After a while, Feng Yi finished his last stroke and stared at the portrait obsessedly for a long time before slowly breathing out a breath of turbid air. He looked back at Liu Yanyun who was surprised beside him. After comparing the two, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He could no longer feel the feeling just now on her body. Perhaps the most beautiful smile in the world would be frozen in this portrait.

"Can you give it to me?" Liu Yanyun asked softly.

Feng Yi thought about it and handed the portrait to her. He knew that perhaps one day when she found that the smile of the portrait became an obstacle to her practice, she would destroy it without hesitation.

"Young Master Feng, Your Majesty the Night Demon King invites you over." Billy said.

"I understand." Feng Yi responded and walked out.

The Night Demon King stared at his youngest son with his cold eyes, as if he wanted to see flowers from him.

"Stupid boy, take the call." The Night Demon King suddenly shouted loudly and punched Feng Yi in the chest.

Feng Yi's face changed, his wrist trembled with a strange arc, and his palm rubbed his back leg as he barely caught the fist of the Night Demon King. The huge force coming from the fist increased instead. He had no doubt that if he could not resist this punch, he would definitely be lying on the bed for several months.

"Drink!" Feng Yi shouted loudly, and a black light flashed on his body. Two pairs of magic wings formed behind him. They uploaded continuous magical support. Only then did the step back stop, and more than ten hard black rock bricks under his feet were trampled to pieces.

The Night Demon King withdrew his fist, and a hint of relief appeared on his gloomy face, saying, "Very good, even the fifth level of the Night Demon Technique of the Eighth and the Ninth Olds, I can't hold on with the fourth level of the Night Demon Technique. I think you have worked hard in the past two years and have encountered some opportunities."

Feng Yi shook his numb wrist and grinned: "Isn't this your preference, old man? Otherwise, I'll have the realm of the six-winged blue demon."

The Night Demon King didn't care much about Feng Yi's name. This is also the difference between the demons and humans. If anyone dared to call his father like this in the human kingdom, he would have been expelled from the house by a discount.

"How did you use to cover up the demonic energy on you?" asked the Night Demon King.

"I don't know." Feng Yi said very simply. In fact, he guessed that it was because of the magical bead in the eyebrow orifice, but he wouldn't even say it even if he killed this secret.

The Night Demon King glanced at him, and did not ask again, but said in a deep voice: "After tomorrow's Demon King's sacrificial ceremony, it is a five-year Demon Youth Competition. You cannot escape the competition with the girl from the Mad Demon Family. Tell me, you are sure."

"Ten." Feng Yi's words shocked the Night Demon King. Although he tried his best, he believed that if he wanted to fight Belita, who had the six-winged blue demon, the winning rate would be at most 10%.

The Night Demon King waved his hand and signaled Feng Yi to go out. He obviously didn't believe his words, but he didn't want to add pressure to him anymore.

The next morning, Feng Yi pushed open the door, looking very tired, making people wonder if he was a seven-day night.

"Young Master Feng, did you not sleep all night last night?" Billy, who was guarding outside, ran over and asked with concern. Through the wide open door, you could see that the bedding in the room was still neat, which means that his master did not go to bed at all. However, he was also a little strange. With the physique of an ordinary demon, he would not be so sleepy even if he didn't sleep for three nights. Besides, the master was a four-winged yellow demon, but he would not ask about this question because he was a qualified servant.

Feng Yi moved his muscles and nodded.

The grand sacrificial ceremony of the Demon King began on the sacrificial platform in front of the Demon Hall, and the demon witch presided over the entire ceremony.

Below the stage was an endless demon clan sitting cross-legged. In front was the representatives of the three demon kings, and behind were all demon clans who came spontaneously to participate in the sacrifice of the demon king. There were millions of demon clans, crowded with all the open spaces where people could sit. Even the streets near the Demon Hall were full of demon clans. This was considered a pilgrimage ceremony for the demon clans.

Feng Yi was mixed in, dozing off with his eyes closed, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't wake up, which attracted the attention of some higher demons next to him.

Not long after, Feng Yi's body suddenly began to fall to the side, and the weight of his entire body leaned against a demon woman next to him. He tilted his head and laid it straight on her shoulder.

The demons who noticed this situation were all shocked and turned their heads and dared not look again. They could sit around them with high-ranking demons with royal status among the three demon kings, and the fierce demon woman who was regarded as a pillow by Feng Yi was a person who didn't dare to provoke even the three demon kings. She was the biological sister of the Blood Demon King, Belita's aunt, and the blood-heart shadow of the twelve-winged purple demon realm. She was hailed as the first genius beauty of the demon clan fifty years ago, but now the title has fallen to the point.

Her niece Belita. Since she has not married yet and Belita's biological mother died early, it can be said that she raised Belita with her hands. Belita's arrogant and arrogant personality is probably what she has used to. And there is another thing about Blood Heart Shadow that has been talked about by all demons. When the Demon King was still young, he stole her little hand from drunkenness, but was chased by her for several months. Now the Demon King's son imitated him, and I wonder how miserable the fate would be?

In fact, it wasn't Feng Yi who deliberately took advantage. God could testify that he didn't even see clearly whether the man or the woman was sitting next to him. But after closing his eyes and dozing off, he subconsciously studied the dark green magic bead on the eyebrow orifice. When he carefully explored the bead with his thoughts, a suction force suddenly came from the bead, which firmly absorbed his thoughts, so that he didn't notice it when he fell to the side.

Xuexinying's pair of blood-colored eyes turned cold. How dare this guy who didn't know how to take advantage of her in this way? Is it because she hasn't moved her muscles for too long in recent years? She condensed the magic power in her body into a sharp cone and stabbed Feng Yi who was leaning against her. But what surprised her was happening. Feng Yi, who was leaning on her body, was shocked after being stabbed by the magic cone, and his head slid down from her shoulders and buried his head in her extremely pointed and plump breasts. Apart from that, he had no reaction. The magic cone she emitted was like a stone sinking to the sea, and the effect seemed to be only a small vibration.
Chapter completed!