“……”

Feng Qing'an knew why this golden rooster didn't pretend to be stupid today, but stuffed his head into the crack in the wall so heartily, and if he could, he also wanted to stuff himself into the crack in the wall.

The two high-ranking kings exist at the same level as the mountain gods, and they are also different from the mountain gods, the mountain gods can only stay in the green python mountain, but these two have come to the world from the underworld.

Regardless of the strength or weakness for the time being, this degree of freedom, no matter who is in front of you, will completely explode the mountain god!

Moreover, at this moment, Feng Qing'an realized again that the evaluation of combat power given by the appraisal can only be used as a reference.

Although it seems to be the same, the subordinate relationship between the lord of the ghost country in front of him and the phoenix standing on his shoulder is clear at a glance, and the strength and weakness are naturally clear and discerning.

Unless there is a special reason, no living being will succumb to something weaker than itself.

Judging from what she saw in front of her, Nan Ge's sister was definitely stronger than the phoenix on her shoulder, and she seemed to be at the same level, but the former may have reached the limit of this level, while the other latter may have just crossed the threshold.

"Weak chicken!"

Standing at the door of his room, Feng Qing'an glanced at the completely useless and extremely embarrassing colorful brocade chicken, then took a deep breath, held the sword at his waist, and walked in.

As soon as she entered the room, Feng Qing'an saw that the lord of the ghost country had pulled out a book from his bookshelf and was flipping through it with interest, as for the heroic righteousness that naturally permeated the book, it was of no use to her.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an calmed down a lot, but he was still a little nervous.

Since Haoran's qi is not damaged by Donghuang, it means that Nange's sister is not a ferocious person, otherwise the golden streamer will not flow so casually and naturally in front of her.

But even so, it can't change the identity of the existence in front of him, she is Nan Ge's sister, and she is also the existence that he had inadvertently peeked at not long ago.

"Feng Qing'an, right?"

When Feng Qing'an walked into the room, Donghuang, who was holding the scroll, turned around, and did not question or reprimand, which was completely different from Feng Qing'an's imagination, and even behaved quite friendly.

"Not bad!"

Feng Qing'an nodded, his hand still on the long sword at his waist.

"Sit down and say, as for the sword at your waist, it is indeed extraordinary, but it is useless to me, I have seen the weapon of a true saint!"

Donghuang walked calmly to Feng Qing'an's bed, and then sat down, his voice relaxed and casual, as if he really didn't care about the sword on Feng Qing'an's waist.

But how could the sword, which once terrified the dragons and snakes in the mountains, make this lord of the ghost country indifferent? It's just that her vision is far higher and her courage is greater than that mountain god!

“……”

Feng Qing'an didn't speak, sitting at the desk, and the sword at his waist was also placed on the table by him.

At present, Nange's sister has no ill will towards him, but her purpose is still unclear.

"Can you tell me how you and my sister Nan Ge met?"

Inadvertently glanced at the common one placed on the table, the red scabbard was so dazzling in Donghuang's eyes, it was not the true color of the scabbard, but the blood-stained color.

Once this sword is swung at her, it will definitely pose a threat to her, but Donghuang is confident that this sword will never be unsheathed to cut her, she knows what she has done in the past.

The saint's weapon did not hurt her, and neither did the sword.

"Met in a dream!"

Feng Qing'an answered truthfully.

The eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister is like a mother!

Although the Lord of the Ghost Kingdom in front of him and Nan Ge are sisters, looking at the difference in strength between them, I know that Donghuang in front of him may still serve as a mother, although they are both innate yin spirits!

"I listened to Nan Geyan, and the first time you took the initiative to go to the Netherworld to find her!"

"That's probably it!"

Feng Qing'an admitted this, and he took the initiative to find Nange, but he didn't expect to encounter Nange.

"Take the initiative to find it!"

Donghuang nodded slightly, since it was the young man in front of him who took the initiative to form a cause and effect with her sister, there was no problem.

"What do you think of my sister?"

"This ......"

Feng Qing'an was speechless for a while, how should this be evaluated? Of course it's good, it's good, how is it bad to throw yourself into your arms every day?

The body is delicate, the body is exquisite, graceful, fragrant skin is better than snow, and the fragrance is rich.

But what can you say about the person in front of you?

"What? It's not a short time for you to get along, don't you have any evaluation of my sister? ”

"There are so many praises about Nange, I don't know how to say it for a while!"

"Oh? Just say a few words, I just want to hear what you think of my sister! ”

"Innocent and romantic, clever and intelligent, dignified and virtuous......"

Feng Qing'an considered one or two, opened his mouth and came, searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and put all the praises and words he could think of on Nan Ge.

That's right, the first time he met Nan Ge's sister, could he still say anything slanderous? And there is nothing bad about Nange, a little bad is that he is too sticky.

"That's it!"

It's just that before he can praise a few words, Donghuang took the initiative to interrupt Feng Qing'an's words of praise, this lord of the ghost country who is cold-faced except for his sister, but at this moment he showed a light smile to Feng Qing'an,

"My sister is not as good as you say, you are exaggerating!"

"These are my heartfelt words!"

Feng Qing'an is not modest.

"Hmm!"

Donghuang responded, and he didn't know that he had listened to Feng Qing'an's praise, so he said,

"You're good!"

Feng Qingqing was overjoyed, and heard the lord of the ghost country in front of him,

"The first time I came, I should have come with gifts, but I came in a hurry, and I didn't prepare, and I don't know what you need, but when we meet today, I know what you need most, and you wait a while, and soon I will come again soon, and I will definitely give you a heavy treasure!"

These words made Feng Qing'an stunned for a while, what does he need most? What does he need? How did he not know it himself?

But even so, Feng Qing'an also heard the unintentional intention of the existence in front of him, and it seemed that he really just came to find out what he thought of Nange, asked briefly, and left after listening.

As for the superb scenery he saw inadvertently, he didn't mention it at all, and Feng Qing'an naturally didn't take the initiative to mention it.

"That's the end of today, don't disturb your sleep, you are a human body, you should keep the order of yin and yang, work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and rest well!"

After finishing speaking, Donghuang held the book in his hand and left, Feng Qing'an got up to send it off, as for the book in her hand, she just didn't see it.

"I remember that the Evil King of Hun has a piece of Heavenly Jade, which can reverse the chaos of the heavens, cover up the breath, and do not leak a single bit, even if it is in front of the immortals, it is impossible to see the truth!"

Standing outside the Feng family's mansion with the gate closed, Donghuang's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he looked at the phoenix on his shoulder,

"If I look for the Evil King, you say, will the King of Evil give me this precious jade?"

"Hun Tian Baoyu is the foundation of the Hun Evil King, if it is exchanged, that guy will probably make unreasonable demands that are difficult for you to accept!"

The phoenix spoke, and the voice was crisp and immature, like a yellow oriole out of the valley.

"Then let's cut it, this jade, I am determined to get it!"

Donghuang understated.