"Kids, be good, come and take a look at this box."
In a secret courtyard of the Demonic Path, Feng Kuang was holding the Open Sky Treasure Box and coaxing Qin Shaojie in a slow and soft voice. He was the one who lured Qin Shaojie out of the supermarket last night and then led him all the way here.
"Don't look, take it away, I want to breastfeed." Qin Shaojie yelled, and with a slap, he opened the Tianbao box and flew out of Feng Kuang's hand with a "swish", and flew far away.
"Grandma, this is the ninth time." Feng Kuang's teeth were itching with hatred. From the time he tricked Qin Shaojie last night to now, it was already the ninth time he wanted him to open the Tianbao Box. But who would have expected that this guy is
He didn't care whether he was alive or not, and kept clamoring for milk. If he wasn't fed, he planned to run away. After finally deceiving him, could he run away easily? The answer is of course impossible.
Ever since, whenever Qin Shaojie wanted to run away, Feng Kuang would comfort him in a slow and soft voice. After comforting him, he would take out the Kaitian Treasure Box again. The result was tragic. He kept dawdling all night, and the Kaitian Treasure Box was once again taken out.
Qin Shaojie slapped him away. Feng Kuang couldn't get angry yet. As soon as there was any sign of getting angry, this man would curl up his lips and his eyes would burst into tears. If he didn't comfort him, he would definitely have a fight with him.
You can fight, but you just won't open the Tianbao Box.
After Feng Kuang picked up the Kaitian Treasure Box again, he suddenly smiled. "Fuck, I'm so mean."
Feng Kuang suddenly realized that what he had come up with was an extremely bad idea. So now he was like a dog, and the Tianbao Box was the stick. As soon as the owner threw the stick, the dog had to pick it up.
Feng Kuang's teeth were itching with hatred, but he had no choice. This guy was more ancestral than his ancestors now. He didn't know whether the other person was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He would make trouble if he didn't agree. He would do it if you made a move, but he had no choice.
Although Feng Kuang claims that his force value and Mo Luo rank first among the Eight Gates of Demonic Dao, facing the current Qin Shaojie, he always has a feeling of powerlessness. Let's fight. Now I really can't say whether I can beat him.
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"Kid, can uncle take you to find someone else to play with?" Feng Kuang once again picked up the treasure box that had been slapped away by Qin Shaojie, and discussed it while suppressing his anger to run away.
"No, I want to breastfeed." Qin Shaojie shouted again.
"Eat, eat, come with me and you will have milk to eat." Feng Kuang said.
Hurry up and throw him to the demon lord, but you can't handle it. If you continue like this, you will probably go crazy with him.
Feng Kuang, who had been tortured all night, finally couldn't calm down anymore.
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"Demon Lord, my subordinates are incompetent and there is no way for him to open the treasure box." Feng Kuang handed the Open Sky Treasure Box into the hands of the mysterious man and quickly told what Qin Shaojie had done that night.
The mysterious man didn't say anything. He took the Open Heaven Treasure Box and put it aside. The two eyes behind the mask stared straight at Qin Shaojie, as if he wanted to see if Qin Shaojie was really crazy. But Qin Shaojie didn't even look at him, looking curious.
He looked like a baby, tilting his head and looking at the dark Demonic Temple.
"Take him down and find a female disciple." After watching for a while, the mysterious man said.
"Demon Lord, what are you doing?" Feng Kuang asked in confusion.
"Doesn't he want to nurse? Satisfy him." After saying it too late, he sat down and stopped talking.
"Yes, I will take your orders." Feng Kuang gritted his teeth, said no more, and walked out with Qin Shaojie.
"Suck..." Along the way, Qin Shaojie said these two words the most.
"You scolded me." Qin Shaojie curled his lips again and was about to cry.
"No, I didn't scold you." Feng Kuang quickly defended. But we can't make this living ancestor anxious now. If he screws up what the Demon Lord has told us, even if he is Feng Kuang, he can't bear it.
of anger.
"You cursed."
"Really not."
"You just cursed."
"I really didn't scold you. Look, there is milk to eat."
Feng Kuang, who was so confused that he almost wanted to kill him and thank the world, finally saw the female disciple he had ordered to call coming over.
"Wind Chime, why is it you?" Feng Kuang looked at the female disciple in black attire in front of him and asked in shock.
"Why can't it be me? Didn't you send someone to find me?" the female disciple asked coldly, but there was a hint of charm in her eyes.
"This bunch of rubbish." Feng Kuang cursed secretly. He ordered his subordinates to find something important to do and asked him to find a female disciple. As a result, in order to please him, this bastard found his daughter.
That's right, this female disciple named Feng Ling, dressed in black, is Feng Kuang's daughter. Although she knows who her father is, she doesn't know who her mother is, because it is said that Feng Kuang discovered her
At that time, she was just an infant. So, she hated, hated her, the man who abandoned her and her mother. Even though he was one of the masters of the Eight Demonic Sects, he couldn't help but hate her. And Feng Kuang
Although the name sounds almost crazy, after confirming that it is really his own flesh and blood, he still will not do things like tiger poison and food.
"Go back and find someone else." Feng Kuang said in an almost commanding tone.
"No, I'll do it. Tell me, what should I do?" Feng Ling said decisively, his tone more firm than Feng Kuang.
"You..." Feng Kuang pointed at the wind chime and said extremely angrily. "Do you know what to do? He wants to feed, do you have it?"
Originally, Feng Kuang shouldn't have said such words in front of his daughter, but out of desperation, he blurted it out.
"I don't care." Feng Ling was surprised at first, but then calmed down. Because she hates, she hates. She will do anything that makes Feng Kuang feel unhappy.
"Okay, okay, then you go. Remember, what the Demon Lord told you is to let him open the Kaitian Treasure Box. If you mess up, even I can't protect you." Feng Kuang was angry and said
He turned around and walked out of the courtyard. But then he turned around and saw the wind chime pulling Qin Shaojie into the house, and felt a little regretful.
He clenched his fist vigorously, but in the end he didn't stop him.
This is why among the eight demon sects, Feng Kuang’s strategy is unmatched, and his strength is also unmatched. It’s not that he can really surpass all other sect masters, but that he is more powerful than others.
He is cruel and ruthless. For the sake of profit, his daughter can be sacrificed.
"Is your name Qin Shaojie?" Feng Kuang could not be seen, and Feng Ling's cold and handsome face no longer existed. He looked at Qin Shaojie and asked lightly.
"Suck milk."
"You bad guy." Feng Ling's pretty face turned red, and her eyes were even more charming.
"Perhaps, you can help me escape from this prison." Feng Ling said softly, as if talking to Qin Shaojie, as if talking to himself. After speaking, he gently unbuttoned his clothes.