Chapter 1514

"Who!" Tonghe subconsciously raised his head. In front of her, a scarlet cloak rippled in the wind. A black figure was looking at himself with an inexplicable smile. The night wind blew his long hair, and Tonghe saw a face full of evil.

That face is a little white, but it looks much better than the ferocious faces of other demons.

"Optimus!" Tonghe stood up, wiped his tears carelessly, and immediately jumped hard at Song Fei's figure.

"Tonghe!" Song Fei said faintly, and his voice was full of daily majesty.

Tonghe looked up and saw the clear eyes in Song Fei's eyes. His eyes were as calm as water. There were no other complex feelings.

On the way, Tonghe forced himself to stop, stood in front of Song Fei, looked at his face and said, "is what I see true?"

Song Fei said faintly, "I'm not dead. You don't have to be sad."

"Who's sad?" Tonghe angrily said immediately. Then he put on his black helmet again, turned and said in a hoarse voice, "why aren't you dead? If you die, I'll be the leader of this territory. What a pity."

With these words, Tonghe suddenly turned into a streamer and rushed to the direction of the magic hall.

Looking at the back of Tonghe, Song Fei smiled gently. He saw everything about Tonghe. How can he not understand her mind? It's just this body. After all, it's just an ant. In Song Fei's heart, he always felt that the identity of the ant was lower. In terms of birth, it's no different from ordinary insects.

If this idea is heard by other demon families, you have to scold him. The demon blood ant is the darling of heaven and earth. Can the killing star in the demon world be compared with other insects? Moreover, in the demon world, we don't talk about identity, but only strength. Moreover, there are countless creatures in the demon world, but there are few origins that can be compared with the magic blood ant. According to the view of the demon world, the magic blood ant can be regarded as a great origin to cultivate adult form. It's not too much to say that there are few strange men in the world.

But Song Fei's thinking inherited his previous life. Insects are insects. Even if his strength is stronger than the emperor of heaven, it is also insects. Tonghe is a living fairy in his heart. Song Fei doesn't want to defile him with the ant's body.

Up to now, Qingchuan is the only woman separated by the devil blood ant. Qingchuan inherits the beauty and enchanting of the witch. Her body posture and face are no worse than Tonghe, but in Song Fei's heart, her status can't be compared with Tonghe. Even if Qingchuan is single-minded, she is full of gratitude to him all the time, but for Song Fei, That is to exchange her own gift for her life and happiness, because without herself, Qingchuan's fate will be miserable a hundred times and a thousand times. Therefore, intellectually, Song Fei has no psychological burden to spoil Qingchuan.

"It's good to go." for Tonghe, Song Fei's heart has always been complex. Although he trusts him, he can't tell his secret. Moreover, Tonghe likes his own body. If you tell him that this is just his own separation, will Tonghe like his own self?

Song Fei doesn't know that the emotional world is too complex. Even if his EQ is not low, he can't guess the idea of Tonghe.

"At present, it's best for us to maintain such a state." Song Fei whispered as he looked at his far away back.

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In the light column, Song Fei said loudly, "Lord Yan, since I have been announced as the winner, can I cash the reward?"

Song Fei really hopes to get the nameless fairy mountain. The fairy mountain has been sealed for so long, and the rich fairy gas must have been transformed into countless fairy springs, which he can use.

Immortal spring, although not comparable to the milk of the earth, is also a very valuable existence. The value of ten kilograms of immortal spring can be equivalent to a celestial artifact. It is not a peerless treasure land. It can't be born at all.

If there are many immortal springs in the nameless fairy mountain, it is also because no one has absorbed them for many years. Otherwise, Song Fei will not have so much hope.

Yan Hong replied, "the winner's reward is not in my hand, but in the imperial palace. You can get your own reward when you go back to the imperial palace. Are you going back to the fairy world?"

"Go back," Song Fei said.

At the next moment, the light column with Song Fei quickly pulled up, flew to the end of the light column, and then fled into the darkness. After a very short time, when Song Fei came back to God again, he had come to the square of lingxu city.

Song Fei rushed to the Imperial Palace, but saw that the gate of the Imperial Palace was tightly closed. Yan Hong stood at the gate and looked solemnly into the distance.

"See you, Lord Yanhong." Song Fei bowed. "Can I enter the imperial palace to receive a reward?"

Yan Hong said, "it's no small matter to open the gate of the imperial palace. I have reported to the upper level and will open it soon."

Not long? This efficiency is too slow. Isn't it forcing yourself to be hated by others. Song Fei murmured.

It seemed impossible to take one-third of the jade slips and immediately go to the nameless fairy mountain to avoid the resentful eyes of other geniuses.

How many people are unwilling, and then have to compete with themselves.

If it was in the past, Song Fei would like to have more masters with him, so that he can enhance his perception. But now, the fastest way to improve his strength is to meditate and practice and take Xianquan. If he delays one more moment, he will lose one point of strength. The whole Qingtian sword sect is looking at Xianquan eagerly.

After about half a day, the geniuses of the fairyland began to return to the square one after another. They saw Song Fei sitting at the gate of the palace. There was no good face on each face. The hate eyes stabbed Song Fei, making him feel the light stabbing his body. It felt like a awn on his back. He was very uncomfortable.

Ordinary people's eyes can carry electric current, not to mention this immortal who can destroy the sky and the earth.

Song Fei sneered in his heart and said, "I just won the victory. If I beat you seriously, will I come up and work hard now?"

These people are still arrogant. If the winner this time is a recognized genius among the population and a descendant of the emperor of heaven, I'm afraid everyone can accept it, but now these proud sons of the emperor have lost to a casual practice, which makes everyone very happy.

Song Fei shook his head secretly, ignored those cautious fairyland geniuses and continued to sit cross legged.

"Hahaha, brother, you are really cruel. You are the most dazzling person everywhere." a familiar voice came. Song Fei raised his eyelids and saw a rough figure in the square. Chi Bai walked slowly with a narrow black knife on his back.

Soon, Song Fei also saw Hua Zixu and others. These people had not entered the magic moon array. They had no damage to fight with the genius of the demon family outside.