was still red, and his eyes were moisturized with cyan flames. It's beautiful...... This cyan flame ......
Wait a minute...... Cyan Flame ?!! The ink demon suddenly came back to his senses from the beauty of the prosperous age of the Confucian demon, isn't the Confucian demon going mad?!!
Before she could observe the results, she saw the flames in Kong Lingyu's eyes suddenly spread. With a cold cry coming from his mouth, "Evil beast! Behind the two of them was a "bang", and then the gale suddenly stopped.
Under the protection of the protective shield, the two landed safely, but a man-high cyan flame erupted from the place where the snow owl stood, and the wailing of the snow owl was coming from the flames, even miserable.
The ink demon raised his hand and wrapped the green fire in a shield to prevent the forest fire from breaking out and causing more trouble.
"Kong Lingyu!!"
Without waiting for the ink demon to complain, Kong Lingyu preemptively weakened his body and slid down. Mo Xiaoyou hugged his body again, and saw that his eyes were closed at the moment, his brows were frowning, and he had fainted.
Looking closely, a trace of black smoke was pouring out of his eyebrows at this time, turning into a sharp arrow in an instant, and quickly escaping towards the shield set up by the ink demon, the target was the burning snow owl.
But it underestimated the layer of protective shield set up by the ink demon, it went quickly, but the viscosity of this shield was very strong, and its escape was more like throwing itself into a net, and it was fiercely stuck in the inner layer of the protective shield.
"He Yu, where do you want to go?"