Wei Yan was startled and asked angrily, "What are you doing?!"
Bu Tiange looked at him, her eyelashes raised, not trying to hide her surging anger.
"This is a personal feud between us. Anyone who tries to interfere will be killed. Don't play tricks unless you can bear to see them die in front of you."
"It's being used!" Wei Yan raised his voice slightly. "Don't I know your strength? Do you think I'm a fool? You want my subjects to die?"
Bu Tiange said coldly, "Excuse me, Your Excellency the Demon Lord, besides you, who else can mobilize a high-level demon that can half-transform?"
Wei Yan covered his face with his paws helplessly, "Put me down first, and I'll explain this to you."
"You wish." Bu Tiange smiled grimly, "I'll give you thirty seconds. If you can't explain clearly, I'll throw you down."
"Fuck, are you going to die?"
Bu Tiange raised his eyebrows and said happily, "Yes, I've come to terms with it. As long as I can kill you, I'll die with my eyes closed."
Wei Yan said helplessly: "In the demon world, if you want to improve your strength, besides practicing, there is another possibility."
"What's possible?"
"It was artificially created. I'm worried it's not a monster itself, but was created by someone with ulterior motives."
As Wei Yan spoke, his expression gradually became serious.
Although this expression looks awkward on a little fox no matter how you look at it.
Bu Tiange asked: "Who can create such a high-level monster?"
"As far as I know, there shouldn't be many, only..."
Halfway through his words, Wei Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes and refused to say another word.
Bu Tiange let go of him, and he fell to the ground with a thud, curled up sickly, looking not in good spirits.
"It's all because of the damned blood of the gods. It has harmed me like this..." He cursed weakly.
System: "Host, help him, merit points."
Bu Tiange spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, it's a historical issue, I can't help."
"You are a great figure in the interstellar age, host!" the system said with dismay, "After all, the end of science is theology. Can't you use your advanced understanding of science?"
Bu Tiange: “……?”
It seems that there is some truth to it.
She leaned over to look at Wei Yan, smiled, and asked, "Does it hurt? How dare you push me?"
Wei Yan buried his head and pretended not to hear anything.
childish.
Bu Tiange picked him up with a mixture of anger and amusement, and pushed aside the long white hair that covered the mark on his forehead.
For demons, the blood of the gods itself is a restriction.
If it is a restriction, it must have the most vulnerable core.
She released her spiritual sense to find the center of the formation and passed a little bit of spiritual power into it.
"Is this any better?" she asked.
The little fox nodded and nuzzled deeper into her arms.
Bu Tiange's expression changed, and his voice suddenly became sinister, "Where are you putting your claws? Get out of here!"
If you keep pushing me further, how can I not hurt you to death?
Wei Yan opened his eyes quickly, his gaze cold.
He said, “They’re coming.”
"who?"
"Their aura is very similar to that of the human-faced bird. They might be its companions, or they might be the one who created it."
Wei Yan wagged his tail slowly and said lazily, "Even though I'm injured, I still have this little bit of perception."
Bu Tiange looked up and saw that outside the glass window covered with spider webs and cracks, the black shadows were becoming more and more dense, like a flock of dancing crows.
She asked Wei Yan, "What is their purpose?"
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