Feng Li chuckled, and his eyes fell with a shadow, "What do you want me to do? He has lived tens of thousands of years, showing mercy everywhere. The blessings he has enjoyed have been enjoyed, and he should have died."
The old demon beast hurriedly said: "But now that the king has not returned, several seniors of His Highness have been in trouble, almost causing internal strife."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"Wang means ... I want the youngest His Royal Highness to come to you and avoid it." As the voice of the old demon fell, a little lion with a mane burning like a fire came out of his head. The old monster beast looked at it with great compassion, and turned to Feng Lidao, "He is the nineteenth son of His Royal Highness ranked above the king. You can call him nineteen. He has not yet been transformed and has no ability to protect himself. ,thus..."
Feng Li has always been able to detect a familiar atmosphere nearby, which belongs to the induction between the same blood, but it was not until the little lion's appearance that he realized what his "father" had planned.
"Nineteen?" He did not lift his eyes. "Don't he forget that I am his unranked son? He is not afraid of strangling his son first."
The old demon beast pretended to be calm: "The king let me come this time, and he also wanted to convey it on his behalf. He wants to rank you as His Highness. As for His Highness, this is also an experience for him, if he can make him It's a good thing to grow. "
"He didn't have a few days to live, so he wanted to put this imaginary crown on my head, which is ridiculous." He ticked the corner of his lips, with a meaningful meaning, "Well, since he can afford his baby son, I accept it again Why not. "
The old monster was still waiting to tell him anything. When he saw him, he didn't dare to say anything to irritate him, but he bent down and told the little lion lovingly.
Feng Li looked at the warm scene in front of his eyes, and his long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
At this moment, a sudden pain came from his fingertips, making him suddenly recover.
He looked down, the tail of the little snake still hooked his wrist, but his head didn't know when to put it on his finger and bit him. Seeing him recover, he slipped back slowly and wrapped around his wrist.
The haze in his eyes was slightly loose, and the smile on his lips was a little more sincere, and she nodded her head.
Wen Ying knows what Feng Li's heart knot is. In the dream of Ling Cao's secret realm, there is only a small fragment, traced back to the source, he is actually the result of the accidental night of the demon king.
Before reaching the ninth level, the demon still retains the unique instinct of the beast-the estrus period, and the demon king has never been wronged by his own type. It coincided with his estrus period. The sealed mother passed by, but a distinguished appearance How can a human monk with mediocre qualifications escape the coercion of the demon king who was already an eighth-order monster at the time.
The demon king is passionate and affectionate, and has lived for another 10,000 years. There are hundreds of children, and Fengli is only one of them. Therefore, when he was in the life of the demon clan, he was repeatedly bullied but no one came forward to stop him. Even if his father was the demon king, he was also a different kind to the pure blood beast, a kind to be expelled.
Feng Li 's mother will only take him away from the demon clan and return to human society after learning about his situation. He followed the mother's surname seal, one word away, it is really not a good moral.
His mother is a righteous monk, and the right way is extremely repulsive to monsters and monsters. She can only let her son tolerate all criticisms and instructions. She believes that human monks are at least more than life-threatening evictions in monsters 'sites. Pay attention to maintaining superficial effort, there will be harm, but not fatal. Even she didn't think of it, or even did not correct it, so that Feng Li formed an extremely sharp and moody character. After becoming a demon, he did what he wanted.
He is very good to her now, but Wen Ying knows that he is not a favorite spiritual pet, but once annoyed him, no matter how hard it is to cultivate, how pampered he used to be, the rank and ability, the ending is very tragic. .
Wen Ying had forgotten that the demon king described in the document was sealed off until she saw the lion lodged in the dirty messy cage by him and roared panicly.
She has experienced the horror of the magic repair in person. Many methods are not destroyed by force like mortals, they can usually destroy a person's state of mind, it is better than death.
He often sits on his head with a smile on his lips, watching his subordinates tormenting his blood-related brother with pleasure.
The little lion sleeps in the beast cage on weekdays, but he ca n't really fall asleep. Moxiu will attack him with various means. Until he is dying, the seal will call someone to give him the healing medicine. Repeatedly tortured.
"The old monster will specifically arrange for you to take refuge, it can be seen that I usually love you." Feng Li laughed, "but he is always confused, thinking that we have the same blood and no interest disputes, so he will not be persecuted. Why did he not think about it? Is n't my relationship with him the same? He used to turn a blind eye to my experience and just stand by. "
The little lion screamed at him, his mane like a raging flame, and his momentum was far from what he was able to see. The blood was pure.
Since the arrival of the little lion nineteen, Feng Li's emotions have become more elusive. When he was alone with the little spirit snake, there were at least one or two genuine smiles, but now his eyes are always low, I wonder if I think about it. what.
Until one time, he threw nineteen into a weird magic weapon, and the little snake in his wrist suddenly followed him into it.
The magic weapon is also a closed space, but it is more mysterious than the ghost stream, as if it is composed of many formations. The little lion rolls in the wind and sand, is blown down the sand slope, and suddenly trembles in the cold.
When the little spirit snake fell on his head, he thought it was another attack, "roaring" with a burst of flame.
She spit out a column of water, suddenly formed ice in the air, and smashed it on his head melon. Nineteen screamed in pain and touched her head with her paw. He felt something hidden in the mane between his necks, and desperately flicked his neck in an attempt to throw her off.
"do not move."
The woman's hoarse and very charming voice sounded in the mind of the lion cub. His movements stopped immediately, looking around curiously, but without seeing the shadow of the creature.
"Do you understand people's words? Don't move if you understand. I know how to avoid danger. You do what I say."
Nineteen was extremely vigilant. He didn't listen to her, still dashing through the ice wall, trying to find a way out.
"Stop, there is a turbulent flow over there!" She shouted.
The dialogue of the consciousness produced a stimulus. He stopped suddenly. He flicked his tail. He was a little puzzled. He still used his claws to dig out an ice brick. , He paused and walked back and forth uncomfortably.
"It's a good thing to be vigilant." She chuckled a little, "Following what I said, you know?"
He finally listened to her command. The little lion 's forefoot carefully took three steps to the left and front, took a step back, and walked to the right again, and there was no longer any ice edge to hit, and the scene was not changed. He jumped with joy and jumped up, turning her upside down.
But the moment he landed, he froze violently.
"What's wrong?" She asked, and found that he lifted his front leg to signal.
She came out of his mane and swam to his leg.
The little lion finally saw what she looked like.
She asked him to raise his forefoot, and finally saw Bing Leng embedded in his palm, the blood was frozen by the cold, showing a cold purple.
If it sinks deeper, it is likely to coagulate the blood of his entire foot.
The little snake hesitated for a moment, added a strong defense spell to the tail, wrapped it with an ice edge, and pulled it out with the strength of the body. The snake is a cold animal and likes cold and humidity, but the temperature is lower than her. The tolerable limits almost frostbite her
She used a lot of energy to pull out the ice edge, and applied a healing spell learned from karma to close the wound. By the time she crawled back to his back, she had spent most of her aura, and could only lie on her stomach.
The little lion lightened his movements, and his mane fell like a piece of grass that had been touched by the wind. He fell down one side, and it looked smooth, under the little snake.
"Thank you..."
The voice of the young and naive boy also appeared in her mind through the way of communication of consciousness. Unexpectedly smelling Sakura.
When the formation of the law was cleared, the two were thrown out of the magic weapon by a force of repulsion. A low, magnetic voice came quickly from the top of his head, annoyed angrily, "Stop him back in the cage."
The subordinate next to him answered "Yes" and turned his eyes to the little snake, "Adult, then it ..."
"Same." He said coldly.
If the owner of the magic weapon wants to understand, he can obviously see what is happening inside.
Wen Ying 's cage was obviously not as "good" as the little lion 's. She was taken to the Monsters 'Courtyard and locked in the most common monsters' cage. There were also urine and feces left by the last spirit pet. It's not a spirit beast, and it's natural to have excreta before it reaches the point of meal and drink. As soon as she was locked in, she could only drive herself up so as not to touch a dirty place.
Lingdan was gone, and the food was poor, and she was not disgusted, so she took a bite.
However, when she took the second bite, the door of the cage was suddenly opened again.
Feng Li's expression was not very good, his brow furrowed, exuding a cold, cold atmosphere, and he was a little impatient.
Wen Ying only felt his body suddenly vacated, and he was carried out by him.
The man's big hands were dry, and there was a faint scent of elixir, but she didn't seem to feel any different. She was lying on the floor like she had just been in the beast cage. She didn't express anger to him or complain to him.
This cold and cold look complicated the appearance of Feng Li. He tentatively fed her a panacea. Xiaoling snake patted his palm to "encourage". He opened his eyebrows even he himself. Not aware of it.
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Soon after the little lion arrived, Feng Li was ambushed and injured. His half-human half-demon bloodline, both habits are preserved, usually maintaining the human side, hiding the demon side well, only occasionally revealed in front of Wen Ying. He will not show the original shape in the Chixiao Palace, usually find a wide and secluded place.
That day, when he was out, he encountered three ambushes!
When the monster can be transformed into a human form, it is a monster repair. Those three monster repairs are higher than him by two steps. Fortunately, the blood line is far inferior to him. In addition, he has many means of human monks. The gap escaped.
Feng Li murmured calmly and objectively: "They didn't use their full strength." He suspected it was his brother's hand, but according to his bloodline, he was obviously not qualified to participate in the demon king competition, and there was no direct strong 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 little lion Guan was located.
When he approached, he specially used the technique of convergence, but he did not wait for the lion cub to make any unusual behavior, and he saw a man appear out of thin air. It was the old demon beast that appeared last time. He didn't know what method he used to sneak into the Chixiao Palace.
"Your Highness is suffering." He looked at the lion cage and was extremely displeased, but he could only comfort nineteen. "It will be better to stay through this time."
"The situation is not as bad as Wang had expected. All His Royal Highnesses are on par with each other, and they are fighting fiercely. How can they know that you are the heir to Wang Yiyi's fierce competition."
Nineteen seemed to be communicating with him with divine consciousness, and only listened to him: "What silly words do you say, how can you not take the throne? Your bloodline is back to ancient times, which is closest to the ancestor and is a natural heir." Take out a token and hand it to Nineteen, "This token can dispatch the companion beasts of my tribe and let them act according to their orders. Now two His Royal Highnesses have doubts about its whereabouts. Several His Royal Highnesses have exhausted each other 's strength, and you can use it to send troops too late. "
Hearing this, many things became clear.
The demon king has already chosen the heirs, and nineteen have the bloodline of ancient times. If time passes, he must have great achievements. Unfortunately, his adult son has formed power, and he can't wait for too long because he is seriously injured.
Those three demon cultivators must have heard the news of the token, to **** the token, and increase their own advantage.
As for the closure-
He was nothing but a demon king's umbrella for the protection of the nineteenth.
The demon king may not have foreseen what Feng Li did to Nineteen, but what about that. Now that he is being bullied, Feng Li does not hurt his life. After all, if he wants to take revenge on him in the future, if he wants to take revenge on him, will he not be able to do it?
In the calculation of the demon king, it has long been the seal of the Chili Demon King, and it is still just a piece of chess that is so useful, without any blood or family connection.
Wen Ying felt Feng Li's extremely restrained anger and leaked with a trace of magic energy.
The elder beast whispered alertly: "Who?"
Not waiting to be separated from the hands, the little spirit snake in his hand appeared next to the old monster with lightning, holding the token in his hand, swallowing the token with a mouthful!
She moved fast, and the old demon only felt the flower in front of her, and the most important thing in her hand disappeared, he was furious!
Xiao Ling Snake was not afraid, she did not flees, but rushed up to him, wrapped around his neck, hooked head to tail, and mobilized every inch of skin to hold him back!
The feeling of suffocation made the magic energy running inside him suddenly stagnate.
However, such a move did not cause him much harm. She was just a little snake, and it was very difficult to strangle the thick neck of the old monster. Even if he was strangled at all, such an attack would not be for him. As far as the value is concerned, it is already the maximum limit to prevent the magic energy from running.
But what she was waiting for was the moment, and the next moment, the sharp spike at her end dripped hard into his carotid artery!
The demon qi running from the old demon beast spewed out suddenly, and the devil qi in the body was chaotic. The face was a face, and the skin of the demon was once, suddenly bright and dark, and suddenly changed. Insanely, the old monster pulled her from her neck and fell to the ground in anger!
Immediately following, huge beast feet stepped on her!
It seems slow, and several actions are just a short breath, when the old monster beast riots, Feng Li's blow has hit him!
However, the foot of the old monster has already stepped on the body of the little snake, and even if it was suddenly broken down, it could not stop the castration.
Wen Ying only felt like her body was broken.
"Cuicui!"
Feng Li was both frightened and angry, mixed with fear, that blow used most of his aura, and the glare from the attack almost covered most of the sky!
The old demon beast died almost immediately, and his pupils dispersed.
"Cui Cui, how are you?" Feng Li action gently held her in his palm. "Good, it's okay ..." He comforted her while taking out many healing remedies from the space.
He was suddenly bored with the fact that he had never learned healing techniques and only attack spells, otherwise a little healing technique would make her more comfortable at the moment.
The snake was bloody, in stark contrast to the bi-colored body, and the body twitched slightly, and it was very painful just to watch it. Her little head rubbed against his palm, like comfort. Immediately followed by a small spit, spit out something from the storage space.
Is that token.
She arched it towards him, and lay back on her breath.
He was startled, the blood flowed back coldly, and he shivered uncontrollably, "Cui Cui, Cui Cui ..." I don't know which one suits her situation. No matter how precious the medicine is, it becomes rubbish.
Suddenly, a light flashed from the snake's body, dazzling.
At the same time, Wen Ying only feels that the spiritual power has skyrocketed, and it seems that she is going to be advanced and can't support the current form.
The author has something to say: I am afraid that everyone feels that the progress is slow, so write to this, fat chapter. I always feel that the details are not very good. Writing too fast always makes me feel like looking at the rough ...
I was hungry at night and couldn't move my brain. I ate a piece of chocolate and successfully broke the ring. Who is fat if I am not fat? !
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