Di Yuqi smiled and said: "Of course I will take it with me. This little brother of mine also likes this. It's just the right time to take him to have a long experience." He patted Mo Canghai on the shoulder again: "Canghai, what do you think?"
Mo Canghai is actually not interested in Shenma Fuxi. What he wants to do most now is to find a secluded yard first, and then catch a little phoenix to beat his teeth as a sacrifice...
But since Di Yuqi asked this, it seemed not good for him to refute again. Anyway, it was just a matter of taking a look, and it wouldn't take long if it didn't take long.
He had no choice but to nod his head and force himself to be happy: "I listen to my sister."
Di Yuqi smiled slightly and rubbed his head again: "That's good. It's very fun. You will be happy to see it. Maybe you will fall in love with it."
Mo Canghai smiled bitterly in his heart. This little girl seemed to be addicted to touching his head recently. She rubbed it from time to time. If his subordinates saw it, he didn't know what his expression would be...
If someone touched his head, he would chop off the hand and the arm without saying a word, but this little girl touched--
Forget it! He’ll touch it again later!
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The so-called Fuxi Land is a large platform, surrounded by fierce lava. There are countless sycamore wooden stakes scattered on the platform, scattered high and low, faintly forming a yin-yang and eight trigrams, and there is a faint murderous aura surging inside.
Di Yuqi has been holding Mo Canghai's little hand, standing on a high place in the air, overlooking the Fuxi Land below, with a high-spirited expression on her face: "Look, what is this place like? It's an excellent place for practicing martial arts."
Mo Canghai lowered his head and glanced: "I feel a little dizzy——"
"Don't be afraid, let's go, I'll take you down to have a look." Without any explanation, she took his hand and flew down.
She jumped in the air and stood on the tallest sycamore tree. The place where the sycamore tree could step was narrow, and only one person could stand on one tree. Emperor Yuqi volleyed Mo Canghai towards a wooden stake not far away.
Throw: "Be good, go and stand there."
Mo Canghai was unprepared. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly. He flipped in the air and stood fluttering on another wooden stake. When he raised his head, he was suddenly stunned!
Di Yuqi, who was standing not far from him just now, disappeared, and even the wooden stake disappeared.
And the wooden piles that were originally hanging in the air suddenly started to rotate around him, and the originally green sycamore tree piles turned into fiery red in the blink of an eye——
Flames emerged from the tree stumps and were arranged densely around him, sealing all the passages in front, back, left, right, up and down of him, like a huge fire cage, and he was the bird in the cage——
"Sister, sister—" Mo Canghai's face was pale, like a trapped little animal, trembling and looking around.
"The mighty Demon Lord is already over 10,000 years old, but he calls a hundred-year-old little baby his sister. Aren't you ashamed?" A voice slowly sounded outside the cage.
Mo Canghai suddenly looked up and saw the six guardian elders of the Feng clan standing in six directions. The third elder was looking at him coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
Mo Canghai was suffocated: "What demon lord? What do you mean?"
"Literally. Mo Canghai, we met hundreds of years ago. Could it be that you, noble one, have forgotten things and forgotten them?" The third elder spoke again.