Supreme Demon Concubine: His Majesty the Evil Emperor, addicted to pets

Chapter 92 Don't Take the Divine Beast Seriously 1
Before Xuexiu's face was about to completely freeze, Ling Beiyan finally let go of it.

Two lines of bitter tears inevitably flowed in my heart, Xuexiu couldn't figure out why Ling Beiyan bullied the beast so much?
The point is that it is a divine beast!

Shouldn't ordinary people pamper and treat it as a master when they encounter a divine beast?
With such a master who doesn't take himself seriously, Xuexiu is completely helpless.

The three-headed golden eagle looked at Xue Xiu with sympathetic eyes, but at the same time, he was careful not to make the young lady in front of him angry...

"Tell me, how do you want to compensate me? If you don't have a reason to appease me today, then you won't have a share in the barbecue today and tomorrow." Ling Beiyan said in a flat tone.

This punishment is undoubtedly more uncomfortable for Xuexiu than killing it.

Its code of conduct has always been that the head can be broken and blood can flow, and delicious food is absolutely indispensable!

Clearing his throat, Xuexiu quickly said, "My beautiful, generous and lovely master, do you know Fuxiding."

"Fuxi Ding?" Ling Beiyan said with bright eyes, "Of course I know, this Fuxi Ding is an ancient artifact."

Compared to the Fuxi Ding, the Nine Turns Supreme Ding is not a treasure.

However, Fu Xiding had long since disappeared in this continent with the fall of the previous generation of God of Medicine.

Could it be that this unreliable blood cultivator knows the whereabouts of Fu Xiding?
Seeing Ling Beiyan's interest, Xuexiu puffed up his chest and said, "I smell the smell of Fuxi Ding in the imperial capital! This treasure must be in the imperial capital!"

Its nose is the sharpest, especially for delicious food and treasures.

The rarer and more precious that treasure is, the more sensitive it can feel its breath!

It can be guaranteed by the animal head on the item, then the Fuxi Ding must be in the imperial capital!
Seeing Xuexiu's confident appearance, Ling Beiyan narrowed his eyes like a cunning little fox, obviously not trusting it.

It's no wonder that Ling Beiyan is skeptical of Xuexiu's words. Who made Xuexiu feel too unreliable?
Seeing that Ling Beiyan didn't believe him, the blood cultivator felt humiliated. He stared at Ling Beiyan with rounded eyes and said, "Woman, what is your expression? You don't believe in the great Master Xuexiu! Let me tell you... ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Beiyan gave Ling Beiyan a hard chestnut on the top of his head.

"Master Xuexiu, is this the way you talk to your master?" Ling Beiyan asked slowly.

Tears of pain splashed out, and Xuexiu looked at Ling Beiyan tearfully. "I was wrong, beautiful master, I really smelled the smell of Fu Xi Ding, I dare to guarantee this with my life, if what I said is false, you can make me into a barbecue."

"Roasted beast? I really haven't eaten it." Ling Beiyan said, sticking out his small tongue and gently licking his lower lip.

The bloodthirsty look made Xue Xiu shrink his neck again.

At this time, the three golden eagles hovering over Ling Bei's cigarette really couldn't bear her to continue ravaging Xuexiu, and said quickly, "Miss, what Master Xuexiu said is not wrong, its nose is bigger than a dog's nose." Turin, especially for the perception of treasures, it has never made a mistake!"

After the words of the three-headed golden eagle fell, Xuexiu flew towards it with a sharp glance.

To compare it with a dog, this stinky bird must be tired of life!
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