At the end of the night, an east wind suddenly blew up, causing the branches and leaves to sway in the distance.

Under the moonlight, the bald chicken looked timidly at Zhou Dao, hiding behind Ha Shiqi, its eyes flashing with strange colors, as if there were inexplicable emotions coming over him.

There was a nascent curiosity in his eyes, as well as a long-lost joy.

Zhou Dao looked at him and couldn't help but feel moved, and a feeling of happiness arose in his soul.

"Where did it come from?" Zhou Dao looked at the little chick that seemed to be just born.

It is bare, except for some fine down on its body, and only three red feathers on its head like a crown.

"Forget it, I went out to steal... to find something to eat, and this little thing fell from the sky and hit me on the head."

Ha Shiqi shook his head, looking depressed.

Originally, he wanted to eat the little chick, but the little thing seemed to regard it as its mother, clinging to him and making a fuss. The watery eyes made Ha Shiqi feel strange.

In the end, he couldn't make up his mind.

Such a small thing is not enough to fit between his teeth and has no value in swallowing.

Ha Shiqi told himself repeatedly, not admitting that he had any other thoughts about this little thing.

In this way, the clam wandered outside for a whole day, and this little thing followed him for the whole day.

After all, the bald-haired chicken is a newborn, and its movements are still awkward. How can it possibly keep up with Ha Shiqi's pace?

Several times, the little thing fell like a meat ball, making it scream and cry.

Ha Shiqi slowed down intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing this, the little thing turned from sadness to joy and hurriedly followed.

In this way, the little chicken came back with Ha Shiqi.

"This must be a little demon, right!?"

Zhou Dao grabbed the three red feathers on the bald chicken's head and lifted it up.

After all, Ha Shiqi is a monster, and a big monster at that. Even if he restrains his aura, it is not something that ordinary chickens can resist.

If it was really an ordinary poultry, I am afraid that even before touching it, my legs would have become weak from fear.

This little chicken must have just turned into a demon. It doesn't even have any demonic energy in it, so it is very weak.

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

The bald chicken was painfully carried by Zhou Dao, its watery eyes were shining brightly, its small wings were waving wildly in the air, and it let out a cry of grievance.

"Why don't you put it down first?" Ha Shiqi couldn't help but said.

"Don't tell me you want to raise it?" Zhou Dao looked strange.

Ha Shiqi is a big demon, and he is a demon sealing master, raising such a little demon!?

Such a little guy is not even worth sacrificing.

"You can't just throw it away," Ha Shiqi said, sticking out his tongue.

"What can this little thing do?" Zhou Dao was condescending and seemed to look down on it at all.

The little thing felt Zhou Dao's contempt, his breasts bulged, and his little face instantly turned red.

Immediately afterwards, the three red feathers on its head suddenly lit up, glowing brightly.

"Huh? It seems that this little thing can only be used for lighting. It is better than a candle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little thing seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and instantly became sluggish and slumped to the ground, breathing heavily, and the feathers on its head gradually dimmed.

"Not as good as a candle..."

Zhou Dao curled his lips, if it were Uncle Xu, he might keep it, fatten it up, and make a hot pot meal.

But Zhou Dao didn't have that intention.

"Just stay, the little thing is so pitiful."

At this moment, the little black cat lying in his arms spoke, its tail twitched slightly, and it looked at the chick with a rare motherly look.

"Then let's stay." Zhou Dao thought for a moment and looked at Ha Shiqi: "You take care of it."

"Remember, this is the Demon Control Department."

If you don't take good care of such a little demon, any demon-slaying guard can kill it.

"Understood, Master." Ha Shiqi grinned and patted the scared little thing on the head.

The latter looked confused and stared at Zhou Dao without leaving his eyes.

It was late at night, and in the courtyard, Ha Shiqi had already fallen asleep.

The bald chicken emerged from under its thick fur, jumped up and down, and entered Zhou Dao's room.

The room was pitch dark, and the three red feathers on the bald chicken's head lit up.

If Zhou Dao felt something, he didn't move and still maintained his sleeping posture.

The bald chicken jumped on the bed and looked at Zhou Dao curiously, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness.

The light of the feathers on its head gradually extinguished, and sleepiness began to rise.

The little thing consciously got into Zhou Dao's quilt, pressed against him, and fell asleep soundly.

Seeing this, Zhou Dao hesitated for a moment, did not care, and fell into a dream.

In the room, Zhou Dao's breathing was long and continuous, like the wind hiding in an empty valley.

At this moment, a faint light and shadow rose up, like a huge bird transformed into firelight, which manifested and disappeared with Zhou Dao's breathing.

That night, Zhou Dao had a strange dream.

In the ancient mountains, lava spurted thinly, and black smoke rose like a dragon, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

In the cave, a thin figure sat cross-legged. He was wearing a Taoist robe, and the flames behind him were like an emperor's crown, sacred and magnificent.

"The divine phoenix lineage is gone today."

The thin figure sighed helplessly, his life had come to an end, but his eyes were full of relief.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the cave collapsed, and a terrifying figure descended.

The man's appearance could not be clearly seen, but his aura was mysterious and blended with the void, as if he was the master of this world.

This kind of temperament is simply terrifying and terrifying.

"Taoist Shenhuang, I finally found you." The man whispered, without any emotion.

"I didn't expect that an anomaly like you would be born between heaven and earth. After the Great Ancestor of Qin, heaven and earth will respect you. Ten thousand methods will be melted, and the demon clan will be in catastrophe."

Taoist Shenhuang sighed helplessly. He had to admit that the man in front of him was stunning and unparalleled in the world. He had walked an unimaginable path.

"You killed King Yuan and merged the blood of the ancient demons into your body. Do you want to go against the will of heaven?"

"You talk too much."

The man whispered, and with one step, the entire mountain collapsed, and the fiery magma engulfed Taoist Shenhuang's figure.

The next moment, the cries of immortal birds resounded throughout the world.

In a trance, a huge shadow rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun. In the firelight, it was the final sublimation of life.

"There is always someone in this world who can cure you."

"The Sunset Sect? That lineage has long been exterminated by Yuanzu, and now I've killed it to the point of fear. It's invincible in this vast world."

The man said ruthlessly, and with one point, the world seemed to collapse, and the breath of destruction was born from the shadow of the fairy bird.

The divine flames all over the sky were annihilated, and a mournful cry shook the world.

In the extinguishing light of the fire, the last figure of the Divine Phoenix line finally fell and fell.

"One day, the Nirvana Phoenix Flame will light up the Sunset Mountain...One day, that lineage will come back to settle things..."

"Just wait..."

"King of Tao!!!"

The fierce general is like an illusion, the light and shadow are broken, and in the dark room, the shadows intertwined with firelight become more and more real. As Zhou Dao's breathing rises and falls, warm air flows between him and the little chicken.

…

At this moment, an ancient cave appeared among the rugged rocks in Shiwan Mountain.

In the deepest part, there are three pillars with faint fragrance, enshrining an ancient portrait.

There is a picture of a thin Taoist priest with three red feathers hanging around his waist.

Buzz…

At this moment, the three red feathers on the portrait suddenly lit up. It was fleeting, but like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, which was particularly touching.

"Mother..."

Suddenly, a shocked sound echoed throughout the cave.
To be continued...