As these words were spoken, the demon king and the woman withdrew their gazes at the same time, and the anger on their faces disappeared. They were already powerful, so their intelligence would not be bad either.
Looking at Feng Qingyang carefully, he was thin and not too tall. He was wearing a snow-white robe, which was whiter than snow. His thick black hair was casually scattered. Although there was messy long hair in front of his forehead, it still couldn't hide his sparkling eyes.
After just one glance, the woman quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him again, except for the Demon King. What kind of eyes were those? It seemed that there were no secrets in front of him.
Feng Qingyang stared at the two of them, his pupils shrank, and a powerful pressure instantly burst out from his body. The appearance of this pressure caused the already cool temperature in the cave to suddenly change, and it was almost cold enough to make people shiver.
He waved his sleeves and asked the demon king and the woman to sit down. Then he took a sip of the tea on the stone table as if he was the master of the place.
At that moment, my mouth was watering, as if I had received some late nectar. A strong appetite instantly filled my entire nerves. In just one breath, I drank the whole pot.
But in fact, he didn't know how conflicted the middle-aged man's expression was when he was drinking tea. He looked so painful that he almost cried.
"The tea is good, do you have more?" Finally, Feng Qingyang held the empty teapot and looked at the middle-aged man with endless aftertaste. Although there was no strange color in his eyes, it made him shudder when he saw them.
"That's all. This tea is called Fire Dragon Tea, and it's brewed from the ambergris collected from the Fire Dragon veins..." Feng Qingyang raised his hand to interrupt him before he could finish.
Looking at the empty teapot, I felt quite embarrassed. After hearing what he said, it seemed that I had accidentally drunk a pot of precious tea.
"Who are you? And who are you?" Putting down the teapot, Feng Qingyang looked at the Demon King and the beautiful woman who were sitting on the bed again, and immediately asked.
His tone was as if it was a matter of course, as if he was the master. Although he felt that his opening remarks were a bit inappropriate, he had no time to think too much now.
"I am the thirty-sixth cave master of this place! This is my wife!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice. Although his tone was not cold, it surprised Feng Qingyang quite a bit.
Looking at the two people in front of him again, he originally thought that the demon king was just a fool, but now it seems that he was obviously too simple-minded.
Come to think of it, someone who can break through the realm of the Demon King and take the position of the Thirty-Six Cave Master, how can he be a simple person
Looking at her again, although Feng Qingyang took advantage of her and controlled her during intercourse, she did not panic. She remained calm and composed as she sat on the edge of the bed.
"Not bad." Feng Qingyang praised secretly. He originally thought that the other party was a fool, so he would attack him without any scruples. But now it seems that he has to rethink it.
If he hadn't planted the ban first, the other party would not have allowed him to sit here so safely, not to mention drinking up all of his precious tea.
"Where is this place? Tell me in detail!" Since he doesn't play by the rules, he will just wait and see. It's better to remain unchanged in the face of all changes. Anyway, he has the restrictions in his hands, so he is not afraid of the other party asking for help secretly.
After he said this, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but the demon king and the woman next to him looked at him strangely, staring at him as if they were looking at an unknown creature.
"Is there something on my face?"
“Cough…” The middle-aged man was embarrassed and pretended to cough to cover up his gaffe. After retracting his gaze, he began to explain everything.
It's not that he has no temper, but he who knows the times is a hero. His life is in the hands of others. If he doesn't behave well now, he will die with regrets in an instant.
"This is a Tibetan tribe, and it's also our base camp, don't you know?" the middle-aged man asked, but under Feng Qingyang's increasingly gloomy gaze, he put aside his doubts and questions and started from the beginning.
"This is a small force in the Wasteland Exile Land. Our cave master is the leader of the thirty-six caves. He is a white rhino and his cultivation is at the peak of the middle stage of the demon king. He was exiled here five hundred years ago. He combined us with his powerful strength and created these thirty-six caves."
Then, he began to tell everything in detail, as if he was supporting the stock market. Feng Qingyang kept interrupting him until the middle-aged man shut up.
"So, your cave master wants to break out and leave this wasteland exile place recently?" Feng Qingyang muttered at last, thinking to himself that he was very lucky.
Listening to the middle-aged man's description, this cave owner was definitely an absolute hero. Fortunately, his infiltration did not alert the other party, otherwise, he would have ended up in a terrible situation.
But his luck was also very good. The few demon people he met in the wilderness were indeed out on orders, and that was why he had not encountered any human beings for two months.
It’s not that there are too few people here. On the contrary, there are an unusually large number of living creatures here. The reason for this situation is that the overlords of all parties here have reached some kind of agreement, and it is obvious that they are planning something big.
After hearing this, Feng Qingyang fell silent. If that was the case, perhaps he wouldn't have to save that person. As long as he stayed in these thirty-six caves, he would be able to find a chance to get out.
"But if that's the case, it would be a bit against my conscience." He thought to himself that the man was not related to him at all, and it seemed not worth taking the risk to save him.
But if he didn't go, he would feel uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, because he had already booked this place.
"Does the cave master have a way to enter the passage inside?" Looking at the confused expression of the middle-aged man, he immediately said: "That is, the passage in the center of all the caves in this hall."
Upon hearing this, the man's face changed. Although he hid it quickly, Feng Qingyang still caught it sharply.
"It's not that easy to meet the White Rhino Cave Master. The Cave Master has been in seclusion recently, and the Second Cave Master is in charge of everything."
Speaking of the second cave master, hatred clearly appeared in his eyes, and it didn't look like he was faking it.
"What's his name?" Feng Qingyang's heart moved. It seems that these so-called thirty-six holes are not a monolithic entity.
If this is the case, he might have a chance to interfere and take advantage of the chaos to rescue the captured person.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt happy. It was true that what I wished for would come true. There must be someone secretly bringing me good luck.