If the Third Prince is truly that great demon, with his abilities, he could crush Shang Dongyang dozens of times over with a mere flick of his little finger.
How could he allow that incompetent Shang Dongyang to hang such a thing at his door, humiliating him day and night?
Ji Chenhai, Wuying, and Wuhen were all filled with puzzlement.
But if the Third Prince isn't that great demon, then who else could be the great demon lurking in the palace?
It couldn't possibly be that incompetent emperor Shang Dongyang!
Seeing that they hadn't moved for a while, the impatient Magpie couldn't help but urge them, saying, "Boss, Brother Wuying, Brother Wuhen, what are you waiting for? Let's hurry up and go in to find them!"
"Don't rush. We're not sure yet if that demon is the Third Prince. If we've found the wrong person, we might alert him," Wuhen quietly reassured Xique via telepathy.
"What should we do? It's not good for us to just sit here and wait," said the magpie impatiently.
"You all stay here, I'll go in and check first," Wuhen said, getting up.
Wuying grabbed him and said, "Go, you stay here and take care of Lord Ji and Xique. If anything happens, only you can handle Xique's fiery temper."
Wuying's blunt truth made Wuhen and Xique feel embarrassed, so they had no choice but to let him go.
At this moment, inside the Red Sleeve Palace.
Shang Beiyu was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, slowly brewing tea with a serene expression.
Xiao Jianzi stood behind him with her hands clasped behind her back, seemingly calm, but secretly she was also transmitting her voice to Shang Beiyu: "Your Excellency..."
"Ignore them. First, find out if there are any of the little guy's immediate family members inside. If they are, beat them up and send them back so they can invite the little guy and the Ninth Prince to come in person. If they are not, kill them without mercy." Shang Beiyu said calmly, doing the most elegant thing, but saying the most cruel words.
Emerald Snowfield, Black Purgatory Branch Altar.
As the little creatures consumed less and less of the Earth Flame Essence, the temperature inside the cave dropped significantly.
Ma Chengrao, starving, repeatedly wailed into the communication jade slip, "Young Master, Princess, if you don't come out soon, I won't even have any dry rations left."
With each wail, he would take a small bite of the rock-hard flatbread in his hand, feeling utterly aggrieved.
With each bite of the pancake, he felt so uncomfortable he wanted to cry.
Oh no, his stomach has been spoiled by the Ninth Princess's cooking.
Without the Ninth Prince's wife, he will never be able to eat properly again!
But the Ninth Princess really can't cook for him for the rest of his life. What can he do? He's so stressed... *sobs*
"Do you think I'm stupid? I don't know how much food you have on you. If you keep howling, I'll drag you in and roast you like a human kebab." Ji Fengming's roguish and carefree voice came leisurely from the jade slip, both evil and lazy.
Ma Chengrao was so frightened that he choked on a piece of dry bread, almost choking him to death.
Just then.
"Bah!"
"Bah!"
Two clear whistles pierced the sky and came from beneath the crimson lava. Two birds with wingspans the size of fans shot straight up from the lava, splashing countless pieces of crimson lava, like plum blossoms in full bloom, a truly beautiful sight.
Those were the Golden Phoenix and the Azure Phoenix; in just a few days, they had clearly grown a lot.
When they went down, they were still two round little balls.
It is now clear that they are birds, with distinct claws and wings, and much thinner.
"Didn't we say we were going down to eat something delicious? How come they've lost so much weight?" Ji Fengming looked at Qingluan, who had become so thin that her neck was practically visible, and felt very sorry for her.
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