Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 598 The Sick Demon God (24)

Hearing this, the demon king who was very excited just now turned black instantly.

"Happy? Are you happy that I have wrinkles?" a certain demon king said quietly.

Another demon king who accidentally slipped his tongue froze...

Finished!

"Ahem, we didn't hear anything."

"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything."

"What happened? I just got out of my body."

The other demon kings who were watching the show removed their existence immediately.

As soon as these demon kings finished speaking, the demon king with fine lines suddenly rose up and flew towards the other demon king who was heading out of the demon king's palace.

With a "bang", a certain demon king was knocked down to the ground with a palm, and another demon king sat on his stomach, his hands tightly strangled the opponent's neck.

"I strangle you!"

"I'll make you stir up trouble, I'll make you happy, I'll strangle you, you black-hearted fellow!"

It was also the fight between these two demon kings who moved the venue that finally made An Qiu and several other demon kings discover Feng Qi's arrival.

Seeing Feng Qi's appearance, the other demon kings didn't react too much, but An Qiu, originally just casually glanced at Feng Qi and then looked away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked back, he seemed to think of something, and his whole body was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, under the astonished gazes of all the demon kings, An Qiu's eyes suddenly widened, and they locked on Feng Qi tightly.

"you you you you……"

"Master Zu." Feng Qi saluted respectfully.

"You, how did your cultivation level advance so quickly?" An Qiu asked.

"Also...on you...why do you have Xiao Wan's breath and imprint on you?"

Just after asking, before Feng Qi could answer him, An Qiu seemed to have thought of something.

His pupils contracted, his face was dull, he looked at Feng Qi in shock, and kept looking him up and down.

"You...you and Xiaowan...you..." An Qiu murmured.

"I would also like to thank my master for teaching me well. I will be a teacher for one day and be a wife for life." Feng Qi's lips curled up slightly.

An Qiu: "..."

"Princess An's breath and imprint?" The other demon kings looked at each other and murmured, frowning.

"Could it be...?" a certain Demon King exclaimed.

"Shuangxiu!" Several demon kings said in unison.

"You and Xiaowan are really dual cultivators?" An Qiu opened his mouth slightly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Yes." Feng Qi admitted readily.

Looking at Feng Qi in front of him, and feeling the familiar fluctuations in Feng Qi's demon energy, An Qiu's mood suddenly became very complicated.

Logically speaking, An Wan was finally wanted, and finally someone was willing to marry her, so he should be happy.

But why, he suddenly felt a little sad...

The daughter I raised with my own hands has been dependent on each other for more than 1000 years, but was snatched away by such a man who appeared out of thin air.

"Where's Xiao Wan?" An Qiu stared at Feng Qi and asked in a bad tone.

"Master is overworked and is taking a rest." Feng Qi said solemnly.

An Qiu: "..."

overworked...

overworked...

The more An Qiu looked at Feng Qi, the more displeased he became. However, his sad and disappointed mood didn't last long, and he soon noticed something was wrong.

"No, Xiao Wan's cultivation base is so high, how could she be overworked?" An Qiu stared at Feng Qi with an unkind expression and asked.

"It's because of me..." Feng Qi didn't hide or deny anything.

"What's going on?" An Qiu stared at Feng Qi sharply and asked.

"I'm the one who hurt Master..." Feng Qi whispered guiltily.

(End of this chapter)