1155 Birdman, I love the country more than the beauty

His pale face and blood-red eyes were particularly eye-catching among the group of crows. If he appeared so suddenly, it would be enough to give someone a heart attack.

If it weren't for the inconvenience in his hands, Feng Qingchen would have patted his chest sincerely.

It’s really scary, isn’t it!

This evil cult is truly terrifying, they deserve to be destroyed!

“Uncle Ninth Prince Dongling, your reputation is well-deserved. You are brave and courageous enough to venture into the holy land of our Holy Religion alone.” The face began to speak, and the next second, the flock of crows suddenly moved, and the owner of the face appeared in front of everyone.

"Birdman?" Doudou exclaimed, his eyes wide open.

It turns out that this group of crows surrounded this person all the way and flew over with him. No wonder the group of crows was so large and black, it was really scary.

The birdman glared at Doudou, flicked his robe, and the crows surrounding him flew away instantly.

It's amazing! He is indeed a birdman, and he can make crows obey him. Doudou looked at the birdman with starry eyes, and it was almost written on his face: "I admire you so much!"

The birdman ignored Doudou and looked at the Ninth Uncle, saying, "I am Qu Xihua, the leader of the Holy Church."

Pfft... He is obviously a bird man, but he still cherishes flowers. It should be called cherishing birds. Doudou secretly complained in his heart. Due to the powerful aura of the Ninth Uncle and the leader, Doudou was smart enough not to say anything.

The Ninth Prince and Qu Xihua looked at each other, and after a long while he said coldly, "Dong Ling Jiu."

As for the others, the Ninth Prince had no intention of introducing them, and Qu Xihua didn't care. After introducing herself, the two sides entered into the greeting stage.

"Uncle Ninth Prince is a guest from afar. I apologize for being rude."

"Master Qu is busy with his duties, and I am here at a bad time."

The two of them said nice things on the surface, but secretly they were hurting people's hearts. The Ninth Prince was lucky and did not take Qu Xihua's words seriously at all.

Qu Xihua was different. The Demon Cult had just been destroyed, and she was mocked by the Ninth Prince. She was so angry that she lost control and her murderous intent was revealed.

The Ninth Prince narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed across his jade-like face. Qu Xihua was startled, and quickly restrained her breath and laughed dryly twice.

"I'm sorry to be so rude. I wonder what brings you here, Uncle Ninth Prince." The Demon Cult is no longer what it used to be. Even though Uncle Ninth Prince brought only a few people, Qu Xihua didn't dare to act recklessly.

The evil cult cannot withstand another blow.

"Send him over. Your sect sent the young master to Dongling and ignored everything, so I took the initiative to send him over." The Ninth Prince waved his hand, and the secret guard brought Zhezhe over.

A trace of surprise flashed across Qu Xihua's pale face: "Zhezhe?"

To be honest, he really didn't notice Zhezhe's existence.

"Father." Zhezhe lowered his head, bowed, and looked sad.

"Well, come to father." Qu Xihua looked at the Ninth Prince warily and waved to Zhezhe.

The Ninth Prince did not stop him, and Ren Zhezhe walked behind Qu Xihua.

Qu Xihua was quite puzzled. Did the Ninth Prince really come here to send Zhezhe away?

This is impossible!

However, thinking that Zhezhe was fine, Qu Xihua was willing to do the Ninth Prince a favor: "Thank you, Ninth Prince, for sending my child here safely. I, the Demon Cult, will repay you one day."

In other words, you'd better get out of here now. Since you sent my son here, I won't bother with you about killing me for the sacred object of my religion.

"No need for that. I don't even take a small demon sect seriously." The Ninth Prince is not so noble as to repay a favor.

He doesn't need the Demon Cult to take revenge later, he wants it now.

"My beloved concubine, I injured both hands while rescuing your sect's young master. Please lend me a place so that I can recuperate for a while." The Ninth Prince said without giving way to refusal.

He must join the Demonic Sect, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

"Ninth Uncle, you also know that the Demon Cult is no longer what it used to be. I'm afraid I can't entertain you well enough." After the destruction of the cult, Qu Xihua became even more cautious. How could she be willing to let the Ninth Uncle stay?

This is the last resting place of the Demon Cult. If this place is found, the Demon Cult will be completely uprooted.

"I have said that I do not care about the Demon Cult, and I will not care about your fight with the righteous people in the martial arts world. Today I just need to borrow your land to heal my wounds." The Ninth Prince spoke again, mentioning his injury.

Qu Xihua looked troubled, but in her heart she was thinking about the feasibility of gathering the power of the Demon Cult to kill the Ninth Prince and his entourage.

The Ninth Prince kept staring at Qu Xihua, not missing the murderous intent that occasionally flashed in his eyes. With his hands behind his back, he quietly made a few gestures to the secret guards.

The secret guards moved without a trace, and while Qu Xihua was thinking, the secret guards had already formed an attack formation.

"Father."

At this moment, Zhezhe tugged at Qu Xihua's sleeve and said, "Doctor Feng broke both his hands while trying to save his son. That's the master of Xuanyi Valley."

"The master of Xuanyi Valley is here too?" Just these two sentences made Qu Xihua's heart moved.

After this battle, many people from the Demon Cult were injured. The doctors in their cult had limited abilities. If the master of the Xuanyi Valley had taken action, they would have suffered fewer deaths.

Qu Xihua was moved, and the Ninth Prince stood there quietly, waiting for Qu Xihua's decision.

Finally, Qu Xihua decided to take a gamble: "Uncle Nine has a crush on my Holy Religion, so I will arrange for a few of you to stay here."

"Master, you are too polite. The genius doctor Chi Lianshui will be here in three days. If possible, Master Qu, please send someone to keep an eye on him. When genius doctor Chi arrives, please notify me in time." The Ninth Prince had no idea what being polite meant.

Qu Xihua was even more shocked, and her cold eyes looked at Feng Qingchen for the first time.

He wanted to see what kind of woman could make the Ninth Prince invite the Master of Xuanyi Valley and Chi Lianshui at the same time.

Seeing this, Qu Xihua was quite disappointed. Although she was gorgeous and noble, and more beautiful than the average woman, she was far from being the most beautiful woman in the country. As for her courage...

They didn't even dare to look him in the eye. How brave could they be?

For the sake of such a girl, not only did he mobilize a large army, but he also moved to an unknown place. This Ninth Prince is truly a romantic man.

However, being a romantic person has its advantages. If they can control Feng Qingchen, perhaps the Demon Cult can use the power of the Ninth Prince to stand up again.

Thinking of this, Qu Xihua became three points less wary of the Ninth Uncle and a little more enthusiastic. After saying a few polite words, she led the Ninth Uncle deep into the woods.

Feng Qingchen glanced quickly at the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle did not say anything. He just held Feng Qingchen in his arms as he walked away. He was very careful all the way, fearing that the branches would scratch Feng Qingchen's hands.

The Ninth Prince put Feng Qingchen first, and turned a blind eye to the dangers around him and the occasional temptations from Qu Xihua. He looked like a man who would even sacrifice his life for the sake of a beauty.

After Qu Xihua's attempts, she felt even more delighted. A hint of coldness flashed across her sinister eyes. Thinking that as long as this was successful, the Demon Cult would be able to join the ranks of the powerful and wealthy, she could not suppress the joy in her heart for a moment.

Qu Xihua couldn't help but tighten her grip on Zhezhe's hand. Zhezhe felt pain but didn't even make a sound and just walked forward silently.

The father and son each have their own thoughts. One wants to repay Feng Qingchen's kindness, while the other wants to use Feng Qingchen to restore the reputation of the Demon Cult.

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen smiled at each other. They both saw through all of Qu Xihua's little thoughts.

If you want to use them, it depends on how capable Qu Xihua is!

Let’s see who has the better move!