Chapter Seventy-Three: Have a Good Journey

Feng Mian was speechless.

The next moment, the demon suddenly reached out and flicked her forehead, and said with a grin: "How is it, do you feel a little more comfortable?" ”

He heard the conversation between Qianyue and Feng Mian just now.

Since Feng Mian is angry in her heart, let her send it out.

Maybe it's sent out, and it'll be fine?

However, he does bad things with good intentions.

Feng Mian felt that her heart was becoming more and more unhappy.

She pulled out the soft sword on her waist, and stabbed towards the demon slayer neatly with her hands and feet, the demon slaying eyes were startled, and immediately dodged away, he said angrily: "Feng Mian, I'm thinking about you, what, do you want to murder!" ”

"It's called a competition." Feng Mian swirled, the soft sword passed under her armpit, the sharp blade slid across his chest, he made a light "tsk", reached out and grabbed Feng Mian's hand and said, "I think you really want to murder!" ”

"It's all about learning."

Feng Mian twitched his hand and tried to break free, but found that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free, "Hurry up and let go of me!" ”

"Don't let go! Let go of you and you're going to fight with me again, I don't want to talk to you right now, besides, you said you're going to Death Canyon in a few days? The demon slayer tugged at Feng Mian's wrist and asked.

This girl has just come back, and if she goes to Death Canyon immediately, it seems to be in a hurry, right?

"yes, what are you doing, you're going with me?" Seeing that she really couldn't break free, Feng Mian didn't struggle, she replied indifferently while glancing at Qianyue.

Qian Lingxue looked at her, a little helpless, "Demon slaying grandpa, if you have something to say, we can talk about it well, if you drag Ah Mian like this, she won't talk to you well." ”

"Young master, do you also know that she won't talk to me well, isn't it the same whether she lets go or not?" Demon Suppressor said with a little resentment.

The young master of his family, who is partial to this little girl all day long, is really too home.

The corners of Qian Lingxue's lips smiled slightly, "Hey, Grandpa Demon Slayer, but now you're not dragging her, you let her go, maybe she will talk to you properly." ”

"If I let her go, she won't talk to me properly!"

The demon snorted and said, "I don't believe you! ”

Before the words fell, Feng Mian's fist almost landed on the face of the demon subjugator, but fortunately, the demon subduing had expected it in advance, and grabbed her wrist again, so that he was spared the damage of a fist.

"Look!"

The demon pursed his lips, he knew this little girl too well, this girl, everything was directly on her face, and she didn't need to guess to know what she was going to do next.

"I said Ah Mian, you have to manage your own expressions in the future, so don't let me guess what you're going to do next, otherwise when you and people PK in the future, what should you do if you can't beat it?"

The tone of watching the play was not a big deal, and the demon subdued let go of Feng Mian's hand, and said as if he had learned a lesson.

Feng Mian stared at him for a long time, although she didn't like to hear this very much, but it was really time to restrain the expression on her face, "You don't need to worry about it." ”

She rubbed her wrist and said lightly.

"Okay, I don't worry about it, then the trip to Death Canyon, I wish you a happy journey."

The demon shrugged, and didn't really care about this girl, anyway, back and forth, that's all.

"My brother has something to do with me, I'll go first, young master, don't be so partial, it's weird and hurtful next time."

(End of chapter)