842 People Are Almost Burned Out

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With just a few punches, Lu Jun was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, with blood spurting out.

As the Demon King, Lu Jun's strength is not bad, but the biggest problem is that he doesn't dare to fight back.

Yes, don’t dare to fight back!

He knew that no matter how the fight ended, the Demon Ancestor and the other Demon Emperors would never stand on his side. Even if there was a lot of anger in their chests, they could only endure it silently. The so-called "endurance" made you get used to it.

"Bang bang bang bang bang -"

Feng Jiujiu kept hitting pink fists, and Lu Jun finally couldn't hold it anymore. He fell to the ground with a "boom" and fainted completely.

Feng Jiujiu, however, was not satisfied and threw out a string of feathers with a "swish" sound, pricking Lu Jun's body with blood dripping from all over.

"Lord Nanhuang, stop fighting, or you will die if you fight again!" A "whoosh" sound sounded in the air, and a black vulture pierced the night sky and flew over. This black vulture was originally the flying mount of the Yellow Lion King. After the death of the Yellow Lion King, it stayed next to Feng Jiujiu.

No matter how low Lu Jun's status was, he was still a demon king, so it would really be unjustifiable to kill him.

Feng Jiujiu took a few breaths, glared at Lu Jun fiercely, then returned to the top of the sycamore tree and looked at the unconscious Wang Qianchen. Feng Jiujiu stretched out her hand, touched Wang Qianchen's forehead, felt her breath, and listened to her heartbeat.

"The essence, energy, and spirit are almost all burned out. What a cruel samadhi fire!" Feng Jiujiu gritted her teeth. If a fight really broke out, she wouldn't dare to fight Lu Jun's flames head-on. She could only adopt a side guerrilla approach, not to mention Wang Qianchen, who only has the strength of the mountain realm! <.26w.cc

"Lord Nanhuang, you seem to care about him very much..." Black Vulture hovered on the side and said slightly resentfully.

The death of the Yellow Lion King had a lot to do with Wang Qianchen, so Black Vulture always harbored hatred for this man.

"He is the demon king under me, so of course I have to care about him." Feng Jiujiu moved her hand to Wang Qianchen's stomach again. She felt that there was still internal fire burning, and she became more and more worried.

...You have had demon kings under your command before, but you never cared so much about them.

Black Vulture complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it with his mouth.

But Feng Jiujiu had already seen its meaning.

"Do you know why I am called Feng Jiujiu?" Because they are both birds, Feng Jiujiu also has a natural affinity for the black vulture, and asked while checking Wang Qianchen's injuries.

"It seems...are you the ninth eldest child in the family?" Black Vulture asked uncertainly. These stories are quite popular among monsters.

"Yes." Feng Jiujiu said: "I have eight brothers and sisters, so I call them Feng Jiujiu, but none of them have any talent for cultivation. They died after living for hundreds of years. I don't have any relatives in this world. , until he appears..."

Feng Jiujiu looked down at Wang Qianchen, and several previous encounters reappeared in her mind.

"What's wrong with bullying a little girl?"

"Call me brother."

"How's it going? Brother, isn't he awesome?"

...It was really embarrassing and speechless, but Feng Jiujiu really felt a touch of warmth.

"elder brother."

It was such a long time ago, so long ago that Feng Jiujiu had forgotten what her relatives looked like, but the warmth and the harmony of the whole family were deeply imprinted in her heart.

Of course Black Vulture didn't understand her state of mind, he just frowned slightly.

"Nine...Miss Nine, how is my master?" At this moment, Banzhuan crawled out from behind Wang Qianchen's waist. It is said to be invulnerable to water, fire, and invulnerable, but when faced with the burning fire of Samadhi, it , actually passed out briefly and didn't wake up until now.

"It's quite troublesome. People are almost burned out." Feng Jiujiu explained patiently.

"Haha, then I want to be free... No, what should I do now?" Ban Zhuan asked anxiously.

"We have to go to the East China Sea." Feng Jiujiu made a decision immediately: "There is a cold jade bed there in Bai Kuanghai, which can extinguish the internal fire that is still burning in his body. As for the essence, energy, and spirit, they need to be restored slowly."

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly!" Ban Zhuan immediately got back into Wang Qianchen's back.

"Lord Nan Huang, didn't you just have a fight with Dong Huang before..." Black Vulture asked nervously.

"Don't worry about it, send Lu Jun back, and then wait for me here." Feng Jiujiu said a word, then put Wang Qianchen on his back and quickly flew towards the night sky.

The black vulture swooped down and picked up Lu Jun, who had fainted.

One faces east and one faces north.

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After all, Lu Jun had all skin injuries and his body was in a precarious state, so he woke up soon after.

"Who are you?" Lu Jun sat on the back of the black vulture and lowered his head to ask.

"Lord Beihuang, I used to be the lion king's mount, and now I am working under Lord Nanhuang. She asked me to send you back!" Lu Jun is a demon king after all, and the black vulture certainly treats him Be polite.

Lu Jun remained silent. He looked at his body and found that there were still many cyan feathers stuck on his body, so he picked them off one by one, remaining silent throughout the process.

"Lord Beihuang, no matter how Lord Nanhuang treats you, I am still very grateful to you, because I also hate that White Dog King!" Black Vulture said through gritted teeth.