Feichu has no other special abilities, but he can fly very fast. It takes less than half a day to travel back and forth between the two ends of Dali.
So Bu Tiange asked him to follow Qing Xuan, one to monitor her, and the other to make it convenient for him to report news to her in this underdeveloped plane.
Fatty: "Chirp..."
——Don’t even mention the host, the system almost died at the hands of that pervert.
Bu Tiange frowned and looked Feichu up and down.
He's fat and strong, and doesn't seem to be injured anywhere.
Fatty Chu complained with tears and snot: "Chick, chick, chick!"
——Host, do you know that the Bai Yueguang you've been thinking about is a complete pervert? !
"Oh." Bu Tiange's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised at all.
Fatty was desperate.
How could it forget that its host doesn't seem to be a normal person either?
This is birds of a feather!
Bu Tiange lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you have anything else to say? How is he...now?"
“Chirp!”
——The target person is doing very well now. Not only that, he also gave Tiandao a beating!
——Humph, the system thinks that the Way of Heaven is supreme, but it actually says that the system is a defective product. How excessive!
Feichu touched his head, still feeling angry.
From Fei Jiu's messy narration, Bu Tiange barely guessed what had happened.
She is a person who likes to go against the will of heaven. After discovering this, the heaven tried every means to make things difficult for her, which shows that it can no longer sit still.
really.
It hasn't found her yet, which only means she is still useful.
As for Tiandao's attitude towards the system, Bu Tiange had already guessed it.
Things created casually can be thrown away in the blink of an eye, and the same goes for her.
Fat Chu: “…Chu?!!”
——How has the system offended you recently? Why not fix the system?
"Okay, I won't scare you anymore." Bu Tiange rubbed its little head. "Thank you for making this trip for me. You've worked hard."
Feichu was stunned for a moment, "Chuck?"
Why is the host suddenly so gentle? This is not her style.
Bu Tiange held Feichu in his arms and slowly walked up the mountain.
She still had something to say to Chu Xiafeng, but not now.
Miao Prince's Mansion.
Tiandao fell to the ground, his blood-stained hands tightly clutching his abdomen, his face filled with shock.
The silver knife was pressed against his neck. Qing Xuan lowered his head to look at him and said in a low and charming voice, "There is no medicine to cure the centipede poison. How does it feel?"
Tiandao sneered, "I really underestimated you."
"Are you also secretly supporting those rebellious barbarians?"
Tiandao coughed and spat out a mouthful of thick black blood.
He wiped it with his bloody hands, but it only made his face more messy.
He said disdainfully, "These humans are backward and stupid. I'm not that boring."
The knife against his neck cut a line of blood, "Tell the truth."
"Do you think you can kill me by killing this body?" Tiandao laughed. "I am immortal. We'll see."
Qing Xuan bent down, pinched the Miao King's fat cheeks, and shone his cold gaze into his slanted eyes.
"No, I won't let you die. I will let you stay in this human body and experience the pain of the flesh."
Before he could finish his words, poisonous insects emerged from all directions and occupied the palace again.
Compared with the previous wave that rushed into the Miao King's Palace, they were larger in size, and each one was translucent and extremely poisonous.
The Gu King has the ability to command hundreds of poisonous insects, and it takes more time to summon old poisonous insects.
The time has come, and all the poisonous creatures have gathered. A giant scorpion, two fingers long, is wrapped around Qing Xuan's wrist, as if greeting him.
He lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Good boy, thank you for your hard work."
Tian Dao asked, "Do you want to use the same trick again?"
"It will only make you more comfortable than last time." Qing Xuan patted his face and smiled, "Enjoy it slowly."
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