"Carry me!"

Feng Qing'an had just stepped out of bed, and Nan Ge couldn't wait to lie on his back, his hands around Feng Qing'an's neck, his voice was delicate, and his exhalation was like an orchid.

She is unwilling to let go of any opportunity to have close contact with Feng Qing'an, although Feng Qing'an at this moment has changed greatly in her perception, both in terms of image and breath, but its most fundamental and most attractive characteristics have never changed, as always.

"Good!"

Feng Qing'an did not refuse the Yin Spirit Girl's act of being so dependent, but held up her legs so that she could lie on her back better.

After all, in addition to the demonic power of Montenegro, Nange's power can also be seconded, but this requires Nange to take the initiative to cooperate, and Nange's potential is beyond doubt.

“……”

It was only when Feng Qing'an habitually wanted to wear shoes that he found that there was no pair of shoes in his room that adapted to the soles of his feet now.

However, Feng Qing'an felt the changes in his body, so he didn't care about this kind of thing, he was barefoot, barefoot, and there was no discomfort anyway.

Click!

It's just that when Feng Qing'an just took a step, he heard some harsh sounds, he withdrew the outstretched soles of his feet, looked down, and saw that a piece of green brick tiled on the floor of his room had been cracked by him, and a paw print with a clear edge outline appeared on it.

"Giggles!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an so embarrassed, Nan Ge, who was lying on his shoulder, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Montenegro!"

Feng Qing'an called out to Black Mountain with an expression on his face, and he was about to return the demonic power in his body.

Although he has been able to control the demonic power in his body, when he really uses it, he still can't control the strength, and when he walks out like this, I am afraid that he can leave a clear row of footprints from his house to the door.

"Don't bother!"

After sensing what Feng Qing'an wanted to do, Nan Ge held back his laughter and hurriedly stopped it.

Then on the robe that was held up by Feng Qing'an's legs and hung down, there were vines with shining purple light spreading out, intertwining in front of Feng Qing'an, growing wide and fat purple light leaves, so as to pave a heavenly path without any support.

"Feng Qing'an, let's go! That way you'll never have to worry about damaging your home again! ”

Hearing this, Feng Qing'an turned his head to look at Nan Ge, and then tentatively stepped on it, and the solid touch made him step on the other foot.

The strength of his body made him not afraid of this path of vines that had no support at all and stretched outward.

After a few tentative steps, Feng Qing'an walked through the window to the courtyard, and then stepped out of the courtyard, and he began to trot, and then from trotting to running.

No matter how his speed changed, the vines spread and intertwined and grew green leaves, paving the way far faster than he did.

Not long after, Feng Qing'an saw the crack in the Netherworld that he had already known, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, before arriving at this gap, Feng Qing'an did not rush in, but just carried Nan Ge on his back, stood in mid-air, looked at the direction of the mountain, and waited quietly.

"Are you waiting for Montenegro?"

The girl saw Feng Qing'an's intentions at a glance.

"Well, after all, the demonic power in my body comes from it, if it is separated from the Black Mountain two realms, my body power may disappear because of this!"

The explanation given by Feng Qing'an was reasonable, and Nan Ge nodded slightly in agreement, after all, it was the first time.

Not long after, a long wolf howl sounded in the mountains and forests, and a figure that almost blended with the night swept out of the mountains.

"Montenegro!"

Feng Qing'an was in a good mood at this time, but the black mountain, who came all the way from the mountains, looked at Feng Qing'an's appearance at this time, and the girl lying on him, but he was instantly stunned.

It was not only surprised that Feng Qing'an's appearance had changed greatly at this time, and the breath was similar to it, but it was even more surprised that the girl was so close to her master in just a few days.

For a while, Montenegro's mood can be described as extremely complicated, and even Feng Qing'an is difficult to figure out for a while.

"Montenegro, what are you doing in a daze? Come with me into the Netherworld! ”

Feng Qing'an called for Montenegro, and although the wolf was in a complicated mood, he still obediently followed.

The moment Nan Ge's white finger pointed out, the faint and undetectable netherworld crack was torn apart by a force that made both Feng Qing'an and Black Mountain feel extremely frightened, and a huge gap was open enough to accommodate the three of them to pass through together.

Feng Qing'an looked at this scene, pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and passed quickly with Nange with a smile on his back, and Montenegro followed closely behind.

After they entered the Netherworld, the rattan heavenly path that Feng Qing'an had walked through instantly turned into countless purple light rains, dissipating in mid-air, and the torn Netherworld crevices also began to slowly heal.

A faint earthy glow shone nearby, and then silently sank into the depths of the earth, leaving only an undetectable sigh.

In the netherworld, Feng Qing'an looked at the Gobi tidal flats full of sand and rubble in front of him, and then looked at the dark sky overhead, and the yin wind was howling.

He faintly felt discomfort, but as the demonic energy from the Black Mountain rose in his body, covering his body, this yin wind was just a slightly cool soft wind to him.

"Is this the Netherworld, it's so desolate!"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh, but he also knew that what he saw in front of him was definitely not the real Netherworld scene.

Because there were no ghosts and ghosts all over the world, the environment was probably as bad as what he was looking at, and the magnificent jungle he saw when he first entered it should have been transformed by the robe on Nan Ge's body.

"Isn't it disappointing?"

"No, that's just right for me right now!"

Feng Qing'an replied, the Gobi Desert, where there were no ghosts in front of him, was not the best training ground, where he could use his demonic power unscrupulously without worrying about any bad consequences.

As he spoke, his hands had already loosened, and although Nan Ge was not satisfied, he could only get off him.

"My power now!"

Feng Qing'an leaned down, picked up a stone the size of his thumb from the ground, and then pinched it between his fingers, and gently crushed it, and fine powder drifted from his fingertips.

"That's good!"

Looking at the powder scattered in the wind, Feng Qing'an continued to test the many changes in his demonic power, he ran through this vast and barren area, sticking his hands with sharp nails into the rocks, and with a slight stroke, the rocks cracked.

Crack the stone with your bare hands!

At this moment, Feng Qing'an really realized the power that a monster can have, which is completely beyond the ability of ordinary people to resist, even if it is a cavalryman wearing armor, he can tear it with his bare hands at this moment.