"..."

The Peng demon looked at the tortoise shell bindings on his body, the bottles and jars of poison on the ground, and the sharp and ferocious hammer.

Then think back to the opponent's weird style of play.

"I don't want to kiss anyone."

The Peng demon cried loudly and unpleasantly. It felt that it was finished and its tongue would definitely be cut off and eaten with wine.

boom--

Classmate Xiao Li gave it a slap. The big bump on the Peng monster's bald head was covered with a small bump on top of it.

"Don't argue. I'll ask you questions and you answer them. If you tell the truth, I'll consider letting you go."

Li Mo said with a stern face.

The Destiny Divine Eye showed that although this Peng monster often harassed towns, it did not like to eat people. Instead, it liked to plunder cattle and sheep, or sneak into granaries to feast on them.

"Really?"

"You have no choice but to trust me."

"Then ask."

The Peng demon swallowed his saliva and became obedient.

"You've seen this woman, haven't you?"

Li Mo took out a red bean ice skin mooncake.

The Peng monster's eyes are bigger than mooncakes. In order to see clearly, its strong desire to survive almost made it cross-eyed.

"Is it her? Of course I've seen her!"

"She's a living demon! Look at the hair on my head! I shaved it off for her!"

The Peng demon complained bitterly.

"Where has she gone?"

Li Mo took a bite of the mooncake and asked.

"The land of the Qingluan clan." Peng Yao thought to himself, could this be the woman's enemy?

Otherwise, why would you want to eat the other person?

"If you want to hunt her down, you can only wait until she comes out of the Qingluan tribe's territory."

"The Qingluan tribe is small in number, but very powerful. They forbid humans from approaching, not even male demon beasts."

"I don't know why she was allowed in as an exception and even received an audience with the clan leader..."

......

The land of the Qingluan clan.

It is autumn now, but the place is full of life.

The trees are exceptionally tall, their roots and leaves all faintly a gorgeous blue-green, making this already beautiful place even more like a paradise on earth.

Roads and tree houses are connected on the trees, making it look like a castle built in the air.

A woman in blue was walking slowly in the city wall. Her figure was no different from that of an ordinary person, but her hands were wings and her legs were bird claws.

She flapped her wings and flew to the tree house at the top of the tree canopy.

But there stood a girl in a celadon skirt.

The girl's expression was like frost sinking at night, her eyes were as clear as the cold moon, and there seemed to be a layer of alienation and coldness surrounding her, locking her in her own world.

I'm afraid even a pure-blooded blue phoenix like our ancestor wouldn't be so cold and lonely.

In fact, this was not the case when she first arrived at the Qingluan tribe's territory. Especially when she was eating a kind of pie, a smile would appear on the corner of her mouth.

I haven't seen her eat mooncakes recently, and she's been frowning more and more.

Is it because eating mooncakes has some magical power to make people happy?

jingle--

The woman in blue shook the bell on her wrist at a peculiar frequency.

"Did the old patriarch call me over?"

Ying Bing asked.

The woman in blue nodded.

A man and a bird shuttled through the blue-green umbrella of trees, stepping on the mottled shadows of the trees, occasionally causing the girl to be stained with dust.

Jingle bell bell~

The woman in blue shook the bell again, meaning:

"really envy you."

"What are you envious of?"

Ying Bing withdrew his thoughts.

The woman in blue continued to shake the bell to express her meaning:

"I envy you for being able to speak."

Having the blood of the Blue Luan, one will never be able to sing throughout his life, even after transforming into a human form, he will still be unable to make any sound.

Unless you find your destiny.

But that's easier said than done.

It is very likely that a blue phoenix will never be able to make a sound throughout its entire life.

The woman in blue couldn't believe it. This girl with incredibly noble bloodline in front of her could actually...

She became more curious:

"Who are you thinking about?"

“He…”

Ying Bing's cold eyes rippled slightly, and her tone softened for some reason. The sunlight sprinkled on her crystal eyelashes, staining them with a trembling twilight.

"He's a prosperous wife fighting spirit."

Although the Qingluan clan is called this name, there is only one true pure-blooded Qingluan, and that is the old patriarch of the Qingluan clan.

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