As time goes by, the aroma of meat gradually spreads, and the rich fragrance is like an invisible hand, catching people's taste buds.

Ling Xiao looked at the golden and crispy bird-shaped monster that was roasted, with a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and then he feasted. While eating voraciously, he fell into thinking about future events.

In fact, what he was most worried about was not those people who came to find him. With his ability, he had been struggling in this world for many years and had already developed an extraordinary skill. Even if he encountered a strong enemy, he could not defeat him, and he would still be fine to escape.

At least in the Dazhen Dynasty, no one can trap him steadily. His body is as agile as a ghost, and he can always find an opportunity to escape in desperate situations.

What he was most worried about was Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu, and those friends who fought side by side with him and shared weal and woe. These people were as important as relatives in his heart. If the Holy Church or other forces were anxious and attacked them, it would be troublesome.

He didn't know if the Zhaixing Tower Master could block the attacks of those forces. Although the Zhaixing Tower Master was very strong, not even weaker than the King of Qin, King of Feather, King of Water, etc., he probably was not as good as the Holy Lord of the Holy Hall.

The Holy Lord of the Holy Temple is mysterious and unfathomable. It is said that he has unfathomable strength and is a terrifying existence in the entire world.

Just as she was thinking, a green shadow flashed like a ghost in front of her. It was the woman in green skirt. Her figure was light, like a lively green butterfly, traveling freely in the woods.

When Ling Xiao saw her, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and a bright smile appeared, and said, "It's so slow, do you eat?" As he said that, he took down a bird's leg casually and threw it to the woman in the green skirt with a casual movement.

Unexpectedly, the woman in green skirt reached out to catch the bird's legs steadily and started eating without hesitation. She ate with relish, with a satisfied expression on her face. Ling Xiao looked at her eating look and suddenly said, "Are you afraid that I will poison?"

When the woman in green skirt heard this, she stopped moving, a hint of alert flashed in her eyes, and she asked, "Have you poisoned?"

"How is it possible? I am a kind person, how could I poison it casually?" Ling Xiao grinned and showed his white teeth.

His smile looked innocent, but the woman in the green skirt was a little hesitant. She thought to herself. Ling Xiao had always been strange in her behavior, but who knew whether what he was saying was true or not. But the bird legs in her hand were so fragrant that she was reluctant to let go.

"I'm really not poisoned. The world is so conscience. Am I so sinister in your mind?" Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, spread his hands, his eyes full of innocence.

He had a kind intention, and wanted to share the food with the girl in the green skirt, but he didn't expect that she would be so suspicious, and he couldn't help feeling a little wronged. There was a hint of bitterness in his smile, as if he was telling his grievances.

The woman in the green skirt nodded seriously, her eyes firmly without any hesitation.

In her opinion, Ling Xiao has always acted strangely, and he has endless means. It is easy for him to poison. Her eyes revealed a kind of vigilance, as if she was telling Ling Xiao that she would not believe his words easily.

"I'll go!" Ling Xiao was speechless. He didn't expect that the green-skirt woman would think that she had poisoned her.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he muttered in his heart, was his image in her eyes so unbearable? He shook his head helplessly, and then suddenly said seriously: "Okay, I'm really poisoned!"

The woman's face in the green skirt changed instantly, and her originally rosy cheeks turned pale. A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly used her skills to resist.

While using her skills, she cursed angrily: "Fuck, you really poisoned, you bitch!" Her voice was sharp and harsh, full of anger and resentment. She felt that she was fooled by Ling Xiao, and the anger in her heart was burning.

Ling Xiao spread his hands, looking indifferent, and said, "You are better than me, I can't beat you, it's not too much to put some poison into it, right? Besides, as long as you don't use your power, this poison will be fine. Okay, now answer a few questions from me, what are you looking for me? Seeing you like this, you don't seem to plan to ask the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword?"

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, as if he was deliberately trying to indulge the woman in green dress.

"By the way, let me say something in advance. That painting cannot be given to you. That's mine!" Ling Xiao suddenly remembered the painting and hurriedly added. His eyes revealed a sense of firmness, as if he was telling the woman in green skirt that he would never hand over this painting anyway.

"Then you just ask me!" The woman in the green skirt was so angry that her face turned red. She didn't expect Ling Xiao to be so scoundrel. She put her hands on her hips, her eyes wide open, and she cursed loudly: "You are so weak that you can't protect that painting at all!"

She felt that Ling Xiao had no ability to protect the painting at all. Instead of letting it fall into the hands of others, it would be better to hand it over to herself.

Ling Xiao disagreed. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a confident smile appeared, and said, "If I really can't protect it, this thing has long fallen into the hands of others, so how could it be with me all the time? Don't worry about it, what should I do... By the way, you haven't answered me yet, what are you looking for me? I don't believe you are just for that painting."

His eyes revealed a kind of wisdom and calmness, as if he had already seen through the thoughts of a woman in the green skirt.

The woman in the green skirt was stunned. She didn't expect Ling Xiao to ask her purpose so persistently. She hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "I said I am the sword spirit of the sword evil sword. Do you believe it?" A trace of expectation was revealed in her eyes, hoping that Ling Xiao could believe her words.

"Believe, why don't you believe it? What do you say is what you are, but why are you following me?" Ling Xiao said again. There was a hint of curiosity in his tone. He wanted to know why the green skirt woman, as the sword spirit of the sword evil sword, followed him. His eyes were staring at the green skirt woman, waiting for her answer.

"Actually, there is nothing else. I felt the breath of the Demon Spirit King. He should be able to help me heal my wounds." The woman in the green skirt sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness and expectation in her tone. Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she saw the place where the Demon Spirit King was through the space.

After wandering in this world for a long time, she was seriously injured and searched for a cure. Now she noticed the breath of the Demon Spirit King, as if she saw a glimmer of dawn in the darkness, allowing her to see hope for healing.

"Are you injured?" Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face. He looked at the woman in green skirt carefully and saw that she was still heroic on the surface, but if you look closely, you could still find that her breath was a little weak and her steps were not as light as before.
Chapter completed!