She almost slipped off her sword and hurriedly steadied herself and flew down.

"Fei Yu. You, you. " She put away her sword and stared at the growing line behind her. She couldn't help wondering if she was going to stay together or something.

Are you kidding me?

Half the mountain in Changliu has been ruined, and it hasn't been repaired yet!

Chapter 72 Little follower

Qianbailing thought in her heart how to persuade Feng Fei Yu not to hold a grudge. Then she heard Feng Fei cool and cool and said, "what are you doing here?"

It doesn't sound good. I'm a little scared.

She hesitated for a moment, stumbled and explained, "I, I came to see you." Look at you. You and Qigu, is there anything I can do for you? " She carefully peeked at the thousands of bones behind several people, and then quickly drew back her eyes, laughing harmlessly.

Feng Feiyu looked at her and exposed: "come on, did the Confucian Zun ask you to come?"

Thousand Ling: "…."

Gee, why are you so smart.

"Hey, hey, I can't hide it from you."

"you don't have to guess. Now your master is in charge of Changliushan, and there is no one else but him." Feng Feiyu loosened his hand bone with disdain, turned back to the crowd and said to Qianbailing, "go back. I don't need you here. I'm going to succeed the devil. You should have received the message."

Qian Biling stopped two steps forward and asked tentatively, "We know, but at least you still have a long disciple. Is there no room for turning around in this matter?"

Feng Feiyu looked at her and said, "No."

Thousands of Ling is silent.

After that, the first thing master told me could not be finished with certainty.

Feng Feiyu ignored her, took the lead and took the lead in leaving. The others looked at each other and followed one after another, regardless of the little girl who was being covered in the same place.

"Ah, give me a minute."

Thousands of Ling came to her senses and hurried to catch up.

"Ah Feng, the little girl is catching up." Wading the moon gave the drumstick and bamboo dye to the people behind, but he was light with nothing to do.

Feng Feiyu did not look back, but he could detect the small steps followed by thousands of Ling. Fortunately, at the end of the walk is to kill buildings and Shan Chunqiu, so as not to be bullied.

She shook her head. "Let her go."

In this way, Feng Feiyu and his party went back to the demon world, followed a small tail, and didn't leave until they wanted to enter the boundary, as if they were going to follow.

Feng Feiyu held his arms and stood before the dark boundary of the demon world, looking at the thousands of Ling smiling at himself.

"are you sure you don't want to go back?" She asked, raising her eyebrow.

Thousand Ling nodded firmly.

That's right, if she doesn't go back, since she can't change the fact that she wants to be the next devil, then she will follow her. She does not believe it, the flower thousand bones are also there, she can bring the demon world to turn out the flowers!

Then she stayed in Feng Feiyu's acquiescence and attended her succession ceremony.

People from both worlds of demons have arrived with great fanfare.

Feng Feiyu has been changed into a pure black gown, black hair, black clothes and black boots, the pendulum is the usual blood-red other shore flower, whether or not to open, shaped like Dragon Claw. Buildings stood side by side with her, comparing Feng Feiyu with her charming and beautiful appearance.

With his hands outstretched, he said in a loud voice, "the demons obey!"

At the bottom, all the brushes responded: "Yes!"

Killing the stranger continued: "this monarch is the monarch, unifying the demons and demons, but he has done nothing and made no achievements since he reigned. seeing the demon world weakening day by day, this monarch is deeply saddened." Therefore, there is a female Feng Fei Yu, although the virtue is surly, but the ability is extraordinary. "

The demons looked down at each other and saw the cold-faced girl standing beside the fields and the people they had seen or heard behind her.

Then he listened to the buildings and said, "after the examination of the Monarch's succession, it has reached the elements that can take over the throne of the Devil. Today, the Japanese monarch will inherit the throne to her. In the future, you need to follow her lead and have no trace of heart. Violators will be killed by heaven and earth, and will never be born!"

Maybe he is finally going to leave office, killing buildings damage himself that is a face does not change his face and his heart does not beat, if not enough vocabulary, I am afraid all the negative words will be pressed on his body.

Feng Feiyu is also the first time to hear him stand in a high position and say so many high-sounding words, completely different from the usual narcissistic people who only care about their beauty sleep. He was dressed in purple clothes, with long hair scattered, and the mark of the devil between his eyebrows made him very seductive, powerful and sonorous, every word sonorous and forceful.

"Fei Yu, come here." She heard him calling herself again.

She regained her mind, took half a step forward, and came face to face with the buildings.

The buildings stretched out a white palm to her, and the palm was spread out in front of her. I only heard him murmur in a voice that could be heard by two people: "my beautiful and perfect hand, I'm going to get hurt later, Boing."

The nearly eight-foot man made a 'boing' sound, which really made the heard Feng Fei Yu want to cut off his ear.

"it's not too late for you to regret it, so you don't have to make another cut for yourself," she mocked. "

The succession of the devil needs the current devil and the successor to open the palms of the hand, close the wound, use magic as a matchmaker, and give the mark of the devil to the successor, which can be regarded as the completion of the ceremony of the succession of the devil.

Under normal circumstances, it is only a minor injury, and the steps are not tedious and fundamental, and no one will care. It so happened that he was so narcissistic that he would howl for a long time if he had a broken skin, not to mention that he had to make a cut in the palm of his hand.

But it was not easy for him to quit, and even if he felt sorry for his flesh wound, he could not give up halfway at such a critical moment!

So, in the face of Feng Feiyu's obvious mockery, he glared at her angrily, and then briskly rowed to the palm of his hand.

Feng Feiyu did not speak, turned his hand to practice his anger, and scratched his palm open.