Chapter 239

The edge of the devil world.

There is a valley named Wind Valley, where there are mountains and water, trees and flowers.

It's like a paradise.

The mountain is a high mountain with a cliff, and the rock wall is like being hacked by a knife and an axe.

The water is a deep pool and brook, the pool water is secluded and unfathomable, and the stream is gurgling and tinkling.

The trees are thousands of years old, rugged and old, and each one is like an ancient fairy guarding the bank.

The flower is a small orange flower. I don't know the name of it. There is one and only one. The whole Wind Valley is full of its figure.

The reason why the Valley of the Wind is called the Valley of the Wind is because from time to time there will be a magical wind blowing from the demon world.

This wind carries demonic energy, which forms a strange fusion with the aura here, which seems to be of great benefit to practice.

Instead, it has attracted many strange people to come here to practice, live, or live in seclusion.

Half demon, half demon, even a cultivator.

Because of these people, in this windy valley, it is not peaceful, and there are dangers everywhere.

At the place closest to the Demon Realm in the Wind Valley, there is a bamboo forest. Affected by the magic wind, the bamboo forest grows extremely luxuriantly, and it is emerald green at a glance. They are more or less magical and aggressive.

Beside the bamboo forest, a woman in a green gauze skirt bent over, picking the nameless little yellow flowers one after another.

She was a little thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.But the face is delicate and lovely, the corners of the mouth are always raised, revealing a sweet smile.

After a while, there were already a large handful of small yellow flowers in her hand.

And at this moment, a black shadow appeared in front of the woman.

He looked at the woman in front of him, deliberately raised one foot, stepped heavily on the little flower she was about to pick, and rubbed it twice.

Seeing this, Yuzhi frowned, and roared angrily: "Hey, you stepped on my little flower!"

"Huh? Is it?"

Chi Ye snorted disdainfully: "These little broken flowers are all over the mountains and fields, if you step on it, you will step on it."

"What is a little broken flower? What do you mean when you step on it?"

Yuzhi's brows tightened even more, and she raised her head, she wanted to see who was so brave to play wild on her territory!
Just looking at it, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The man in front of him had an extremely handsome face, his skin was a little pale, the corner of his mouth was raised slightly, his eyes were full of energy, and his pair of phoenix eyes were lifted up.

With a kind of arrogant arrogance and Zhang Yang.

"Are you from the Demon Realm?" Yuzhi asked.

"Yes!" Akano nodded calmly.

"Get out!" Yuzhi's voice was mixed with a strong hatred.

"Why should I get out? Just because I'm from the Demon Realm?" Chi Ye was puzzled.

"Of course, is there another reason?"

"But... aren't you also from the Demon Realm?"

"Bah!" Yuzhi spat directly: "I and you, I am different from you!"

"That's true, after all, you're just a half-demon." Akano raised his lips, "Half-demons are indeed different from us, half-demons are a kind of... lowly and unrefined stuff!"

"You man! You really deserve a beating!"

Yuzhi took a deep breath, then raised his right hand, pinched a formula, and a wave of devilish energy rushed towards Chiye.

"Humph!"

Seeing this demonic energy, Chi Ye was even more disdainful.

He didn't think that a burst of demon energy from a little half-devil could do anything to him.

What's more, it's the kind of little girl in front of her who looks like she can be killed with a single slap.

So he didn't choose to dodge, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"--boom!"

(End of this chapter)

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