Dharma

There are so many different places.

Xia Jingge is also doomed not to get an accurate answer from Feng Fuling.Because an untimely voice sounded not far from them at an untimely time.Like a ghostly voice, frivolous and empty, echoing in this dark tunnel.

"What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. You guessed one thing right. It is not our usual style to go with monks." Xia Jingge and Feng Fuling followed the reputation together, and saw that at the end of the fire and in the depths of the darkness, there was a A slender figure standing against a wall.The two of them didn't dare to push it, Xia Jingge shook out the ice sword, Feng Fuling injected magic power into the sword, and they were all ready to fight.

"Boy, are you separated from your parents? Still can't find the way back to the Demon Realm?" The black shadow seemed to ignore the desire to fight, and slowly walked from the darkness to the light. Walking slowly, the soles of his shoes were made of unknown material, and they stepped on the ground full of gravel without making a sound, like walking on cotton.Because of this reason, Xia Jingge's first glance was not at the devil's face, but at his pair of shoes.It was a pair of jet-black high-top shoes, tightly strapped to his slender calves.I can't tell what shape it is, but it is probably a style only worn by demons.

Xia Jingge looked along the light of the fire, and caught a trace of a characteristic that may be shared by the demons, or it may be just his unique characteristics.Unlike their monks who always dress loosely and elegantly, he was wearing a black suit that was too tight and close-fitting. Inside the black coat, he turned out a dark red skirt, which was illuminated by the firelight. The silver light under it is eye-catching.

Looking at his description, he was born a bit more beautiful than a woman, but his smile was very frivolous, like a cynical playboy.For some reason, he looked at Feng Fuling vaguely with a complex expression.Sometimes it seems to be looking at a hated object, and sometimes it is like looking at a cherished person who has been lost for many years.

This made Xia Jingge feel slightly uncomfortable.

He asked aloud, "Where's the kid in Flowing Water Town?"

The black-clothed magician ignored him, didn't even look at him, and just continued to ask Feng Fuling: "How old are you?"

Even Xia Jingge could see the change in expression, how could Feng Fuling not understand, he already sensitively felt that this person definitely knew something about his life experience, so he endured the slight unhappiness of being looked at with that kind of eyes , replied with a cold face: "26."

Feng Fuling reckoned that he was going to get some identity information, and as expected, the black-clothed demon gave some conclusive information after hearing his age, but what he said was: "As a six-part demon, how can you be with a The registered disciples of the Jiuhua Sect come together? The vision is really unflattering." After the words of disgust fell, the black-clothed demon glanced at Xia Jingge, as if he was not looking at a person, but at a handy Squeezed bedbugs.

Xia Jingge was stunned when he heard the words Liu Bu Shang Mo, and he couldn't care what others thought of him.He recalled these words several times in a daze, before finally admitting that he heard correctly.He thought there were very few, at least there must be hundreds or thousands, but he didn't expect it to be so few.There are only a handful of them, so few that Feng Fuling should have a deep hatred with him, or a bloody feud with him.

Xia Jingge knew that there were originally six demon realms with six chiefs, but they were later unified by the demon kings, and the chiefs and their designated heirs became the six masters.Demon King is also one of them to show respect for the other five chiefs.It's just that there should be only five demon clans left now, and one of them was stationed in the world and did a lot of evil, and was beheaded by the Jiuhua faction more than 20 years ago.It was his father and several uncles who killed him with the joint efforts to punish his chief villain and drive out his subordinates.At that time Xia Jingge was not born yet, and the time was almost coincident with Feng Fuling.

Xia Jingge never expected that back and forth, it wasn't his Jiuhua faction and Fu Ling's family who had a deep blood feud that was hard to resolve, but Fu Ling and his Jiuhua faction had a deep hatred.

If not, how could the black-clothed demon know that he should belong to the six-part demon as soon as he asked his age?

Feng Fuling still didn't know what the meaning of the six demons was, but he couldn't hear the black-clothed demon talking like this, so he replied coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

The black-clothed demon spread his hands, smiled helplessly, and said, "It's about the taste of the six demons, so it's necessary for me to discipline you juniors who are not only deviant, but also threw their eyes into the West Sea." Look at his appearance He was only in his early twenties, and Xia Jingge never imagined that his actual age would allow him to call himself an elder, maybe he was already a few hundred years old.Thinking of this, Xia Jingge, who has always respected teachers and respected the old and loved the young, suddenly felt that he was half shorter.

...he's only 24.Maybe it's not even comparable to other people's fractions.

Feng Fuling was not moved at all, he pursed his lips without answering, and stared at the black-clothed demon coldly.

Seeing him like this, the black-clothed demon seemed to get angry suddenly, sneered, and suddenly swung his whip to attack Xia Jingge.Fortunately, Xia Jingge was prepared, dodged it, raised his sword and stabbed, he thought he could attack the black-clothed demon, but unexpectedly his ice sword was only a foot away from him, and it was already being stabbed from the tip of the sword. It was shattered, and the cold light and ice shards fell all over the ground.Xia Jingge didn't dare to push her harder, so she quickly pulled back and came back.

As soon as he turned around, Feng Fuling had already pressed his sword and dodged in front of him, ready to block the next move for him.

Seeing this, the black-clothed demon flattened his mouth, and suddenly asked a bit puzzled: "I really don't understand, just a registered disciple, with mediocre aptitude, and his appearance is nothing more than that. What do you like about him? Why don't you let the deity help you? It will also avoid causing troubles in the future." The black-clothed demon suddenly moved behind Xia Jingge in a flash, and attacked Xia Jingge with lightning speed, Xia Jingge recondensed the ice and turned his sword to block, although the sword body shattered again, at least It was for him to fight for space to move around, and successfully escaped.

The black-clothed demon immediately showed a look of surprise, but he was steadfast, and once again threw his whip at Xia Jingge.Feng Fuling arrived, stabbed obliquely with his sword, and entangled the flexible and hard black python whip.

The black-clothed demon seemed to have expected this move, smiled at Feng Fuling, and pulled the whip towards him. Feng Fuling was unwilling to throw away the sword and be caught without a fight, so he had to follow the whip to seek a change.

Unexpectedly, the black-clothed demon didn't play cards according to common sense at all. He hugged him and said with a smile: "You will definitely not be able to beat this deity. But if you follow this deity, this deity will consider letting him live, how about it?"

Feng Fuling's eyes widened immediately, it's hard to imagine that a queen who said she was an elder just a moment ago said such words to herself.But he wasn't easy to tease, and in the blink of an eye, he broke free from the long whip with no expression on his face, and stabbed him in the chest.The black-clothed Molue raised his eyebrows, and had no choice but to loosen the shackles on Feng Fuling, making him retreat to Xia Jingge's side.

The black-clothed demon wasn't angry at all, he just smiled and said, "You're good at it." Then he took another look at Xia Jingge, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." That look was not as disgusting as it was at first.

Xia Jingge came up to check if Feng Fuling was injured, raised her head and asked, "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that you are such a good artifact, but you will eventually fall into the hands of this deity." The black-clothed demon flicked his whip again, and the whip suddenly glowed red, and traces of devilish energy overflowed. As soon as they scattered into the air, they were sucked by Xia Jingge gone.At the level of the black-clothed devil, it is natural that something is wrong.He laughed again, with an evil and deceptive smile, "Xia Jingge, do you know where your weakness is? Your sword."

Xia Jingge naturally knew that his sword was special, but he didn't know that this sword was quite famous in the Demon Realm?Obviously, not many people in the cultivation world seem to know... "Why can you recognize my sword?"

"Because," the black-clothed demon laughed, "I personally killed the swordsmith." He turned to Feng Fuling again, stared at him and said with a smile, "Looking at Xia Jingge...you have unique taste. It's a pity he Doomed not to live long. How about taking you to see your father whom you have never met after the deity cleans him up?"

Feng Fuling is not a credulous person, holding his sword motionless. "You know who I am? How do you know?"

"Your demonic energy. Every demon's demonic energy is different. You can't find it now, but you will know it in the future. Your demonic energy is very special. This deity knows who your father is at a glance."

"I see." He still held his sword motionless.

"You don't want to see your father?"

"Nothing to do with you."

The black-clothed demon shook his head again and said with a smile: "You have been spoiled by cunning human beings, and you want to find it by yourself in the future according to the deity's words? Then you have to wait until the year of the monkey. The deity will advise you one last time, once Xia Jingge dies, your Love will eventually pass away, it is better not to struggle, let it go to the side now."

Feng Fuling didn't move at all, "I only like him. If you want to kill him, kill me first."

Xia Jingge showed a surprised expression, and turned to look at Feng Fuling.No matter how unworldly he is, he also knows that he can't talk about who he likes.

Fu Ling likes him?

Did he understand correctly?

At this time, the black-clothed demon said again: "When did I say that I wanted to kill him? What I want is to capture him alive."