"But you don't like him, do you?" The Demon Emperor seemed to have guessed the result a long time ago, and took over the words before Qing Ling said it.
Qing Ling glanced weakly at the Phoenix under the Demon King's butt, and apologized, but this result was what she wanted to say.
The Demon King didn't care whether Qing Ling's words hurt his son, so he sighed slightly and muttered in a disappointed voice, "It's really boring, it's almost the same as what's in the villain's book."
"What?" Qing Ling was a little confused. Did she hear something wrong just now?
As soon as the thought came to her mind, Zi Bao, who was hiding in her sea of consciousness, immediately jumped out and confirmed her suspicion, "Little girl, you heard it right, that's what the old Phoenix said." Old...Old Phoenix...
…
He raised his head slightly and secretly glanced at the Demon Emperor. There were more than 20 pairs of young people who had nothing to do with Old Phoenix. He happened to meet the Demon Emperor's eyes again and heard him jokingly say to his son, "Listen
Didn’t you realize that the girl you like doesn’t like you~~ It’s really a waste of time.”
After finishing speaking, the Demon Emperor seemed to still feel that it was not enough, so he added again, knocked Phoenix on the head with his hand, and continued, "It's really useless, even two little human girls can't catch up."
As soon as he said this, Feng Xuanhuang was not happy. He had been flying in the air with his wings flickering. His arms were numb for such a long time, but the old man sitting on him was still making sarcastic remarks, even though he was his father.
Nope either.
The phoenix soared into the sky. The speed and the fierceness of the lift seemed to interrupt the shaking of the person sitting on the back and cause him to fall down. Unfortunately, the plan did not come true. Feng Xuanhuang and his father were destined to be one foot taller than the devil.
Yi Zhang seemed to have correctly guessed Feng Xuanhuang's psychology. The moment he flew upwards, Feng Tianyang had already grasped the wings on Feng Xuanhuang's back and pulled out several of them without letting go. In the end, his son grinned.
brought back again.
"Smelly old man! Let me go! Your son's hair is about to fall out!" Feng Xuanhuang flapped his wings and shouted.
Upon hearing this, Demon Emperor Feng Tianyang immediately let go, put his toes on Phoenix's back, turned a few somersaults in mid-air, and landed on the coast. He stood not far from Qingling and looked up at the fluttering Phoenix with its feathers fluttering in the air.
Feng Xuanhuang also flapped his wings and transformed into a voluptuous red-haired beauty. Dressed in red clothes, he landed next to Qing Ling. He didn't hear the words Qing Ling just rejected again.
Here, it seems that I have become accustomed to the other party's rejection.
"Little Qingling, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much." The smooth words were stared at with dedicated eyes. When the handsome man said them softly, the meaning was different. In front of his father, Feng Xuanhuang seemed to particularly want to show off.
He has a close relationship with Qing Ling. As he spoke, he came to Qing Ling, with his back to Feng Tianyang. The tall figure from behind blocked the girl's weaker figure. It was unclear whether they were hugging or doing something.
Got it.
Demon Emperor Feng Tianyang stretched his neck to peek at what his son was doing, but unfortunately he didn't see clearly. Feng Xuanhuang took Qing Ling's hand and came to the Demon Emperor's side.
"Father, this is my classmate at Immortal Academy, Qing Ling, the daughter of the leader of Qingyu Mountain in the Eastern Continent, and she is also the person I like." Feng Xuanhuang said carefully, especially bringing Qing Ling in front of the Demon Emperor.
, which made Qing Ling a little more panicked for a while.
What is he going to do? Is he just introducing himself to the Demon Emperor?
But the last sentence is not as simple as an introduction.
"I know, you've told me this for the second time." The Demon Emperor replied nonchalantly, then put on a serious face. "Well, Xuanhuang is the prince of the Demon Clan, and you can't yearn for foreign races...
…”
"Okay, okay, you've told me several times, but I just like it. I can't get anyone I want!" Feng Xuanhuang plucked his ears, but he didn't take the Demon Emperor's words to heart at all.
Qing Ling looked a little dumbfounded and couldn't figure out what the hell the father and son were doing.
The Demon King changed his face again and opened his mouth to answer her question. He said to Qing Ling in a familiar manner, "Okay, okay, the process has been completed."
After saying that, he turned his attention to his son Feng Xuanhuang, and said seriously, "Now I have to persuade you. It's your stubbornness that you are so obsessed with. When you get to those demon kings, you can explain it yourself."
."
Qing Ling suddenly realized that the scene just now was actually an acting process?
The Demon Emperor did not stop the Demon Emperor's son from liking foreign girls. It seemed that it was only the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan who objected, so the father and son acted out such a lame drama in front of him, just to hand over the problem.
When Feng Xuanhuang's love for foreigners is blocked by the Demon King, should he resolve it on his own and the Demon King will no longer interfere?
Is it that simple?
This was too much. It was impossible for him and Feng Xuanhuang. He was His Highness the Demon Clan...