shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 530 What kind of god deserves to be nominated in front of me?
Who knows.

When he turned his head and looked, Bai Zhi'er really closed his ears vainly.

There are slits in the fleshy little fingers.

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "Didn't I tell you to cover your ears and be disobedient?"

Bai Zhi'er turned her head silently, blinking her innocent and pitiful eyes at him.

"Brother Fuce, I'm not afraid~"

Feng Fuce had nothing to do with her.

I can only coax him when he is scared to cry.

He raised his eyes, his breath was harsh and proud.

Bai Zhi'er noticed that at this moment, a strange aura burst out from Feng Fuce's body.

It felt like an abyss that would swallow everything.

Any light that falls into it will only end up being engulfed in darkness.

The little guy blinked his long eyelashes twice in confusion.

The sounds in Prince Rui's Mansion seemed to have disappeared, only the sound of Yang Chi staggering up in this courtyard.

Feng Fuce squinted his eyes, and after seeing his face clearly, he sneered, "Yang Chi?"

This evil thing hit the wrong side and entered the body of the bandit leader he wanted to arrest.

Feng Fuce slightly raised his eyebrows and looked carefully.

"It's just in time, the Marquis is looking for you."

He took the initiative to step up and walked over.

Feng Fuce's posture was leisurely, his temples were as black as a crow's feathers, and his face was as cold and white as jade, full of indifference and cruelty.

As he gradually approached, the monster felt a strong sense of oppression.

The young man in front of him clearly looked like an ordinary person, so why did he have a killing intent soaked in blood and rain.

This feels... bad.

The monster took a step back, the severed arm was no longer bleeding, it was extremely strange.

It stared at Feng Fuce vigilantly with its scarlet inhuman eyes.

In order to save its life, it first reported its name.

"I am an immortal from Changxian Mountain. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years. Today I came to seek revenge, not to enmity with you! You are strangers to me, I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"

When Bai Zhi'er heard the word "immortal", she turned her head curiously, and let out a soft, confused voice: "Oh?!"

Is it a fairy?
Where is Changxian Mountain? Why hasn't she heard of it?
Feng Fuce easily held the back of her head, not allowing her to turn her head to look.

Seeing Feng Fuce's thin lips, the monster smiled mockingly.

Its heart sank, only bad premonition.

Immediately afterwards, before it could see clearly how Feng Fuce made a move, it was pressed heavily to the ground by that inexplicable force again!
The force was so great that the stone slab under Yang Chi's head shattered.

The body occupied by the monster is originally a mortal body, if it is slightly bumped, an ordinary person would have died.

But Feng Fuce watched with cold eyes, "Yang Chi" fell to the ground and wanted to struggle to get up.

The boy raised his boot and stepped on his head.

Just such a seemingly light movement made the monster scream and struggle, but it couldn't stand up anymore.

Feng Fuce's eyes were dark, and his tone was mocking.

"What god is worthy of being nominated in front of me?"

After all, he exerted a little force on his feet, and Yang Chi's face gradually twisted and broke.

Soon, the body was completely dead, and a black smoke escaped from the body, struggling to escape.

Feng Fuce watched the monster flying far away in the air in a panic.

He pursed his lips and snorted: "Weasels are just weasels, what kind of gods are you talking about?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Fuce realized that the little guy was still in his arms.

He looked sideways, and saw that Bai Zhi'er was also looking at him with big round and bright eyes.

That watery gaze was full of inquiry and curiosity towards him.

(End of this chapter)