Villain: I am not good at fighting.

"Your eldest cousin has been in Tianyao City for a few days. When will he come back?"

Liu Muqing continued to question Xiaobai and found that this guy was absent-minded. Like his cousin, he was immersed in his own world.

Xiaobai was in a trance, and secretly swore that when he grew up and inherited the True Phoenix heritage, he would make the big sister bow down to him.

In consideration of the favor of bringing it out of the Kunshan Secret Realm, at worst she could be made the principal wife, but if she doesn't obey, she would be banished to the cold palace.

The desolate scene of the cold palace immediately emerged in Xiaobai’s mind, but it was himself sitting in the cold palace.

He clung to the iron window tightly, staring blankly at the big sister outside, wearing a phoenix crown and a red robe, sitting on the real phoenix throne that belonged to her.

Embracing them on both sides, in her arms are the charming short-legged, seductive water cranes.

There are five guardian demon generals sitting down, namely the Black Dragon of Xuanshui, the Barbarian Armored Bear, the Thorny Black Tortoise, the Divine Sable Purple Lightning, and the Three-legged Golden Crow.

"Just wait for me. One day... I want this sky to no longer cover my eyes, I want this land to no longer cover my heart, I want the demon world to respect me as the master, and I want all of you to submit to me!"

Xiaobai let out a heart-wrenching cry, but all he had left was the cold iron bars.

"Pfft!"

Xiaobai was immersed in his own world, and Liu Muqing gave up communicating with it.

Just as he was planning to go out and ask the big turtle when Luan Fengming would be back, he heard a thud behind him and Xiao Bai fell straight to the ground.

Liu Muqing quickly came back to her senses and let in a wisp of demonic energy to check on Xiaobai's condition. After a moment, she couldn't help but twitch her mouth.

"It's bad. This old city lord is also a fool."

Birds of a feather flock together. The transparent glass cover refined by the old city lord can indeed prevent Xiaobai's phantom eyes from hurting others.

But Xiaobai himself was not immune to this. The light refracted on the gorgeous glazed wall, and Xiaobai was once again cast into an illusion by his own phantom eyes.

Liu Muqing was fortunate enough to experience it once. Xiaobai's illusions were hard to defend against. Even though she had a strong character, she still experienced the terrible scene of her inner demons taking over.

Liu Muqing picked up Xiaobai's white bat body and put it on the bed. It was more of a huge bird's nest than a bed.

There are gauze curtains on the top, which are very girlish, and dead branches are used as the base, covered with a thick layer of white down.

There is also the faint fragrance of grass in the middle, giving people a weird and funny feeling.

Xiaobai's phantom eyes can cause people to fall into a coma, and after waking up, they will temporarily forget everything that happened before the coma. Liu Muqing is worried that it will be affected again.

He simply took off the transparent glass cover. It was light, thin and gorgeous, with a seven-color halo flowing through it, but it had a transparent charm.

It is very clear inside and out, and its texture is hard, making it a good material for refining magic weapons.

Placing it at the edge of Xiaobai's nest and leaving two bottles of refreshing pills, Liu Muqing walked out, intending to continue looking for the big turtle.

Old Grizzly and Little Black, who had evolved to huge sizes, stayed in the yard and did not squeeze into the room.

Liu Muqing came to the yard, found the two blue-winged wind eagles that had entered the door earlier, and asked:

"Do you know where the Turtle Commander is?"

"I don't know, and even if I knew I wouldn't tell you!"

Liu Muqing killed Qing Yi, but the Qing Wing Wind Eagle clan would not be respectful to her just because she was a friend of Princess Baifu.

"You're still pretty stubborn..."

Liu Muqing was just about to use some tricks to make the green-winged wind eagle speak when another green-winged wind eagle suddenly swooped in from outside the door.

"Your Highness, this is bad. The young city lord has been beaten up!"

Liu Muqing gave up the Green Winged Wind Eagle and said to the yelling Green Winged Wind Eagle:

"Qinggang, stop shouting. Xiaobai will take a while to wake up. What's wrong with your young city lord?"

Qing Gang's face immediately fell when he saw Liu Muqing, but he did not pretend to be stubborn because he knew that this woman was very powerful.

"Young City Master went to Tianyao City to buy thousand-year-old ghost mulberry leaves for you. On the way back, he was robbed and severely injured."

Liu Muqing's face turned cold. Anyone who dares to touch my ghost mulberry leaves is seeking death!

"Take me there and have a look!"

"Humph, you have some conscience and are still concerned about the injury of our young city lord."

Qing Gang flapped his wings and flew with Liu Muqing to where Luan Fengming lived.

Zhenhuang City was built on the mountain, and the entire city was surrounded by a huge mountain. The place where Luan Fengming lived was close to the top of the mountain.

Most of the people flying back and forth here are from the Luan Falcon Clan. Qing Gang was flying at a very low altitude and did not dare to collide with them. It seemed that the altitude of flight determined the nobility of their status.

"We are here. Go in by yourself. The young city lord has specifically instructed that you can go to his cave without any obstacles."

When they arrived in front of a huge cave, Qing Gang pointed at the entrance and spoke to Liu Muqing in a muffled voice.

Liu Muqing nodded, didn't care, and went straight into the cave. There was a plaque on the entrance that read "Luanfu East Palace" in a human-like manner.

The interior is grand and majestic, and indeed has some of the solemnity of a palace on earth, if only the bird droppings in the corners and the broken nests in the dark could be cleaned up.

No one stopped them on the way, and the dragon aura simulated by the Dragon Curse on Liu Muqing's body crushed Xiao Hei's blood.

No matter how you look at it, it's the noble dragon bloodline of the Jiao clan.

Near the palace door where Luan Fengming lived, the sound of conversation could be faintly heard from inside.

"Huoyu is suppressed, your tendons and veins are sluggish, and cold currents are gushing out of your body. The person who hurt you is most likely a member of the Jiao clan."

The voice was familiar, with a hint of old age and laxity. It was the Lord of Zhenhuang City, Luan Xiao.

"Little girl from the Jiao clan, you've come just in time. Is there a way to cure the cold wave in Ming'er's body? This is the magical power of your Jiao clan."

The old city lord's words were suggestive. Liu Muqing remained calm and came in front of Luan Fengming. Before she could say anything, Luan Fengming felt guilty.

"Mother Long, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I failed to bring the Millennium Ghost Mulberry Leaf back safely."

My eyes went dark and I had the urge to slap this evil boy to death. It was so shameful.

"Young City Lord, was it really the Jiao Clan who did this?"

Luan Fengming shook his head and said sincerely:

"My father said they were from the Jiao clan. They used their innate magical powers to summon a thick fog. I couldn't see what race they were from."

“It’s confirmed that it’s the Jiao Clan. The trouble caused by girl Bai some time ago has caused the Jiao Clan to lose all face.

The other party was just taking revenge, not killing him, and the Luan Feather I left on him has not yet been activated."

The old city lord Luan Xiao sighed and explained.

"A mere cold wave is not a problem for me, but can the Lord City Lord please send my followers away?"

The thing that the Xuanyin body fears least is cold air. From foundation building to pill formation, Liu Muqing has already mastered the Ice Mystery Technique. It's not that Liu Muqing has abandoned it, but he seldom uses it.

"You all, step back!"

"Yes!"

All kinds of birds guarding near Luanfengming all dispersed at the same time, and Liu Muqing then stretched out her scaly dragon claws.

The demon-transforming technique converts spiritual power into demonic energy, which is then transferred into Luan Fengming's body through the air, absorbing the cold current of the Jiao clan in his body.

Luan Xiao stood aside and watched Liu Muqing's hands absorbing the cold wave. His pupils flashed with a gleam, and he could see through the meridians under Liu Muqing's skin.

Such a complicated vein doesn't seem like that of a demon race.