Feng Li chuckled, and a shadow fell from his eyelashes, "What does it have to do with me, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, he is merciful everywhere, he has enjoyed all the blessings he deserves, he should have died a long time ago."
The old monster said anxiously: "But before the king returns, the senior highnesses have already made a fuss, almost causing civil strife."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"The meaning of the king is... I want the youngest His Royal Highness the Nineteenth Prince to take refuge with you." As the old monster's words fell, a little lion with a mane burning like a raging fire poked its head out. The old monster looked at it very lovingly, and turned to Feng Li and said, "He is the nineteenth son of His Royal Highness, you can call him nineteen. He has not yet transformed, and has no ability to protect himself , so..."
Feng Li has always been aware of a rather familiar aura nearby, which belongs to the induction between the same blood, but he didn't understand what his "father" was planning until the moment the little lion appeared.
"Nineteen?" He said without raising his eyes, "Has he forgotten that I am his unranked son? He is not afraid that I will strangle his son to death first."
The old monster pretended to be calm and said: "The king asked me to come this time, and he wanted to convey it on his behalf. He wants to rank you as the seventh prince. As for the nineteenth prince, this is also a kind of experience for him. If he can make him It’s a good thing to grow.”
"He didn't have a good life for a few days, and it's ridiculous to want to put this false name on my head." He hooked the corners of his lips, meaningfully, "Okay, since he is willing to part with his precious son, I will accept it and give it to me." Why not."
The old monster still wanted to tell him something, seeing him like this, even though he felt uneasy, he didn't dare to say anything to provoke him, he just bent down and told the little lion lovingly.
Feng Li looked at the warm scene in front of him, his long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
At this moment, a sudden pain came from his fingertips, which brought him back to his senses.
He lowered his head and saw that the tail of the little spirit snake was still hooked on his wrist, but at some point its head came to his finger and bit him. Seeing him come back to his senses, he slipped back slowly and wrapped it around his wrist.
The haze in his eyes dissipated a little, and the smile on his lips became a little more sincere, and he nodded her head.
Wen Ying knew what Fengli's heart knot was. What appeared in the dream of the secret land of spirit grass was just a small fragment. Tracing back to the source, he was actually the result of the demon king's accidental one-night affair.
Monster beasts still retain their unique instincts before they reach the ninth level—the estrus period, and the demon king has always been the type that will not wrong him. It coincides with his estrus period. How could an ordinary human monk escape the coercion of the monster king who was already an eighth-level monster at that time.
The demon king is romantic and affectionate, and has lived for thousands of years. He has hundreds of children, and Feng Li is just one of them. Therefore, when he was living in the monster clan, he was repeatedly bullied but no one stepped forward to stop him. Even though his father was the demon king, he was still a different kind to the pure-blooded monster beasts, and he was a different kind to be expelled.
After Feng Li's mother learned about his situation, she would take him away from the demon clan and return to live in human society. He followed his mother's surname and separated each character, which really didn't have a good meaning.
His mother is a cultivator of the righteous way, and the righteous way is extremely repulsive to monsters and demon cultivators. She can only let her son endure all the criticisms and pointers. She thinks that human monks are at least better than the life-threatening expulsion behavior in the territory of monsters. Pay attention to maintaining superficial skills, there will be damage, but it is not fatal. She didn't even think about it, or even if she thought about it, she didn't correct it, so that Feng Li formed an extremely sensitive and moody character. After becoming a demon cultivator, he can do whatever he wants.
He treats her very well now, but Wen Ying knows that it's not that he has never had a favorite spiritual pet, but once he is angered, no matter how hard he has been cultivated, how much he has been loved, his rank, and his ability, the end will be very tragic .
Wen Ying had already forgotten the demon king Fengli mentioned in the materials for a while, until she saw the little lion locked in a dirty and messy animal cage by him, roaring in panic.
She has personally experienced the horror of Moxiu. Many methods are not destroyed by force alone like ordinary people. They are usually able to destroy a person's state of mind, making life worse than death.
He often sits at the top, with a smile on his lips, watching his subordinates torture and torture his blood-related younger brother with enjoyment.
The little lion usually sleeps in the animal cage, but he can't really fall asleep. The magic cultivator will use various methods to attack him, and when he is dying, Feng Li will ask someone to feed him a healing pill, Repeated torture.
"The old monster specially arranged for you to take refuge, which shows that he loves you very much." Feng Li said with a smile, "but he is too confused, thinking that we are of the same blood, and there is no conflict of interest, so we won't persecute you. Why doesn't he think about it , Aren’t he and I connected by blood? Back then, he turned a blind eye to what happened to me and stood by. "
The little lion let out a low growl at him, his mane was like a raging flame that soared to the sky, and his aura was far from what he had been able to match back then, which showed the purity of his blood.
Ever since the arrival of Little Lion Nineteen, Feng Li's emotions have become more and more elusive. Before when he and Little Spirit Snake were alone together, there were at least one or two sincere smiles, but now his eyes are always lowered, and he doesn't know what to think. What.
Until one time, he threw Nineteen into a weird magic weapon, and the little spirit snake on his wrist suddenly got into it together.
The magic weapon is also a closed space, but it is more mysterious than the ghost banner. It seems to be composed of many formations. The little lion rolled in the wind and sand, was blown down the sand slope, and was shivering from the cold in a blink of an eye.
When the little spirit snake fell on his head, he thought it was another attack, and spewed out a ball of flame with a "roar".
She spat out a jet of water, which suddenly froze in the air and hit his big head. Nineteen cried out in pain and touched his head with her paws. He felt something hidden in the mane on his neck, and he shook his neck desperately, trying to shake her off.
"do not move."
The woman's hoarse and charming voice sounded in the little lion's mind, and his movements immediately stopped, looking around curiously, but there was no sign of the creature.
"Can you understand human language? If you understand it, don't move. I know how to avoid danger. Do as I tell you."
Nineteen was extremely vigilant, he didn't listen to her, and was still rampaging through the ice wall, trying to find a way out.
"Stop, there's a waterfall turbulent over there!" she yelled.
The dialogue of spiritual consciousness produced a stimulus, he stopped abruptly, he flicked his tail, a little bit puzzled, he still used his claws to plan a piece of ice brick, and the sound of the waterfall pouring down into the sky crashed into his ears , he paused, walking back and forth seemingly restlessly.
"It's a good thing to be vigilant." She let out a chuckle, "Do as I say, understand?"
He was finally willing to listen to her commands. The lion cub carefully took three steps forward to the left with its front foot, took a step back, and then walked to the right again. Sure enough, there was no more ice edge falling down, and the scene did not change again. He jumped up for joy, jumped up, and knocked her upside down.
But the moment he landed, he froze suddenly.
"What's the matter?" After she asked, she noticed that he raised his front leg as a signal.
She emerged from his mane and swam to his legs.
The little lion finally saw what "her" looked like.
She asked him to lift the sole of his forefoot, and finally saw the ice edge embedded in his palm, the blood was frozen by the cold, showing a cold purple color.
If it got deeper and deeper, it would probably freeze the blood in his entire foot.
The little spirit snake hesitated for a moment, added a solid defense spell to the tail, wrapped it around the ice edge, and pulled it out with the strength of the body. The snake is a low-temperature animal, and it likes cold and humidity, but the temperature is lower than hers. The limit she can bear almost frostbites her
She used a lot of strength to pull out the ice edge, and gave him a healing spell learned from Karma to close the wound. By the time she climbed back to his back, she had already used up most of her energy, so she could only lie lazily on her stomach.
The little lion relaxed his movements, his mane was like grass caressed by the wind, it fell down along one side, it looked very smooth, and lay under the little spirit snake.
"Thanks… "
The young boy's voice also appeared in her mind in the form of spiritual communication. It was beyond Wen Ying's expectation.
When the formation was cleared, the two were thrown out of the magic weapon by a force of repulsion. Soon, Feng Li's low and magnetic voice came from above his head, with hidden anger, "Put him back in the cage."
The subordinate next to him replied "Yes", and turned his gaze to the little snake, "My lord, then it..."
"Same." He said coldly.
If the owner of the magic weapon wanted to know, he could obviously see what happened inside.
Wen Ying's cage was obviously not as "good" as the little lion's treatment. She was taken to the Demon Beast Yard and put in the most common monster cage, which contained the urine and feces left by the previous spirit pet. It's not a spirit beast, and it hasn't reached the point of eating wind and drinking dew, so there will naturally be excrement. Once she was locked in, she could only coil herself up so as not to touch the dirty place.
The panacea was gone, and the food was poor, but she didn't feel disgusted, so she went to have a bite.
However, when she took her second bite, the door of the cage was suddenly opened again.
Feng Li's expression was not very good, his brows were tightly frowned, exuding a gloomy and cold aura, and there was a bit of impatience in his expression.
Wen Ying only felt her body suddenly vacated, and he was lifted out.
The man's big hands were dry, and there was still a faint fragrance of elixir, but she didn't seem to feel any difference. The appearance of lying on her stomach was the same as that of being in the cage just now, and she didn't express her anger to him, nor did she complain to him.
This indifferent and cold-blooded appearance made Feng Li's expression complicated. He tentatively fed her a elixir, and the little spirit snake patted his palm lightly for "encouragement". Never noticed.
Not long after the little lion arrived, Feng Li was ambushed and injured. His half-human and half-demon bloodlines, both sides of the habits are reserved, usually maintain a human side, well hidden the demon side, only occasionally revealed in front of Wen Ying. He will not show his true form in Akasaka Palace, and usually find a wide and secluded place.
When he was going out that day, he was ambushed by three demon cultivators!
When a monster can transform into a human form, it is a demon cultivator. The three demon cultivators are two levels higher than him, but fortunately, their bloodlines are not as good as his. In addition, he has many methods of a human monk, so he can be caught with only minor injuries. The gap escaped and returned.
Feng Li murmured calmly and objectively: "They didn't use all their strength." He suspected that it was his brothers who made the move, but according to his blood, he was obviously not qualified to participate in the battle for the demon king, and he had no direct relationship with them.
Wen Ying also felt that they seemed to be looking for something.
Feng Li suddenly stopped and changed direction. He went to the place where the cage of the lion cub was.
When he approached, he specially used the technique of restraining his breath, but before the little lion did anything unusual, he saw a person appear out of thin air. It was the old monster that appeared last time. He did not know how to sneak into Chixiao Palace secretly.
"Your Highness, you have suffered." Looking at the lion cage, he was extremely displeased, but he could only comfort Shijiu, "It will be fine after this period."
"The current situation is exactly as expected by the king. All your highnesses are evenly matched and fighting fiercely. They are fighting fiercely. How would they know that you are the heir that the king prefers?"
Nineteen seemed to be communicating with him with his spiritual sense, and he only heard him say: "What stupid words are you talking about, how can you not want the throne? Your blood goes back to ancient times, and is the closest to your ancestors, and you are the natural successor." Afterwards, he He took out a token and handed it to Nineteen, "This token can dispatch the companion beasts of our clan and make them obey orders. Now two of your highnesses have already suspected its whereabouts, you must keep it safe, and wait until Your highnesses have exhausted each other's troops, so it won't be too late for you to use it to send troops."
After hearing this, many things became clear.
The demon king has already chosen his successor. Nineteen has the blood of returning to the ancient times. Given time, he will surely achieve great achievements. Unfortunately, his adult son has already formed a powerful force. He is seriously injured and cannot wait for long, so he can only make such a bad plan.
The three demon cultivators must have heard about the token and came to snatch it to gain an advantage for themselves.
As for the closure—
He is just the protective umbrella that the Demon King has set up for Nineteen.
The Demon King might not have expected what Feng Li did to Nineteen, but so what. It's nothing to be bullied now, Feng Li didn't hurt his life after all, if Nineteen, who will become the Demon King in the future, wants to take revenge on him, is he afraid that he won't be able to do so
In the demon king's calculations, Feng Li, who had already been the Chili Demon Lord, was still just a useful pawn without any blood relationship.
Wen Ying felt Feng Li's extremely restrained and suppressed anger, and with a trace of magic energy leaking.
The old monster shouted vigilantly: "Who?!"
Before Feng Li could make a move, the little spirit snake in his hand suddenly appeared beside the old monster with the force of lightning, grabbed the token in his hand, and swallowed it with one mouthful!
She moved so fast that the old monster felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the most important thing in his hand disappeared, and he was furious!
The little spirit snake was not afraid at all, she didn't turn around and run away, but jumped up to his neck, wrapped her head around his neck, hooked her head to tail, mobilized every inch of her skin to strangle him!
The feeling of suffocation made the magic energy running in his body stagnate suddenly.
However, this kind of action did not cause him too much harm. She was a short snake, and it was very difficult to strangle the thick neck of the old monster. Even if she was completely strangled, such an attack would not be enough for him. It is worth mentioning that the ability to stop the movement of magic energy is already the maximum limit.
But this moment was what she was waiting for, and the next moment, the spike at the end of her tail pierced into his carotid artery fiercely!
The devilish energy that the old monster was running spewed out in an instant, and the devilish energy in his body flew wildly, and his face was sometimes human and sometimes the skin of a monster, flickering and changing. In a frenzy, the old monster pulled her off her neck and threw her to the ground angrily!
Immediately afterwards, a huge animal foot stepped towards her!
It looked slow, and the few movements took place in just a short breath. When the old monster was rioting, Feng Li's blow had already hit him!
However, the old monster's feet had already stepped on the little spirit snake, even if it was pierced through instantly, it could not stop the castration.
Wen Ying felt as if her whole body was broken.
"Cui Cui!"
Feng Li was shocked and angry, mixed with fear, that blow used most of his spiritual energy, and the strong light from the attack almost covered most of the sky!
The old monster died almost immediately, and his pupils dilated suddenly.
"Cui Cui, how are you?" Feng Li gently held her in his palm, "Good boy, it's okay..." He comforted her while taking out many healing pills from the space.
He was suddenly fed up with the fact that he had never learned healing techniques, and only learned attack spells, otherwise a small healing technique at this moment would make her more comfortable.
The little snake was dripping with blood, which was in stark contrast to Bi Se's body. The body was twitching slightly, and it was very painful just looking at it. She rubbed her little head against his palm, as if to comfort her. Immediately afterwards, he took a small mouthful and spit out something from the storage space.
It's that token.
She arched it toward him, and lay back on her stomach, dying.
He was stunned, his cold blood flowed backwards, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, "Cui Cui, Cui Cui..." He usually loves to feed her the panacea, but now he is in a panic, the medicine bottle was knocked to the ground, and he didn't know what to do. Which one is suitable for her current situation. No matter how precious the medicine is, it becomes rubbish.
Suddenly, a ball of white light came out from the little snake's body, dazzling people's eyes.
At the same time, Wen Ying only felt that her spiritual power had skyrocketed, and she seemed to be about to advance to alchemy, unable to hold on to her current form.