"Slow down!" Before the tiger dragon could go far, Leng Qianqian suddenly spoke.

Hu Jiao turned his head in confusion, but heard Leng Qianqian say, "Since I have come forward, I hope you can temporarily put down your grudges with Mr. Cao and let go of your past grudges."

As soon as the tiger dragon said this, before Feng Shichang could speak, he cursed: "You stupid woman, you actually did this level for a grassroots monster with ambition. There are some between you..."

Swish!

Before he could finish his words, a cold light came, just as it flew over his ear. Feng Shichang touched his somewhat stiff ears, and a cold feeling came from his fingertips.

The cold light did not cut directly into his body, but the air conditioning that evaporated when passing by his ears still frozen his ears.

Cold sweat suddenly appeared on Feng Shichang's back, and he obediently closed his mouth, not daring to say more. After all, his cultivation level was not as good as the other party when he was in full swing. Now his cultivation level has dropped greatly, and he can only be beaten passively.

"What do you mean?"

The tiger dragon's face became gloomy and his eyes stared at Leng Qianqian's body. This was a very beautiful woman with delicate facial features as if carefully carved by a famous craftsman, but she was also very cold.

This kind of coldness is not the kind of coldness that keeps people from thousands of miles away, but like a snow-capped mountain on the top of the mountains, which is a kind of coldness and arrogance that overlooks the mountains.

She had just set out her sword, and the ice-blue sharp blade in her hand was still emitting air conditioning. The tiger dragon knew very well that this was not only a warning to Feng Shichang, but also a demonstration to him.

Tiger Dragon naturally could not accept her threat. Since he came to this world, he had accepted only a handful of threats.

"I must protect Mr. Fuck, but I still have something else to do. I don't want you to have trouble with Mr. Fuck when I'm not around."

"So I hope that before you leave, you can make an oath that you will not cause trouble for the young master in this divine body."

Leng Qianqian said lightly, her expression was still the cold expression, there was nothing arrogant, but her words were in a tone of looking down.

Hu Jiao looked at her quietly, his eyes staying on her for a few breaths. Just as the atmosphere became more and more depressing, he spoke, "What I hate the most is that others command me to do things in a commanding tone."

"You are right. I am indeed ordering you. As for whether you hate it or not, it doesn't matter. The strong don't need to care about the feelings of the weak."

Leng Qianqian stood on the ground, and the tiger dragon stood in the air, which made her need to look up slightly when she looked at the tiger dragon, but the look she looked down at her seemed to be looking down.

"You are right. The strong do not need to care about the feelings of the weak. Since that's the case, let me see if you are a real strong person." Hu Jiao smiled, smiling a little hideously.

Leng Qianqian's cold eyes moved away from the tiger dragon and fell on Feng Shichang's body. "Do you have the same choice?"

The other party's body was slightly cold and swallowed. At this moment, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and could not speak. He knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party would attack him.

He looked at the tiger dragon beside him, and a complicated apology flashed in his eyes. If his strength was still there, he might be able to be impulsive, but now impulsiveness is likely to be death.

In the end, Feng Shichang retreated and there was no need to rush to avenge his friends, but there was only one life at this moment, and he comforted himself like this.

"In this world, no matter who it is, you have to pay the price for your inappropriate words and deeds. I hope you can bear the price this time."

The expression on Leng Qianqian's face became colder and colder. She raised the sword with cold air in her hand.

"I...I can't do it anymore." But at this moment, Cao Tianjiao's weak voice came. Leng Qianqian frowned and turned to look, and found that Cao Tianjiao's current face was extremely terrifying.

The originally slightly dark skin color has now become a little blue, and a strange face looks like a skeleton made of flesh skin, and his eyes are also beginning to dry out.

"It was the toxin in his body that occurred. The toxin was the most violent at the beginning, and it would melt the flesh and mana of the poisoned person until the other party completely lost his vitality."

Feng Shichang said aloud with a look of surprise. Leng Qianqian didn't dare to argue with her head, but he still had the courage to say something sarcastic.

"How are you now?" Leng Qianqian had no time to care about Feng Shichang, but asked worriedly.

"I urgently need a safe place to heal my injuries. The longer I drag it, the more unfavorable it will be for my body. The toxins have begun to melt my internal organs." Cao Tianjiao covered his chest with his five fingers as thin as an eagle's claw.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Leng Qianqian nodded, grabbed Cao Tianjiao's clothes with her left hand and prepared to leave.

The tiger dragon's hand unnaturally landed on the golden horror axe that appeared beside him out of thin air, but soon, the hand was retracted.

Feng Shichang looked at this scene and was a little puzzled. If he wanted to take action, now was the best time. He was still hesitating about something. Didn’t he decide to take action just now?

"Is it possible for Cao Tianjiao to detach the toxins?" asked Hu Jiao.

Although he didn't say to Feng Shichang, the latter quickly realized that he was talking to himself. "It is almost impossible. With the attachment of my grandmother's toxins, it is not easy to get rid of even the level of the Demon Ancestor if he is exposed to it, let alone a demon king whose cultivation level will not exceed three turns."

"Under this toxin, only a very small number of demons with strong bloodlines can save their lives, but even if they save their lives, they still need to use massive resources to maintain their cultivation and strength."

"Otherwise, the toxins will continue to melt in the body, and sooner or later, the flesh and blood of the whole body will be eliminated. With his current state, even if he survives, it will definitely be difficult to find enough elixirs and other resources in this divine body to maintain his life."

"Just wait for time to pass, maybe he will die by himself." Feng Shichang said happily, and he didn't expect the poison to be so powerful.

I just heard from my grandmother that this was the first time he used it, and he had turned his extremely weird-powered genius into this look.

"Is Leng Qianqian very strong?" Hu Jiao asked again. His judgment on Leng Qianqian's strength mainly came from the opponent's samadhi true fire when he appeared. As for how strong the opponent was, he didn't know whether he had never fought.

"It's very strong, it's simply terrible." When talking about Leng Qianqian, Feng Shichang's face changed a little, and the joy on his face was slightly closed. "What makes her powerful is not only her current strength, but her ability has reached the first level of our group of demon kings after just two disasters."

"First level?" The tiger dragon was a little confused.

"Yes, the Tai Sui Banquet of the Golden Retriever is held every ten years, and it has lasted for hundreds of years. Although new demons join and former participants leave each time, they are still the same in general."

"It is natural that so many demons gather together to find resources that cannot lack fighting. With fighting, there will be division of strength. At the beginning, everyone divided their strength based on cultivation, but later they found that this division was not accurate."

Speaking of this, Feng Shichang couldn't help but look at the tiger dragon. Although the tiger dragon had never shown his cultivation, it was definitely at the level of the demon king based on his perception.

But the other party's Samadhi True Fire was terrifying, and a flame spewed out. Even the existence of the demon king's second turn was burned to a very miserable state. Cao Tianjiao was unwilling to win over his sharpness.

After a pause, he continued: "Later, everyone divided it in three levels. Anyway, this place is within the three transformations of the Demon King. Those with mediocre talents will not be invited, and no matter how big the gap is, it will not be much."

"Leng Qianqian is the first level, and my dead friend Jin Huan belongs to the third level. You should now understand the gap between the two sides."

"Where is the genius? What level should he belong to?" Hu Jiao was a little curious. He needed to use the targets he had fought to compare their respective strength gaps.

"Cao Tianjiao once fought hard for Yinzhe, who had been at the first level for a long time. Although he did not win, he escaped unscathed, so he was regarded as a very likely first level of existence."

"But now it seems that he should have taken advantage of his strange magic, so that he can hold on to Yinzhe's hands. Once he encounters some magical powers that restrain him, his strength will be greatly reduced."

"So I think he can only be considered a second-level and top-notch existence." Feng Shichang said with a certain tone. After saying that, he had some understanding of the tiger dragon not chasing them just now.

A second-level top-notch Cao Tianjiao is so strong, not to mention Leng Qianqian, who is at the first level and has not been restrained in her means. Such a strong existence can't even get a chance to catch up with her.

The tiger dragon was in thought. His strongest method was the Samadhi True Fire, but even with Samadhi True Fire in hand, he still had to use some small means to deal with Feng Shichang and a first-level Jincang.

The outcome of the fight against Cao Tianjiao is unknown. Feng Shichang can only win him firmly after he uses the means of being the bottom of the box.

Therefore, overall, my level should belong to the second level they mentioned, and I still have some distance away from Leng Qianqian.

This is not enough to say that the other party is very good at ice-type magic and has the means to resist the true fire of his Samadhi. If you really fight, the gap between the two parties will only be even greater.

I thought I was too stupid just now, so I almost got into trouble with her.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. The other two, one is about the same strength as me, and the other is much stronger than me, and they have thoughts of killing themselves.

Now maybe they don’t have time to pay attention to themselves, but once they recover, they will inevitably not be able to settle the bill if they encounter them.

As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered the scene where Cao Tianjiao used his magical powers to devour the demon clan.

The demon swallows the demons and does not get much benefit, but this seems to be different when it comes to Cao Tianjiao.

The other party must have special abilities to gain benefits by devouring the demon clan, otherwise he would not take such a great risk to specifically seek the lonely demon clan to devour it.

Now that the other party is highly poisoned, it’s fine if he can’t survive, but if he survives, he needs a lot of resources to continue to maintain his cultivation and life.

And in this case, the only resource he can find is...

Thinking of this, Hu Jiao had some thoughts in his mind, put away the Jin Horror Axe and planned to leave here.

Feng Shichang instinctively wanted to keep up, but saw the tiger dragon pausing and turning his head, "Let's leave here."

After saying that, he turned into a breeze and left quickly.

Feng Shichang's face was a little bright, but he was embarrassed to catch up with him after all. Although the relationship between the two parties has eased a little, the festival is there after all.

Even if he is not strong and in a dangerous situation, he really can't hold back his face and follow him.

......

In a temporary cave.

"Miss Leng Qianqian, it's really thanks to you this time. I thought I could no longer survive." Cao Tianjiao sincerely thanked him in an extremely weak voice.

"Since I promised to repay you with a favor, I will do what I say. You don't have to take it to heart," Leng Qianqian replied lukewarmly.

"It's just that Miss Leng is difficult to do. I've learned that Feng Shichang is the most beloved grandson of Baling's mother. As for the other Panshan Lord, he is from the Three Lands of Ten Continents and is said to be a descendant of a demon ancestor."

"In addition, those two of you are not bad at all. When Feng Shichang recovers, it will be detrimental to Miss Leng. The thing I gave you is not worth the price." Cao Tianjiao said sincerely.

"You don't have to worry about me. This is not a big deal for me. Even if Feng Shichang recovers, he will not be my opponent. As for the other person who has not had any cultivation, he will not be able to do anything to me just by relying on Samadhi True Fire."

Leng Qianqian shook her head. After fucking Tianjiao, her tone became gentler, and her heart, which was a little hesitant, became firm.

"Then please trouble Miss Leng." Cao Tianjiao said seriously, feeling secretly happy. He also knew a little about the temperament of the woman in front of him.

I understand that the stakes just now will not only not make this person retreat, but may be appreciated by her and arouse her belief in protecting her.

"Speaking of this, why are you being chased by them?" Leng Qianqian asked suddenly.

"I don't know why." Cao Tianjiao looked confused. "As soon as they met, they wanted to hurt me. I forced myself to kill one of their companions, but I was accidentally plotted against him, and then I became what I am now."

"I was forced."

"Why, I just want to live a peaceful life and a quiet practice, but they always force me to break my peaceful life." At this point, the Jiao Tianjiao looked painful.

"It's okay, I understand you. I have the same idea as you, and I want to live a peaceful life, but in this world, it's not that you want to be calm, you will have peace."

A trace of remembrance and emotion flowed out from Leng Qianqian's face, "There will always be too many people who cannot help themselves."

"You can recover from your injuries here first, and excrete the toxins in your body. I will go outside to guard it." After that, she walked out.
To be continued...