On a mountain path, Zhou Xuanji strolled forward as he held a fruit in his hand, and Jiang Xue walked next to him.
Chongming Demon Monarch was ahead and Han Shenbo and the little black snake were behind. Daoya Old Man was on the side, while the others were training their sword techniques.
Ah Big and Small Er were spiralling in the air, scouting out ahead for them.
Looking at them, Zhou Xuanji wondered out loud, "Why can't they speak the human language?"
The two Dragon Eagles had reached Fourth Rank cultivation and if they were other demons, they would already have been able to transform.
"Maybe they were born with a handicap," Jiang Xue guessed as she looked at Zhou Xuanji.
Her gaze made him feel quite confused.
"What is it?" He asked as he touched his face.
