"This?" Wang Wanqing originally wanted to pay attention to whether there would be any changes to Su Qianqian, who was brought into the air by the Golden Peng King.
However, she did not expect Su Qianqian to be plucking feathers.
The Golden Peng King felt the same right now.
If this continued, all the feathers on his wings would be plucked out.
The Golden Peng King had already swooped down.
How could he withstand such torture?
Bang!
In an instant.
On the steps of the palace.
The Golden Peng King had fallen from a height of tens of meters.
The demon soldiers outside the palace were all shocked.
"Who is that human girl?"
"How's the king?"
"She won't get away with it."
"Brothers, let's go!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, Wang Wanqing waved her hand, stirring up a gust of wind in front of her.
At the same time, Wang Wanqing had already appeared in front of the Golden Peng King.
