The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

At first, the demons of the Baishi tribe were still hoping that their god of war would suddenly appear at the foot of the mountain in the tribe, smiling and saying to the warriors who happened to be patrolling by, "I'm back."

But thousands of years have passed, and in the mouths of some young monsters, the God of War Storm has become a heavy stroke in history rather than a vivid existence.

So, the wind eagles who still remember the god of war storm only have a tiny wish -

I hope the God of War can come home.

In any form.

Live or die.

Come back...come home.

Our god of war, our family.

Holding the wooden box, the priest and Storm burst into tears.

Feng Xiaocao also hugged Fengbao's legs and cried like a tear monster.

The priestess was relatively calm. She wiped her eyes and said to Ji Qingzhou, "Fellow Daoist Ji, you are the benefactor of our Baishi tribe. I would like to present the ashes of the God of War to the tribe leader. She will definitely thank you on behalf of our tribe."

"I still have to track down my friend, so I'm afraid I don't have time. I've taken note of your kindness."

Ji Qingzhou shook her head and refused. She did not forget that the most urgent task of this trip to the demon world was to find Ji Qiuyu.

What's more, Ji Qiuyu's current condition is very wrong.

We can't let him stay in the demon world for too long.

The priest had heard Ji Qingzhou say that she was pressed for time. Although he was filled with emotion, he could not persuade Ji Qingzhou to stay. He could only say, "If you have time later, please come to our Baishi tribe. We will entertain you well."

Ji Qingzhou agreed with a smile. Feng Bao saw that she was anxious, so he said, "I will lead the way for you and send you away. With me here, there won't be any blind monsters around here causing trouble."

We agreed to travel three thousand miles, and not a single step can be lost.

"Me! I want to go too."

Feng Xiaocao suddenly spoke.

Feng Bao glanced at his bruised face and was a little skeptical: "Can you still fly?"

"My...my broken bones were reconnected by Daoist Fellow Ji. I can fly now!"

Feng Xiaocao didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He just wanted to see off this great benefactor of the tribe.

Seeing the two monsters were so enthusiastic, Ji Qingzhou was indeed unfamiliar with this place, so he accepted Feng Bao's kindness.

Then, the priest took the ashes of the Wind Eagle Clan's ancestors to find the clan leader, and Feng Bao and Feng Xiaocao led Ji Qingzhou.

Although Feng Xiaocao can fly, he has just recovered from a serious illness and is still very weak. He cannot keep up with the speed of Ji Qingzhou and the others.

Ji Qingzhou took him with him in the spirit boat.

"Let me show you the way!"

Feng Xiaocao tried hard to make some contribution instead of just causing trouble. "The traveler said he was in a hurry, so I didn't take him to the main roads that were easy to walk on. Instead, I led him out of the tribe through the small roads."

So, with the storm leading the way, the wind it created carried the spirit boat, reducing consumption; with Feng Xiaocao pointing the way, the group passed through the territory of the Baishi tribe.

On the way, Ji Qingzhou asked Feng Xiaocao for more details about Ji Qiuyu.

Feng Xiaocao answered them one by one. He suddenly thought of something and said, "I don't actually think my life is difficult."

Ji Qingzhou looked at him.

Feng Xiaocao scratched his head and explained: "When the female eagle teases me, I do feel a little bit dissatisfied, but every time we fight with foreign tribes, it is indeed the female eagle who protects us with her life."

"It's exciting to read stories about human men being strong and women being weak, and I can't help but put myself in the shoes of the male protagonists. But when I think about it carefully, those stories are not true at all."

"I have been guiding travelers since I was a child. I have seen many women and men in the human world."

"Many powerful female cultivators are no worse than male cultivators. Isn't Taoist Bai Wei, the cultivator with the best record in the frontline war zone of your human race, a female cultivator?"

"Female cultivators are so powerful, how could they fall to the level described in the storybooks, where they can only cry when encountering problems and rely on male cultivators to solve everything?"

"I think that those stories that seem very exciting to me at first glance are just the authors' deviation from reality, thinking about how to make the protagonist happy, and writing them in that way."

Feng Xiaocao said seriously: "Stories are stories, reality is reality. If you confuse the two, you are confused."

"I lost my mind earlier and did those stupid things, which almost harmed everyone in the tribe."

After being beaten by Feng Bao, Feng Xiaocao calmed down and thought a lot.

"We male eagles are protected by female eagles. Their teasing of us is not malicious, at most they are just being rude."

Feng Xiaocao glanced secretly at Feng Bao.

Storm never laughed at him for being a weakling, not like that rude female eagle.

But Baobao also has friends who are good at talking, and he is worried that Baobao will be unhappy.

Storm was probably concentrating on leading the way and didn't notice him.

Feng Xiaocao then boldly continued: "They said I was a weakling, at most I could just curse back at them, can they really hit me?"

"The meals in the tribe are all cooked by us Eagles! You can't beat the cook if you want to eat!"

In fact, the female eagle will not rely on her own strength to bully the male eagle with brute force.

Although they are warlike, they only point their claws at external enemies, not their tribe's family members.

“So, I don’t feel that there is anything sad about my life at all.”

Although Feng Xiaocao had been teased by the talkative female eagles, she had also been saved by them on the battlefield.

Everyone helps each other and they are all very good family members.

Feng Xiaocao likes them very much.

but……

"When that traveler...your friend, asked me if I was sad, I really felt very sad."

Feng Xiaocao said: "I'm not making excuses...but now that I think about it, I really think I was weird back then."

He felt inexplicably sad at that time and felt that he was really miserable.

He usually does his job well, and except for not having a female eagle to fight with, he doesn't hold the tribe back in any other aspects. Why should he be teased as a weakling by the female eagle?

"I was so sad at the time that I couldn't even remember. Those female eagles protected me with their lives. When they saw that we male eagles were eating normally, they would share some meat from their warrior meals with us to satisfy our cravings. They also took good care of us in our daily lives..."

When Feng Xiaocao said this, he stole a few glances at Feng Bao.

Storm is the strongest warrior among the younger generation in the tribe. He always has good wine and good meat to eat. Whenever he sees him greedy, he will share some with him so that he can eat to his heart's content.

The demon race is different from the human race. They are born with strong physiques and abundant blood, so they cannot completely fast. From time to time, they need to eat something rich in spiritual energy to strengthen their bodies.

Wind eagles, both male and female, like the food.

But resources are limited, and the best food must be given to the soldiers.

After all, they have to patrol the territory every day, catch illegal immigrants, and fight to the death with foreign enemies who want to invade their homes.

In fact, the female eagles in the tribe are very nice.

"But when I'm sad, I can't remember their good points. I only remember their bad points. I think they are both good and bad. I'm so pitiful and miserable..."

Feng Xiaocao lowered his head: "Now think about it calmly, I am the bad eagle."

Hearing him say this, Ji Qingzhou's heart sank. The thing she was most worried about had happened.

Liu Furuo also showed a look of doubt and uncertainty, "Qing Zhou, do you think this is similar to..."

Demonic species?