A Different Life as a Demon

The woman's face didn't look very good, looking at the scattered flowers that were beaten all over the ground, frowned: "what a cruel person, my little flower just took a little breath of Yang, and actually destroyed my home, sisters..."

This little flower obviously has feelings for the same kind. Looking at a pile of lifeless flowers, tears fell.

At this time, her face changed greatly: "where's my body!"

The flower with a smiling face is gone.

That is her noumenon. Without noumenon, she can only be in this world as a soul.

Not only can she not practice, but with the passage of time, her energy will gradually disappear, gradually disappear, until it turns into nothingness.

"No, no, no, I want to find my noumenon!"

The woman snorted coldly, and her heart felt for a moment: "the body is walking, towards tiesha city..."

In an instant, the woman turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

At the same time, the fragments of flowers all over the ground were instantly extinguished.

Since then, the place where the flower demon was born has completely disappeared.

The fragrance of flowers that used to last for a long time is gone.

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"It was so close, i... I was actually doing that kind of thing with flowers?"

The motorcade is still walking.

Just at this time, the frightened Mao Feng was not sitting in the carriage, but riding a horse, still recalling the previous events.

At the thought of being on the wasteland, facing a wild flower

It's exciting for me to go.

However, while Mao Feng felt stimulated, he was actually extremely afraid.

However, he knew that in general, he would be really cool if no one saved him in such a situation.

Thinking of this, he thanked Sun Bo one after another.

"Uncle sun, fortunately it's you. Jiang is still old and spicy. After going back, I will talk to my father and let him reward you." Mao Feng said.

Uncle sun shook his head slightly. "Although I work in your house, I'm also your father's sworn brother. You don't have to say these polite words to me."

Mao Feng smiled awkwardly, thinking that just now, he really regarded uncle sun as an outsider.

"If you thank, thank Mr. Zhao. If he hadn't made a quick decision to say that you are absorbing Yang, I'm afraid it would take a lot of time." Uncle sun glanced at Wang Zhong and said.

Wang Zhong looked back: "you're welcome. You've prepared horses for me. I'm already very grateful."

"Well, uncle Sun said he wanted to thank you, so he must thank you." Mao Feng bowed politely: "after entering the city, I will be the host and take you to our hottest Yihe garden."

Sun Bo's face darkened: "young master, young master Zhao is honest. Can you say less about this kind of place?"

"Er... Sorry." Mao Feng was embarrassed: "anyway, master Zhao, as long as you need anything after you enter the city, I'm sure Mao Feng can help."

"Well, thank you." Wang Zhong didn't refuse this.

Seeing Wang Chong, he stopped talking. At the moment, Mao Feng's eyes were extremely complicated.

Look at this young man named Zhao Xiaodong, who is about the same age as Mao Feng.

But look at others. At this time, they have been traveling. Whether they are doing things or talking, they are low-key and neat. The key is that they are handsome next to themselves.

Compared with this young master Zhao, I seem to be a lot worse.

So he secretly vowed to learn from him.

So sometimes, excellent peers are the best role models.

Mao Feng thought a lot all of a sudden. This is probably that after making people die once, the whole person changed.

So Mao Feng decided to learn from indifference first.

From now on, Mao Feng no longer chatters, but glances at Wang Chong, looks straight ahead, and walks slowly.

Mao Feng stopped talking, and the team was indeed much quieter.

This makes the big guy's ears a lot cleaner.

It's just because I've just delayed a lot of time. Although the team speed up a lot, it's getting dark.

"Tiesha city is too late. Let's go to the post station in front." Sun Bo shouted back.

Soon, a post station appeared in front of him.

After entering the post station, many people have taken their seats here, and they are all traveling merchants by visual inspection.

"Young master, talk less later, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Before entering, uncle sun reminded Mao Feng.

Mao Feng waved his hand, "don't worry, uncle sun. I know this."

This post station is not too big and a little shabby, but no one is worried about its safety. After all, there has been no strange event in this place for a long time.

Soon everyone took their seats for dinner. Sun Bo was very polite and invited Wang Zhong to take his seat.

When eating, Mao Feng looked around, as if looking at something.

At this time, a young man came over, poured tea and said softly with a smile, "my guest, can I help you?"

The so-called service, in fact, is that now you live in some small hotels, and soon someone will put a small card under the crack of your door.

This kind of small card is often printed with exciting patterns, and the price service is written on the back. The price is usually in

get down to business.

After living for so long, Wang Chong naturally saw what the boy meant.

To be honest, these businessmen have been out all the time, and their nerves are often tense. Sometimes it's OK to relax.

So at this moment, many people became excited.

Especially Maofeng.

It seems that the cat smells fishy smell and its eyes are bright.

Soon, this guy and the boy walked aside and began to chat.

"Hey, this young master can't bring him out in the future." Seeing this scene, Sun Bo was very helpless: "people who have fiancees are still like this."

"He already has a fiancee?" Wang Chong was also a little surprised.

"Yes, the baby kiss set up when I was a child. The two families are well matched. It's a pity..." Uncle sun sighed again.

Wang Zhong found that Sun Bo's outlook on life must be very pessimistic and always sighed.

"The young master's fiancee, like you, is also a short-lived person." Uncle sun shook his head and sighed softly.

"Er..." hearing this, Wang Chong was also stunned.

"They are not only short-lived people, but also extremely ugly."

Wang Chong is clear.

Since he is a short-lived man and extremely ugly, it is no wonder that he will not be liked by Mao Feng.

"I don't know the level of Linggen of master Mao's fiancee?" Wang Zhong asked.

"Level 2." Sun Bo said positively, "do you think it's strange? When she was a child, she also secretly took folk prescriptions, which should increase the Linggen level. I didn't expect it to be level 2, hey..."

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. After hearing this, Wang Chong secretly said that this was not the same as him.

When I was a child, I also took folk prescription, and Linggen only measured level 2.

So it seems that Linggen, Mao Feng's fiancee, should be level 1.

But Wang Zhong didn't think much. It was all family business.

At night, Wang Chong rested alone. As for Aunt Zhu, he arranged it next door.

As for Mao Feng, I don't know where he hooked up with a woman and led her into the house.

However, in the middle of the night, Wang Zhong felt something wrong, and a fragrance filled the air.

This smell is really fragrant, and it is exactly the same as the smell of the flower field.

"The flower demon came?" Wang Zhong looked at the wrapped flowers in his arms. He guessed that the flower demon was probably looking for her body.

The taste is getting stronger and stronger.

The whole inn is very quiet.

Wang Chong simply sat up and looked at his door.

I saw that the door was slowly pushed open, and the aroma became more intense.

A half dressed man, lightly tapping his little feet, came in. l0ns3v3