He jumped up, and the strong wind beside his ears raised the fluttering corners of his clothes, but it was so amazing.

What can be seen is only layers of white mist and the black rock wall that cannot be clearly seen under the overlapping white mist but can be clearly seen. Well, Yi Xiaorou was wearing black clothes. If there was no accident, she would have fallen down.

There should be no chance of him getting hung up on some branches that suddenly came out to save his life. After all... the child's luck didn't seem to be very good.

Then... we can only go directly to the bottom of the cliff to find it.

A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared on Nalan Mufeng's originally flat back. It changed for a while and gradually turned into a pair of black wings. The wings spread and flapped all the way down.

From a distance, I seem to see that under the white mist below, there is no longer thick ink but no other colors, and suddenly there is a faint light. Although it is weak, it only appears dimly against the dark cliff.

Nalan Mufeng approached her all the way, only to realize that the woman who in his mind might be trying hard to prevent herself from falling or might be thrown to pieces was floating in the air, with a purple light all over her body, and the iron on her body.

The chain and the black iron stone were removed at some point, and the shoulders on both sides were clearly deformed by the pressure. The sticky blood stained the clothes and clung to the body.

The gorgeous purple brilliance floated up and down, as if it was a little unbearable, but seemed to be very stubborn, and finally placed her safely on a piece of land that was more prominent and had enough space.

Disappeared.

Nalan Mufeng followed him all the way. Fortunately, the place was indeed spacious, enough for him to stay. He just glanced at Yi Xiaorou with some disgust. In his heart, he was infinitely disgusted with the purple light that appeared inexplicably. He had no brains and did not send her directly.

Go to the top of the mountain, but put it in a place like this. After all, it is a wild mountain, with gravel under your feet. It was only thanks to her that she passed out that she could sleep so peacefully.

He knelt down, lowered his eyebrows, and bent over to stare at her little face, which was not even remotely beautiful but was now stained with dirt and blood. He pursed the corners of his lips, bent over, picked her up, and unfolded her.

The wings flew up all the way until they landed on the rocks on the edge of the cliff. He turned around and stared at the bottom of the bottom of the cliff. His wide sleeves flicked slightly, and the originally deep black turned into sparkling blue waves like the blue sky.

It became a gurgling river.

The so-called training ground is just an illusion created by him, and presumably, even if the capital of the Purple Kingdom is surrounded by mountains, it is impossible to have a large number of animals and such a dangerous geographical location, otherwise it would not be the capital of a country.

Naturally, he also wanted to prevent accidents like today from happening. He didn't have to worry about anyone discovering what he did today and causing unnecessary trouble to the little guy in his arms. But he also felt that it would bring nothing.

Unnecessary trouble and a waste of time.

Yi Chengyu, who was on his way to Youcheng, didn't know why, but he stopped on the way. His faint eyes fell on the location far away in the capital of the Purple Kingdom. His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see what he was thinking about, but after all, he just glanced at it, and then

and continued his journey.

Time flies, but in the blink of an eye, three days pass through the fingers in a hurry. Some people have done a lot of things in these three days. No, some demons, such as a certain demon king, have learned how to do it in these three days.

How to use spiritual fire to roast an ordinary chicken without using any special care and make it not burnt but still delicious.

Some heretics, however, passed by easily, such as Yi Xiaorou, who spent the past three days sleeping.

Although she is not a human body, she is a sealed body after all. Her body is somewhat weaker than that of ordinary humans. In the eyes of others, her body is somewhat stronger than that of ordinary demons, but she is just that.

A touch of stubborn stubbornness. In the end, at this time, she still had to admit that in the beginning, she was actually not as good as those demons after all. Perhaps, she was worse than ordinary people who had not practiced any magic or telekinesis.

It would be a few points weaker, let alone after training for so many days without any rest.

It was just that she had just woken up after sleeping for a long time, and she was probably not used to it. She stood up with her hands on the ground, her eyes were still looking blankly, and her eyebrows were twisted. She raised her right arm and rubbed her eyebrows with her knuckles.

, I think my head hurts after sleeping for a long time.

"Huh? Are you awake?" came a slightly confused and lazy voice from the side, with a kind of silent charm and laziness. It was like the cherry blossoms filling the sky in March, which only made people feel the spring breeze.

The spring water of Qixin Lake ripples.

Naturally, if an ordinary sentence can express such a rich... artistic conception, it must be Nalan Mufeng.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head, his misty amber eyes were as confused as a newborn baby's, and his round eyes were slightly narrowed at this time, looking as lazy as a kitten.

Am I still alive? Is it him? Is it possible? Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind. She slightly bent one leg to support her elbow, put two somewhat deformed fingers on one side of her forehead, and her thumb on the other side, and rubbed it again

Rub your eyebrows.

At this time, a certain demon king still insisted on roasting his chicken. When he had touched enough, he put away the spiritual fire released in his palm, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and took out a small piece of chicken from the space.

The jar of cumin was sprinkled on without saying a word. The scent of cumin and roasted chicken floated in the air, which was naturally a big temptation for Yi Xiaorou, who had not eaten for several days.

She turned her head and stared at the roast chicken that Nalan Mufeng took off the grill. She just stared at it blankly without saying anything until after a while, she looked away again.

Nalan Mufeng glanced at her, but he just felt that her temper was really bad. Yin Yin was so greedy that she was unwilling to even open her mouth. Sooner or later, she would starve to death. Forget it, he was a generous Demon Lord, naturally.

Not caring about her being a little heretic and a female heretic at that, he took the chicken and placed it horizontally in front of her.

She raised her eyes, as if she didn't quite understand what he meant. Seeing that he didn't express anything, she was about to raise her hand to take the roast chicken from his hand.

A certain demon king seemed to be a little slow to react before he came to verify her doubts. He placed the roast chicken in front of Yi Xiaorou and then turned back to him.

………

So, when she was hungry, she looked at a certain Demon Lord who was just holding a roast chicken. In front of her, he took a jade plate from the space with special attention and vividness. It had green and white lines on its edge.

There are also various patterns and colors as a lining, which is elegant and elegant. It is really his style...

There was a cool breeze on his cheeks, and I could see that he made almost no movement. The chicken landed firmly on the plate from the air, arranged neatly in slices.

"..." So, in fact, the cultivation of Nalan Mufeng is so... that it can be made into a daily routine? The spiritual fire can be used to roast chicken, and the wind element can turn into a wind blade and be used as a knife... In fact, it is not

No, it's just that basically in everyone's general consciousness, the cultivation of spiritual power elements is only for fighting. This kind of use... I feel that it is an insult to the word "Martial Arts", and practicing thousands of years of magic, but just using it.
Chapter completed!