Has the Holy Son been sacked by the Devil Emperor today?

Feng Xijue probably stopped when he heard an explosion in the forest.

He turned his head and looked behind him, there seemed to be nothing but the depths of the dark forest.

He stepped on the fallen leaves and walked forward again.

Qiongze has not fought against others for many years. In terms of strength, he is naturally inferior to Cecil who has lived for hundreds of years. No.11 has a long tail, and he can't compete with the mighty Cecil at all.

This is also the reason why the fox clan wants to form an alliance with the human race.

Looking at a small piece of hair that was burnt off on his back, Qiongze, who turned into a fox, yelped twice in dissatisfaction. Fortunately, he walked in time, otherwise it would not be as simple as just being corroded by a little bit of fur by the dark breath!

As the master of the fox clan, he was really in a mess.

Father had warned him not to confront the unfathomable Cecil until the last tail grew.But, when will his damn tail be fully grown!

Qiongze was very depressed hiding in the grass, Cecil was so powerful, he had to have enough strength to protect Feng Xijue.

Looking down at the pitch-black ground above the sky, Cecil snorted contemptuously. This kid from the fox clan was too rampant to confront him head-on. Even his father didn't dare to do that.

However, Cecil found that this fox boy was different from other foxes. He seemed to be a multi-tailed fox, which was really rare.

Looking at the dark forest, Cecil continued to fly forward, but he never found that figure again.

It seems that I have been entangled with that fox boy for too long just now, and he has already left this forest. Judging from the direction he left, it should be to the demon clan?

Cecil probably guessed the purpose of the man going to the Demon Race, and he still has one concern in the Demon Race, the child.

He had already investigated what happened back then, and everything was done by Muse, but he died in the hands of the temple in the end, which made Cecil very unhappy.

He should have killed this guy himself.

Looking at the dark sky, the Devil Emperor's mouth curled into a treacherous smile. Feng Xijue really couldn't forget the black fox Feiluo, otherwise, he wouldn't care about that child so much.

As soon as he stepped out of the desolate northern region of the human race, he arrived at the small town of Dota on the border of the demon race. It was not far from the center of the demon race. Feng Xijue vaguely remembered this place, and he seemed to have lived here for a while.

Feng Xijue walked in the darkness all night in a daze.

"You guys want to sell animal skins?!"

The rough and wrinkled hands grabbed Feng Xijue who was looking around.

As soon as Feng Xijue arrived at the entrance of the town, he was grabbed by the grandmother who sold animal skins at the entrance of the village.The strength of the demons was really great, the grandma pulled back Feng Xijue who passed by like a chicken.

After all, he's a grown man, too?

However, the moment he looked up and saw Grandma, familiar memories flooded his mind.

This grandma seems to have helped him?If Feng Xijue remembered correctly, this old lady must have helped him when he was in trouble.

"Ah... young man, I knew someone many years ago." The old woman stared at the young man's crimson eyes, as if she had a sense of deja vu, "His eyes are very similar to yours."

"It's a pity that it disappeared later. It was probably taken away by wild animals." Grandma sighed softly, and she muttered in a low voice: "What a poor guy."

"Grandma, I think if that person knows that people still miss him after so long, he won't complain even if he is taken away by a wild beast." Feng Xijue said half-jokingly.

"Oh... you young man is really interesting, what's so good about being snatched away by wild beasts!" Grandma chuckled twice, her old face showing a bit of kindness.

"By the way, are you a human race?"

"Ah... yes, grandma."

"Sure enough, the boys of the Demon Race wouldn't be so polite."

"Grandma, I want to ask you something." As if remembering something important, Feng Xijue continued: "Where are the areas of the Demon Race have a lot of traffic?"

"Well...except for the imperial capital, there are naturally more and more people as you go north, and the cities around the imperial capital are quite crowded. Young man, why are you asking this?"

"I had been separated from a relative of mine for many years and I had to find him."

"Indeed, Ye Luo must return to her roots after all." Grandma giggled a few times.

More and more people gathered around to buy animal skins. Looking at the busy grandma, Feng Xijue quietly left. There are some important but unimportant people. The occasional meeting may be the last meeting of a lifetime. .

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el colosseum

The Colosseum is always noisy and chaotic. In addition to the booing of the nobles, the roar of monsters and the screams of gladiators have also become the enjoyment of the nobles in this corner of the Colosseum.

The orcs here are nothing more than the outlaws of the demon race, or the criminals of the human race. Of course, the cruel rules of competition have stained the color of the Colosseum with a touch of blood.

"Come on! Demon boy! Destroy that ugly guy!" The demon civilians in the stands pumped their fists to cheer for the gladiator who was in a stalemate with the monster, while the nobles chatted happily, and even a few lecherous The demon nobles stared blankly at the beautiful gladiator known as the "Flower of the Colosseum".

A 16-year-old boy from the Demon Race has become the top class in this Colosseum. It is precisely because of his beauty that many Demon Race nobles want to buy him and take him away from this cruel and bloody Colosseum. Rejecting all the nobles, he would rather do this bloody business.

The monster was naturally ferocious and crazy. The young man stood in the center of the Colosseum. He was panting slightly after being exhausted from the previous few rounds. There was also a bit of exhaustion in his cold black eyes. It made him look like a Shura.

The ferocious monster rushed over again, and the thin boy went up to fight again with a dagger.

"Such a beautiful little guy should stay by my side obediently, instead of fighting and killing like this all day long, it really hurts my heart."

A certain nobleman let out a long sigh.

"Forget it, 'Flower of the Colosseum' won't accept our tricks. If you bring him back, maybe one day he will treat you as a monster and kill you!"

"Hmph! Having said that, if I want to buy him away, who can stop me? It's just that our wife is too fierce!"

"Hahahaha! After all these years, you are still afraid of your wife!"

Unsurprisingly, the match ended with the monster being punctured and died from the carotid artery. The nobles also gradually left the field, the noise gradually subsided, and the purple moonlight gradually spread across the earth.

"Hey! Your wages! Those nobles gave you a reward!"

The boy took the heavy bag of coins, and put it in his waist naturally.

For the boss of the Colosseum, this little guy has naturally made a lot of money for him, and it is appropriate to give him more money.This young man looked thin and weak, but his strength was so great that he was able to knock down several adult demons with his bare hands. Later, the boss took a fancy to his strength and recruited him to be a gladiator.

It's just that the boss thinks his behavior is very strange. He should have done more with this pretty little face, but he just wants to come to this Colosseum to suffer and make money.

And this little guy is very withdrawn, he has always been a loner, he does not like raw meat like other demons, he only loves sour fruit.

After the man wiped the blood off his body casually, he chewed the sour fruit in his arms.

The beautiful but lifeless face is nothing but cold.

He is naturally withdrawn.

The childhood of not being in contact with outsiders before the age of six has already taken deep root in his mind.

Probably no one would know that the boy who defeated the last monster in the Colosseum would be the son of His Majesty the Devil Emperor.

"Jianyuan, do you only eat sour fruits?"

After staring at the young man for a long time, the demon youth who was also a gladiator slowly walked over, then sat beside him and handed him a piece of raw meat that was still bleeding.

"Take it away, I don't like to eat this." The boy shook his head, then avoided it in disgust.

"Jianyuan, sometimes I suspect that you may be a human race..." The young man muttered, and then took the meat back silently.

"My most important relative is the human race, and I will never be contaminated by the things he hates."

This was probably the time that person talked the most. After leaving this sentence, he quickly walked away.

The relative in this mouth is naturally his father.

Jian Yuan vaguely remembered that terrible night when his father had his fingers broken off by life in front of him, and then...he never found his father again.

He has been looking for ten years.

[The author has something to say: There is an explanation behind why Jian Yuan can speak~]