Boss, do you think I look like a dish?

Old Gui went back to the room with a heavy expression and opened the door. Old Gui's room was similar to Xia Chen's closet. It was also an infinite space, but it was densely covered with plants, fragrant with birds and flowers, with small bridges and flowing water. The entire room covered an area of ​​two footballs. The size of the field, and every flower and grass here, every stone and water are all fed by the aura generated by the spirit gathering array. This is a large spirit gathering array.

The crutch in Old General Gui's hand was thrown into the air, and the brown crutch became bigger and wider in an instant.

The stream, whose source is unknown, is still running water. A few koi swimming in the stream accidentally appeared on the surface of the water, and then disappeared among the aquatic plants.

A big brown tortoise is lying on the Lingshi, and a few bright yellow birds fall from the tree, looking for food under its huge turtle shell. In the cracks of the turtle shell, they can find the skin fragments that have fallen off everywhere. the food you need.

Old Gui sighed heavily and retracted his head into the turtle shell. The white stripes on his neck were hidden in the brown shell. He watched Ye Feng grow up, so he could be regarded as relying on his old age to sell his old age.

The first time he got along with human beings, Ye Feng's heart was moved. This was his obsolescence, and he was entrusted by the Demon Queen.

In fact, he himself does not want to separate them. Being able to possess a spirit body is the dream of each of their animals who have cultivated into a demon, but spirit bodies are hard to find, and this dream is more of a luxury.

The burden on Ye Feng's shoulders is very heavy. He agreed to let him get along with human beings at the beginning because the character of the previous demon kings was not as withdrawn as Ye Feng's. Ye Feng lost the protection of the demon queen and lived in the dark struggle center since he was a child. Unhealthy and even a bit distorted. He does not socialize with demons on weekdays, and he has never had any friends. It’s okay to be withdrawn, but his actions are ruthless and cruel. If he goes on for a long time, even if he finally wins the throne and becomes the demon king, he will definitely be the king of demons. is a tyrant.

When he stood at the pinnacle of that power and no one could restrain him, Ye Feng's fate would either be destroyed by a thunder calamity sent down by heaven, or the monster clan would be full of chaos under his brutal rule, with blood flowing like rivers.

These two kinds of results are what he doesn't want to see. At the beginning, instead of making Ye Feng's psychological problems gradually worsen, he might as well give it a try, but the result of letting go now makes him a bit toothache.

He made the sin, and he will end it when necessary in the future. The spirit body is one of a thousand years old, and it is absolutely indestructible. Letting the spirit body sleep is the simplest and most effective way he can think of. Ye Feng is getting bigger and bigger. I am glad that Ye Feng started to rebel against him, but I don't want to rebel against him because of emotional matters.

After much deliberation, there is no better way to stop Ye Feng at the moment. Old Gui retracted his limbs into the turtle shell in frustration, and the beautiful and clever little yellow bird flapped its wings and flew back to the tree.

Ye Feng was reprimanded by Mr. Gui, and his heart was full of anger. He escaped thousands of miles and teleported to a desert. Here, the sky is full of yellow sand, and there is no one who can block the strong wind. to the end.

Unable to protect his beloved and powerless against reality, Ye Feng's desire for strength reached its peak.

Burning with raging rage, he wreak havoc in the uninhabited desert. The yellow sand was lifted up by the huge wind blade, covering the sky and covering the sun. A thick flame roared along the wind blade. catch the wind.Ye Feng floated in mid-air, and slapped down huge fireballs one after another. The fireball dragged its tongue and hit the ground heavily, splashing yellow sand, leaving a series of deep pits on the desert in the blink of an eye. Filled with thick sand.

After venting in the desert, Ye Feng's spiritual power was exhausted, he fell on the ground and lay on his back, the sand flew around him, gradually burying him.

"Ye Binghe, one day I will kill you!"