Immortal Dongluo was shocked and suddenly understood that Feng Qingyang wanted him to let him go!
He stammered and felt embarrassed: "Kekeke... But if you leave, what will happen if the Emperor of Heaven pursues you?"
"You are so good at talking, can you not handle it?"
"I……"
"Um?"
With a magnetic nasal voice, Dong Luo Daxian heard the call of death.
He waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, I'll let you go, I'll let you go right away..."
Feeling the coldness of the Wentian Sword again and again, the Great Immortal Dongluo just wanted to send this demon away quickly so that he could be safe!
Feng Qingyang looked at him with disdain as he staggered up from the ground, while guarding against his deception.
Dong Luo Daxian resisted the strong pressure from him and said bravely: "Master Demon Lord, please come with me!"
Walking to the bottom of the exit, before using his spiritual power to open it, he reminded Feng Qingyang: "Lord Demon Lord, there are fourteen levels of cracks, there are fifteen levels of cracks, sixteen levels of cracks... This fairy world has a total of twenty-seven levels.
, there are more immortals appearing on each level, you..." You can't escape!
He didn't dare to say the last five words!
Although, he also wished that Feng Qingyang would be discovered by others while escaping, besieged, and be captured and tortured in Wulei Pond.
However, when he was secretly cursing Feng Qingyang, he was also afraid in his heart - if the big devil couldn't escape and the Emperor of Heaven knew that he had let him go, wouldn't he also have to die?
Charming phoenix eyes glanced lazily at his troubled eyes, taking in all his mental activities.
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly in his heart and said expressionlessly: "Just open the exit for me!"
As he spoke, he transformed into a fairy boy.
The soul-catching chains that locked his hands and feet were hidden in his sleeves and under his robe. No one would be able to spot the clues unless they looked carefully.
Just when Immortal Dong Luo was secretly happy that he had put away the Wentian Sword, Feng Qingyang reminded him lightly: "If you don't want me to go on a killing spree in the immortal world, I advise you not to play any tricks!"
Immortal Dongluo's eyes flashed, his back stiffened, and he said in a low voice: "Don't dare, don't dare..."
…
On the small wooden bed, in the halo of the blooming purple lotus, little Qiansi is like a sweet sleeping baby, sleeping warmly and sweetly sucking in the delicious spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Luo Juege and Nalan Xuanyue were sitting cross-legged on the ground with peaceful postures and rosy faces.
Even Han Ruoshui, who was standing aside, had her skin become more translucent and shiny.
In the purple light, a fairy-like woman descended from the sky, walked slowly outside the small bamboo house, and called softly: "Is there anyone? Is anyone there?"
Han Ruoshui was awakened by calls. She subconsciously turned her head and looked outside the house. She saw an elegant and pure woman standing outside her door. She frowned and walked out.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Girl, does Chen Xi live here?"
"Are you looking for her? What's the matter?"
"It's a little urgent! Please ask the girl to come out!"
When the visitor saw Han Ruoshui looking at her with guarded eyes, she smiled lightly and didn't care.
Seeing Han Ruoshui standing still, she asked again: "Is it inconvenient?"
"She is a little inconvenient now. Girl, if you have something to tell her, just tell me! I will tell you!"
Intuition told Han Ruoshui that the woman in front of him was elegant and extraordinary, and that such a person must have come to Chen Xi for something important.