"Although, although they were present, they were far away and could not be seen clearly."
Wang Pi's scalp began to feel numb, and he felt his master's cold gaze, like a snake spitting out poisonous messages, falling on him, which made people feel frightened.
He didn't know how to reply in order to escape from the tiger's mouth. After all, his companion just told the truth and was beaten to death by the moody master.
A numbing smile appeared on Vulcan's face, "So, you don't dare to get closer because you are afraid of the Lord of the Demon Realm?"
Wang Pi immediately fell to his knees.
"This subordinate deserves to die." The man kowtowed, his whole body trembling slightly with fear.
"You really deserve to die." Vulcan raised his hand, and when it fell heavily, his control shifted and he hit the table beside him.
The coffee table was torn into pieces, and Wang Pi didn't even dare to lift his head.
The Vulcan had murderous intentions at that moment, but after all, if he even killed Wang Pi, there would be no one around him to help him.
They're all useless trash.
Huo Yu dropped his sleeves with a cold face and said, "Get out."
"Yes, yes." Wang Pi bowed his body and stepped back as if he had been granted amnesty.
Just as he was about to leave the Fire Temple, he saw a frail-looking lady walking over wearing a thick plush cloak.
Wang Pi was slightly startled.
After all, everyone in God Realm City is basically a cultivator.
Even though some ordinary people may not have high levels of cultivation, at least everyone has the ability to protect themselves from cold and heat.
Judging from the dense fine lines at the corners of this woman's eyes and eyebrows, she must be quite young.
But there seemed to be no trace of cultivation on his body.
Who is this person, and why does he appear in front of the Fire Temple?
Wang Pi naturally stepped forward to stop her.
The woman smiled softly at him and bowed, "If you can please tell me, Zhou Xiang has something important to report to Lord Vulcan."
"Zhou Xiang?"
"Exactly, the little woman was originally a subordinate who followed Lord Ice God. Now Lord Ice God has been killed by someone, and the little woman wants to meet Lord Vulcan to explain the complicated reasons."
"Let her come in." With the fire god's ears, of course he had already heard the movement outside the palace.
Hearing Zhou Xiang speak clearly and logically, he seemed to be a very smart person, so he became interested in meeting him.
Wang Pi introduced Zhou Xiang into the Fire Temple, and with a cold glance from Huo Yu, he bowed and retreated.
Huo Yu cast his frivolous gaze on the plump, mature woman, and his eyes lit up.
Although Mrs. Xiang is over fifty years old, she is well-maintained and has a naturally feminine look.
Huo Yu is a pervert who is not taboo about meat and vegetables. Whenever someone looks good-looking, he keeps staring at them with some lust.
Mrs. Xiang smiled softly, knelt down and saluted, "My little wife has met the respected Lord Vulcan."
"No gifts, no gifts." Huo Yu stepped forward in three or two steps, stretched out his hand to help Zhou Xiang up, and squeezed the back of her white and tender hands.
Zhou Xiang was stunned for a moment, then cast a flirtatious look at the God of Fire, and shyly withdrew his hand, revealing half of his velvet-white neck.
Huo Yu couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw how she wanted to refuse but still welcomed her. She was obviously a well-informed, gentle and pleasant woman.
The gloomy impact that the Ice God's death brought to him has subsided a lot.
Vulcan stepped forward and held those well-maintained white and tender hands, "Your name is Zhou Xiang?"
"It's the little woman." Zhou Xiang raised his eyes, and smiled softly at Vulcan with a charming light.
Vulcan's heart was filled with laughter at her, and he subconsciously put his arm around her shoulders.