The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

Now that the girl has been able to control the flame beads, Ji Li is not worried about being backlashed by the inner demons, so she is eager to practice.

From early winter to New Year's Eve, Ji Li hardly stopped practicing.

Changying, who has always been dull, has noticed something abnormal, is there any danger?

In the past, Master Li practiced non-stop because of the Demon King and the owner of Yanxia Palace, who is it now?

Because of her practice, Ya'er is not allowed to enter the main hall on weekdays, so it is usually the girl Chang Ying who comes out to fetch berry tea.

In the morning, Changying held the tea and asked, "Ya'er, why haven't you seen Meier recently?"

Ya'er looked at the girl hesitantly and replied: "Mei'er, she has something to leave the main hall."

"That's it."

The news of the whole main hall was sealed too quickly, it seems that Mozun didn't tell the girl, and Ya'er naturally didn't want to break the news by herself.

What's more, we still don't know who the caster of the spell is, and Ya'er doesn't dare to speak out at will.

The wind in winter was a bit cold, so Ya'er went out from the main hall at night to receive the pigeons according to the habit of fellow patriarch Yi Feng.

But when Ya'er opened the back door, she saw Elder Hua holding an umbrella, his brows and eyes were full of coldness.

"Elder Hua, are you here to find Master Mozun?" Ya'er stopped in panic, and quickly covered up her panic.

Holding a steel needle between her fingers, Huafeng sized up the Fu Lingcao monster and said, "I'm here to find you."

Ya'er was suspicious. After all, when Meier offended someone, only Elder Hua had the strength to cast a spell to kill her.

But I shouldn't have offended Elder Hua in any way, right?

"I heard that you are now Changying's personal maid?" Huafeng looked at the fear in Ya'er's eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "You are really smart."

When Ya'er subconsciously wanted to cry out, the soul-eating needle pierced into the acupuncture point on Ya'er's forehead from between Huafeng's fingers.

In the pitch-black night, no one noticed Ya'er's choking cry for help.

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