Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 588 The Sick Demon God (13)

"I don't know what that girl thinks..." Demon King An Qiu looked at Feng Qi with a strange expression and said.

"You have a good body of a natural sword god, and she turned you into a top-grade demon body..."

"And your bloody eyes..." Demon King An Qiu looked at Feng Qi with a complicated expression.

"The blood eyes that should be the representative of the innate demon body, why did they appear on you, a person with the body of a natural sword god?"

The words of Demon King An Qiu are extremely informative to Feng Qi...

"Is the blood eye a representative of a natural demon body?" Feng Qi looked at An Qiu and asked.

"Of course, everyone in the devil world knows me." An Qiu said.

He is a natural god.

Blood eyes are the representative of a natural demon body.

He and Feng Fei are compatriots with the same mother, and the national teacher has determined that they will give birth to a devil's fetus one day.

Feng Fei...

"How did you meet my Xiao Wan? Why did she suddenly have trouble accepting an apprentice like you?"

"Your bloody eyes... If I remember correctly, I've heard of you before. You are the second youngest of the Feng family, Feng Qi." An Qiu said while giving Feng Qi a big hug.

"Ah."

"Seeing that Xiaowan brought you back, I thought she snatched you back as a male pet because of your face."

"I didn't expect that she would take you in as an apprentice."

"In order to offend the Feng family as an apprentice, I have to go to great lengths to help you change your physique, and spend all kinds of talents and treasures to help you cultivate. This is a loss-making business, and I don't know what that girl thinks." An Qiu muttered. road.

Feng Qi: "..."

"Forget it, no matter what that girl thinks, she will accept you as an apprentice anyway." An Qiu waved his hands.

"Since you call me master, then this meeting ceremony is indispensable."

As he said that, An Qiu flipped his hands, and a small pitch-black stone appeared in his palm.

Looking at the familiar stone, the familiar size, and the familiar color, Feng Qi's gaze paused.

Really worthless...

There are so many...

"You first came to the Demon Realm, and you have just changed your physique. Now you are in urgent need of a good place to cultivate. This portable cave is perfect."

Feng Qi didn't speak, but silently stretched out his palm with the "red mole" in front of Demon King An Qiu.

Demon King An Qiu: "..." As expected of a father and daughter passed down by blood.

"Ahem, since you have this portable cave, I'll give you another treasure, Master." An Qiu took back the little black stone in embarrassment.

"Your cultivation base is too low, and the magic weapon sent to you for attack is not suitable. You only have magic weapon without cultivation base, which will only make the opponent want to kill and seize treasure even more."

"I don't think it's suitable to give you a defensive magic weapon... You can't escape if you stand there all the time."

"So, I still give you the magic weapon to escape."

Saying that, An Qiu flipped his hands and conjured a sword and handed it to Feng Qi.

"This sword is good, it can attack, defend, and fly."

"However, the main function of this sword is its flying speed. The speed of escape at critical moments will never let you down!"

"Thank you, master."

"You're welcome, we are all from our own family, and we people in the devil world don't like this."

"However, if you really want to thank me, it's not impossible."

After An Qiu finished speaking, as if she suddenly thought of something, she suddenly turned her head to Feng Qi, showing a mean smile.

"It's okay to say what the master needs."

"Well, look, I'm already old..." An Qiu said with a melancholy expression.

How old?
Feng Qi's gaze uncontrollably paused for a few seconds on An Qiu's clear and juvenile face like a "boy"...

(End of this chapter)