The ephemeral flower was filled with demonic energy, and before Feng Chu and the others found it, a faint figure appeared on the ephemeral flower.
That is a very beautiful and beautiful woman, she is as quiet as a short-lived, white and beautiful. The moonlight is like training, the cool breeze is like water, and when it is sprinkled on Epiphyllum, the clear and faint figure is also charming and beautiful, graceful and colorful.
Rong Xian looked down at the woman, and the woman also looked up at Rong Xian. When the two of them looked at each other, the woman first showed a fluttering smile.
She opened her mouth, but her voice did not come out of the barrier: "Mother God."
Rong Xian's brows rose, her eyes crossed her face, and she said with a smile, "It's beautiful, I like it very much. But you need to be more obedient, so that I will like you longer."
The tone of her speech also has an unspeakable charm, which makes the listeners can't help but concentrate on listening, and then their thoughts follow her words.
"Flawless." She paused and pronounced the name.
The beauty of the Epiphyllum Demon makes people tremble, and every move has a silent style, as if every petal of her can tug at your heartstrings.
She replied obediently, "Thank you Mother God for giving me the name."
"Rong Xian, do you trust us now?" Feng Chu asked tremblingly, lest he be accidentally killed by the suspicious Rong Xian.
She didn't find anything wrong with the Epiphyllum in Rong Xian's hands, nor did she hear the conversation between Rong Xian and the flower demon.
Rong Xian teased the petals of the Epiphyllum, enjoying the restless look of Chu Feng, and couldn't help laughing. Her smile was extremely flamboyant and wanton, and the splendid brilliance overshadowed the Epiphyllum in her hand.
Immediately, she put away her smile and asked sternly, "Do you think I believe it?"
Feng Chu rolled his eyes, and the inexplicable tension was taken away by this sentence.
From Rong Xian's attitude, this person also trusts them.
"That's why I am so kind that I want you to follow along and protect you from growing up safely." Rong Xian complained lightly with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Feng Chu looked at her suspiciously: "Why do I think you're having fun this way?"
"No way!" Rong Xian said righteously, "I rescued you who were in many crises at that time, and I was too busy at that time, so I can be happy."
Wei Qing whispered towards Leng Shuying: "Why do I feel something is wrong?"
Leng Shuying's expression was a little stiff, of course it was wrong. Rong Xian's words indicated that she was happy, but she was too busy to have a good time.
It just depends on when Feng Chu reacts.
But thinking about it, Rong Xian would not give her a chance.
Rong Xian sighed lightly, with a sadness covering her brows: "Sister Chu, you misunderstood me, it makes me sad."
Feng Chu coughed lightly and said at a loss: "I didn't mean to. Well, I am very grateful for your protection along the way."
She said solemnly: "If you need it in the future, I will never give up. I will also work hard to be strong and protect you."
Leng Shuying and Wei Qing looked at each other, and this person was fooled again.
There was a hint of interest in Rong Xian's eyes, but the corners of her mouth were drawn gratefully, and she said softly, "Then I will thank Sister Chu in advance."
Feng Chu put his hands behind his back, and his ears were slightly red: "No, you're welcome."
Leng Shuying: This girl hasn't recovered yet. Rong Xian may be older than her.
This cultivation base is more than a big realm, but it has been built up with endless years.
What's more, Rong Xian also holds the seal of the deputy master of the Fengbo Building. At least he has never heard of the upper floor of the Fengbo Building being replaced in the past thousand years.
Either the Storm Tower is hiding from its subordinates, or the upper level has not been replaced from beginning to end, and it has always been the same person.
The former possibility is very small, the landlord and the deputy landlord are in charge of the task, and they will also communicate with the killers. As the number one killer in the building, he has not received any news, so the first possibility of the side reaction can be ruled out.
The conclusion is that Rong Xian is likely to have always been the deputy owner of the Fengbo Building.
Well, the more I know, the more unfathomable Rong Xian feels.
At this time, a woman wearing a Luo skirt came to the front of the three, leaned over and bowed: "Three fellow Daoists, my master has a request."
Feng Chu subconsciously stood in front of Rong Xian with a protective attitude, and questioned: "Who is your master, what can we do?"
The woman behaved politely and said solemnly: "My lord is the lord of Chaohua City. Chaohua City was moved to the demon world by someone with great magical powers. Two days later, the demon clan attacked the city. "
Rong Xian squeezed the Epiphyllum in her hand, and her eyebrows flowed with a natural charm: "Oh? It's the city lord of Chaohua City, so let's go too. Now everyone is a grasshopper tied to the same rope, trying to hop and cough. , try to discuss how to leave the demon world alive."
The three followed the woman to the City Lord's Mansion, and along the way they met many monks who were also invited to the City Lord's Mansion.
Outside, Rong Xian, the incarnation of the French Open, walked slowly and slowly, but every step was a thousand miles away.
Coupled with her speeding up from time to time, the entire demon world was trodden by her for most of the day and night.
Along the way, the closer you get to the territory of the powerful big demon, the less small demons will be around, and the strong demonic energy will be swaying unscrupulously.
Rong Xian stood in front of the Rough Demon King's Palace, surrounded by demon soldiers guarding in an orderly manner, a little rougher and more intimidating than the human race.
"Is it just reverence under the law of the weak?" Rong Xian stretched out her hand, and a beautiful fan appeared in her hand.
She fanned the wind with a fan and lamented: "This place is too hot, is the law of the demon world the incarnation of the Golden Crow?"
After she fanned the wind again, she realized that it was still hot, and she was agitated and tried a little harder.
Under their panicked look, the palace of the wolf king Chai Jun was blown into the sky by a tornado.
Little Demons: "..."
Rong Xian held the hand of the fan for a while, and said happily: "Fortunately, a layer of protective cover was added in time, and I was not blinded by the sand and stones."
She looked sideways at the empty Demon King's Palace Station, and said innocently: "Suddenly, a demonic wind hit and rolled up the Demon King's hall to the sky."
She pretended to regret: "This is the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple."
Suddenly, her expression stopped, and her eyes looked into the distance: "The other demon kings of the demon clan are coming, and they are coming so fast. Are you really worried about the accident or do you want a piece of the pie?"
She chuckled a few times in a low voice, flung her long sleeves, and invisible power fluctuations enveloped all the footprints she had stepped on, gently running over them, and all traces of the past and present disappeared.
After doing all this lightly, she turned around and took a step, and at the moment when her footsteps landed, the person had left the wolf king's territory, leaving no trace.
Immediately after she left, a demon king wearing a gorgeous brocade dress embroidered with intricate patterns of flowers and branches looked around thoughtfully.
Strange, there was no clue left.
She stretched out her hand, and with the residence of the Wolf King's Palace as the boundary, green vines swarmed underground. Immediately afterwards, a beautiful flower bloomed on the vine.
A breeze blew past, and the flowers were fragrant. The demon king turned his head slightly and listened to the sound of the petals of the flowers on the ground shaking slightly.
Um? Still no traces left
The demon king's expression was condensed, and his eyes were very dignified.
"What did Hua Jun find?" The young man in a delicate feather coat followed.
Seeing her action, her eyes flashed, and she asked curiously.
With a dark look in his eyes, he looked at the chaos of the Wolf King's palace, and wondered if Hua Jun had any news
She was able to see everything that happened on the earth with the help of the seeds buried in the ground.
(End of this chapter)