Feng Hao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and tried to control the long skirt that fell to the floor to cover Prometheus' body.
Prometheus ignored Feng Hao's words and also used his spiritual thoughts to push down the long skirt.
Feng Hao admitted that Prometheus was indeed perfect, but he was not a stallion, and his spiritual mind controlled the clothes to rise again.
Prometheus was determined to take it off...
Tsk!
When there was a stalemate, the clothes were torn into pieces.
Now Feng Hao was embarrassed.
"Haha, you two are so elegant... If I stop talking, why don't you fly into the sky?"
A sudden sound in the room startled both Feng Hao and Prometheus.
It seemed that when they came in, they really didn't deliberately check to see if anyone was in the room.
But... Feng Hao then found out who it was.
Little ball!
Fortunately, Prometheus now has an extra piece of clothing on his body.
Avoid embarrassment.
Little Qiuqiu jumped down from the wardrobe in the room and lay directly on Feng Hao's shoulder, looking at Prometheus with his dark eyes.
Likewise, Prometheus also loved to look at him.
"Are you not a human being?" Xiao Qiuqiu spat out human words.
Prometheus nodded and said: "I am the King of Shura in the God Realm."
"King of Shura?"
Xiao Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that it would be particularly strange for a woman to call herself a king or emperor.
But the Prometheus in front of me, not to mention, really has that kind of "I am the king" temperament.
Prometheus looked at the little ball with a smile, blinked and said: "Come, let me give you a hug."
The little ball is so cute and easy to like.
Feng Hao smiled and said: "There's no way he'll let you hold him. This guy just likes to rely on me..."
However, just halfway through Feng Hao's words, the ball jumped directly to Prometheus.
The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.
"hehe……"
Prometheus laughed, held the little ball in his arms, touched the smooth fur, and chuckled: "Why don't I think he always depends on you?"
Feng Hao glared at Xiao Qiuqiu, what a shameless guy.
However, he was relieved about it.
At least, the monster Prometheus won't pester him anymore. The scene just now was really terrible.
He still has lingering fears.
"After you left, I felt a strange fluctuation..."
Xiaoqiu Qu suddenly spoke.
He looked slightly worried, and it was clear that things might not be simple.
Feng Hao asked doubtfully: "What kind of fluctuation?"
"It seems that there is a powerful being who, after breaking through in cultivation... left this world. Can it be said that he ascended?"
Little Qiuqiu was also confused. The aura suddenly became very powerful and then disappeared.
It's very much like the feeling of ascending.
"Where?" Feng Hao asked.
Xiao Qiuqiu shook his head and said: "This is a wave. I can't determine the source. I'm just telling you that there is such a thing."
"Actually, there is no need to worry so much. The Guiyuan Sword Sect is very good. I will go to bed first..."
The little ball’s head was arched back and forth on Prometheus’s chest, which was very unruly...
Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he had the urge to grab the little ball and beat it violently.
After all, he is also a dignified beast god...
Is it okay to have some moral integrity?
Seeing that Xiao Qiuqiu couldn't explain why, Feng Hao didn't think deeply about the soaring fluctuation.
The strong ones in the Ascension Stage are in the realm of cultivation, that is, the strong ones in the Mahayana Stage. They are not even as good as demons like Bai Ling.
There is absolutely no need to dig into the root cause.
"I'm going to the Jianzong Jianchi. You and Xiao Qiuqiu will stay at the main peak..."
Feng Hao looked at Prometheus. He now had the prototype of the Seed World. As long as he used the power of the Seed World, he would be almost as powerful as he was at his peak.
Of course, in this ancient world, his cultivation level is not that strong yet.
With the examples of World Tree and Shikun, Feng Hao still cares about his own strength. After all, if the Heart of the World is revived and strong men hiding in the dark appear one after another, it will be a bit embarrassing if the strength is not enough...
"Can I follow?"
Prometheus seemed determined to be Lin Yu's follower, his eyes flashing.
ah……
Feng Hao couldn't help but collapse. Now he suddenly regretted pulling her into his camp.
Just a follower.
"Can't go!"
Feng Hao said categorically that he no longer dared to be alone with Prometheus.
"oh!"
Prometheus turned around and sat directly on the bed in the room, looking sulky.
Feng Hao chose to turn a blind eye to this and left directly.
"This guy is really like a piece of wood..."
Prometheus was so angry that he jumped out of bed and stamped his feet, waking up the little balls.
"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"
The little balls of his eyes were looking around.
The sulky Prometheus threw the ball on the bed and chased after it.
"Feng Hao's love luck... is really... invincible!"
Little Qiuqiu shook his head and sighed.
He is also the beast god who shocks the world. Why don’t he have such an affair? It’s really a melancholy life.
…
Feng Hao relied on his connection with the Xuanyuan Sword and landed directly on the mountainside of a mountain that looked like a sword.
On the mountainside, there is a huge stone gate, but it exudes a sharp sword intent.
But after Feng Hao walked over, the sword intent immediately became cheering and cheering, without any edge at all.
Rumble!
The stone gate of Jianshan opened automatically.
If Gusu Baiyu were here, he would definitely be shocked by this, because the sword pool portal in Jianshan can only be opened by every sword sect master in the past and holding the master's token.
Not long after Feng Hao entered the Sword Pond, Prometheus followed him, and then... the stone gate of the Sword Pond opened unscrupulously.
Feng Hao noticed the movement, turned around and looked at the entrance, and was immediately... convinced!
"Didn't I let you stay in the room? Believe it or not, I will let you return to the starry sky, or throw you away into my world."
Feng Hao was really depressed. He actually didn't want others to follow anything that involved cultivation and some secrets.
But Prometheus came uninvited. Logically, he should be angry, but Feng Hao found that he couldn't get angry at all.
This is totally unlike his style.
"You are already my world..."
Prometheus looked at Feng Hao seriously.
puff!
When Feng Hao heard this, he almost fell down and fell from the deep pit in the middle of the mountain.
Below the deep pit is the sword pool...
Feng Hao lowered his head and looked down. The bright white light intertwined into an eggshell-shaped light curtain, enveloping Wanjian. At the same time, the sword intent rose and fell rhythmically like breathing.
In the center of the sword pool, there is a simple ancient bronze sword. It looks ordinary, but it is surrounded by thousands of swords.