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Feng Jiu stared blankly, the golden light disappeared into the sky, and then left with the three children. There was a deep sense of reluctance and loss in his heart.

She stood at the bow of the ship and watched quietly. It was not until a long time later that she walked back to the cabin: "I will take a break, and you will call me when you get to Tianshan." She left a message and went silent in the cabin.

Du Fan and Leng Hua Lengshuang looked at them, and they just sighed in their hearts.They are also reluctant to leave the three little masters, but they all know that only leaving is the best for them.

In Shangxianjie, in a palace, four Da Nengs are sitting together discussing matters.

"Isn't it said that Feng Jiu was taken to the Demon Realm? Why did I hear that the Demon King sent her back? What the hell is going on? Didn't you ask someone to check it?" The 30-something-year-old Xuanyi man asked in a calm voice, the sharp eyes under his sword eyebrows were as sharp as a blade, making people afraid to look directly.

"Who knew that the Demon King was so timid? Seeing that the Demon Empress was killed, he didn't even dare to take revenge. Instead, he sent Feng Jiu and his party away." The other person frowned, his majestic face with Displeased: "I really wasted such a good opportunity."

"Then Feng Jiu is the destiny Phoenix star, and he would die in the demon world so easily? According to the monarch, we have to take Feng Jiu's life personally, and no one else can count on it."

The man who was speaking was a middle-aged man. He stood up with his hands under his hands while talking, looked at the other three people, and said, "Wait! There will always be a chance to take her life, that Xuanyuan Moze is not righteous. Is it just planted in our hands?"

"Speaking of that Xuanyuan Moze, it is said that the spiritual power of that piece of heaven and earth has not completely dissipated, and it is gradually solidifying and becoming stronger, I am afraid that Xuanyuan Moze has not died yet, maybe somewhere healed and waited for the time. "The other person's face is thoughtful, and his brows are slightly twisted: "If this is the case, then it will be a little troublesome."

The other person took a sip of the spirit tea, and said disapprovingly, "What's the trouble? If they want to ascend into a fairy, they must pass through the ninety-nine and eighty-one ways of the sky. Are we still afraid that we won't have a chance to intervene? No matter how powerful they are, can they be better than the four of us?"

"The words are so good, but the growth of these two people is really amazing. If they really grow up, they will really become the master of the world. Then, where will we have the status of the Sifang Great Emperor? "

"The little monks from the lower realm, even if they are in charge of a world and dare to fight with us, we will not tolerate them!" The middle-aged man said in a calm voice, humming, and said: "I want to fly into a fairy. , It depends on whether they have that ability!"

A few people looked at each other and smiled in unison. They picked up the spirit tea and took a sip. One of them said: "Yes, we are the great power of heaven and earth, and the emperor of the Sifang, wanting that only two people How difficult is life? We want them to live, they can't die, and we want them to die, they can't live either!"

"Hahahahahaha! Well said! Come on, I will use tea instead of wine and toast you a cup!" The other person laughed loudly, holding the spirit tea and bowed to them.

"Please!" The other three also replied, and then took a sip of the spiritual tea, glanced at each other, and laughed unanimously.