Several pine trees grow in the white snow, becoming the only mark within a radius of more than ten miles.

Under a tree, the little demon Feifei opened his eyes, as if he had been in the water for a long time before he could come out. His face was pale and he gasped for a long time. After a while, he returned to normal. He looked up timidly at the Qilin standing beside him.

"I'm sorry..." Xiao Yao felt ashamed of his incompetence and mistakes. "I still can't enter the state of thinking. It's too difficult. I even forgot about my breathing."

The flea made a majestic sniff and spurted two balls of white vapor from his nostrils.

Feifei shrank his shoulders and said that he was no longer the white and tender cicada-winged demon. The cute appearance of their clan was originally transformed by demonic power, not his true face. Now he is considered to be the same as his appearance: his yellow face has fine wrinkles, his sparse hair is tied into a ridiculous bun, his nose is not big but protruding high, and his mouth is smaller. He can hardly show his sharp teeth when closed. Once it is opened, he will reveal his mouth.

Only his eyes have not changed, they are big and black, and they are extremely unmatched on such a face. Perhaps he knows this himself, so his eyes always dodge.

The white and tender outer capsule used to be his perfect shell to shelter from the wind and cold, but now it is just a layer of loose ordinary skin. He put on a thick leather jacket and wrapped his weak wings inside, but was still trembling with cold. According to time, it is already spring, and the snow in the land of demons has not melted at all. "Feng" Wen" Xue, ww●∧≡ t momentum, but snow falls from the ground every few days.

Unable to think about it, Feifei had to practice bone-making fist. This was the rough boxing technique he and a group of little monsters learned from bald people. The little guys less than three feet rolled around in the snow, unlike boxing, but like big squirrels foraging everywhere. In the end, even the fleas couldn't stand it and jumped to the little monster in one step to stop him from dancing.

"I'm sorry, I'm too nervous. I always forget the next punch when I punched my head." Feifei smiled embarrassedly, his body trembled even harder. The punching did not bring warmth, but instead consumed not much heat in his body.

The flea shook his head slightly, his red and yellow eyes seemed to be angry, but it just knelt down slowly and protected the little demon under it with his chest.

Feifei curled up under the Qilin and hugged her legs with her hands. The Qilin's scales looked slightly cool even in the ice and snow, but slowly, with its powerful heartbeat, a stream of warm currents were sent into the little demon's body. Feifei no longer trembled, and there was a layer of blush on his face.

"Sorry, fleas, have caused you trouble."

The flea looked up at the distance, motionless, like a statue guarding the tomb of the emperor. It was the little beast in the eyes of Zuo Liuying and Mu Xingqiu. It was the playmate of Bad and Xiao Wei. It was next to the little demon Feifei, but it was a strict master and caretaker.

Feifei's stiff body gradually relaxed and tried to stick it to the Qilin. The fine scales were not hard or cold at all. "You reminded me of my mother, sorry, fleas. I wouldn't be angry when I say that, right? I always live in cold places. My mother often holds me, we live in tree holes. Eat nuts collected in autumn, and sometimes squirrels. It is said that human flesh is the freshest, but I have never eaten it. Is the demon master a human? He is a Taoist priest, and must be human. So human flesh should not be eaten..."

"Who said that human flesh should not be eaten? All meat can be eaten. Human flesh is good, demon meat is the top one. It not only tastes delicious, but also contains a lot of knowledge."

A strange voice sounded from the top of his head. Feifei was startled and thought that the Qilin could speak suddenly, but the flea stood up vigilantly and let out a threatening growl in his throat.

Feifei hurriedly got up and looked up. On a tree beside him, a crow fell on a branch that was more than ten feet taller than a flea.

The crow is extremely large, about three feet tall, but not many feathers on it. I don’t know how it flew over. The long bird beak was covered with spots of varying depths, which means it is a very old bird.

"Who are you?" Living in a place of monsters since childhood, Feifei would not be surprised by a strange bird that could only talk. Instead, the fleas stared at the crow and were ready to go. This distance was just a leap for it. Even if it was a test flight, it would never be inferior to any bird.

"Relax, a horned beast." said the crow casually, and actually blinked, "If you don't remember me, just forget it, but you know I have no malice."

The fleas still haven't relaxed.

"It's called a flea, if you call it a 'long-horned beast', it will get angry." Feifei has a good impression of the crow.

"Gaga, if anyone calls me 'flea', I will be angry. Ignore it. I will tell you a few things before Mu Xingqiu comes back."

"Do you know the demon master?" Feifei's eyes became brighter.

"It's not just about knowing him, there are so many places he needs to thank me." The crow sighed proudly, and then sighed sadly, "But he also snatched a lot of things from me. There are not many faces available to me. I have to save a little, so I have to fly out like this. It's really embarrassing."

Feifei couldn't understand what the crow was saying, but he knew that the crow was not here to find him. "The demon master went to inquire about the location of Zhanmo Mountain and would be back soon. You can wait for a while..."

"No, no, no, I just don't want to talk directly to Mu Xingqiu, so I chose to come here and ask you to help me pass the message."

"Me?" Feifei began to nervous, "I'm sorry, I can't do it. I have a bad memory and a timid... I'm sorry, you'd better wait for a while."

"It's up to me to judge whether it's OK, even if you're a hopeless idiot..."

The flea jumped up and his horns rushed towards the crow. The crow did not fly up to hide, but disappeared without a trace, without a trace. The flea stopped in the air and looked around.

"The long-horned beast fell to the ground. It was Mu Xingqiu who asked me to come, but I was not too busy myself." The crow's voice came from all directions.

The flea returned to the ground and stood behind Feifei.

The crow appeared on the same branch, shook his bare wings, opened his mouth to sort out the few feathers left. Seeing that the little demon was not anxious at all, he finally spoke: "Tell Mu Xingqiu that Zhan Moshan is the second pivot of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi Formation, but he can't win this battle, and he can't win no matter what."

"Huh? Why do you say that? There is no battle that cannot be won. Who are you?" Feifei asked in surprise. He was a little cicada-winged monster living in the extreme north. He was short-sighted and could not guess the identity of the crow.

"It's just asking you to pass the message. Where do you have so many questions? Just remember what I say."

"I'm sorry, I remember, please continue." Feifei never argues, only apologizes.

"Well, this is the only way to be true. In short, tell Mu Xingqiu to fight against Demon Mountain. Taking advantage of Bingkui's underestimation of the enemy and not fully prepared, he won a lucky game and destroyed the first pivot position. This is enough. The Taoist sect will not take action. No one can stop the Fighting Star Movement Formation. Mu Xingqiu cannot be too proud. As long as he is willing to listen to me, his future will still be bright..."

Feifei muttered something while listening. The crow was unhappy, "Little Demon, have you listened to me seriously?"

"Ah? I listened carefully. I was trying to memorize them and conveyed them to the demon master word for word."

"Gaga, stupid demon, you're quite serious." The crow stopped for a while, gave Feifei time to memorize what it said before, and then continued: "Tell Mu Xingqiu. Go to Zhibubang in the west, where is the last hope of the demon clan and humans."

"Zhibubang, Zhibubang..." Feifei repeated several times, but did not dare to ask the crow where this place was.

"Tell Mu Xingqiu that if you really want to join forces with me to deal with Bingkui and the Demon Seed, just put my things back. I can't believe him like now. I can't believe Zuo Liuying."

Feifei became more confused as he listened, but he didn't ask, just trying to remember every word the crow said.

"But this time Mu Xingqiu fulfilled his promise, and I will not forget the benefits I promised him at the beginning, and then handed it over to him."

Feifei stretched out his hands and caught a slowly falling black feather. He couldn't help it and asked, "Is this the benefit you promised to the demon master?"

"This is just the beginning. Tell Mu Xingqiu that if he performs well, I will give him more and greater benefits, such as magic spells. Zuo Liuying may be the Taoist priest who knows the demons best, but he is not omniscient. Moreover, the Taoist priest's eyes are destined to miss something. They look inconspicuous, but it may be very important."

Feifei nodded constantly and began to feel that the crow was not simple.

"Okay, that's all. Also, tell Mu Xingqiu, don't be dissatisfied, you will get the most effort, and don't be content with yourself. This is an era of storms. Today's emperor may be a pile of dead bones tomorrow. The real leader may be rolling in the mud, but suddenly it will soar into the sky..."

The crow spread its wings with few hairs and did not take off. He hovered in the air, flew for a distance and then turned back. "Maybe even a stupid little demon like you have a day to stand out. You can't just rely on hard work in your practice. Even the greatest Taoist priests must have elixirs to help. Open your mouth, little demon, I'll give you a gift."

Feifei felt that he had done nothing and dared not accept the gift. He was about to refuse, but after opening his mouth, he couldn't close it. He couldn't help but raise his head, facing the sky, and ate a large cloud of cold air.

The flea became alert and wanted to leap into the sky, but the crow had already spit out a small bead from his mouth and turned around and disappeared.

The bead fell into Feifei's mouth and entered his stomach along his throat. It was too late to vomit.

The beads are neither cold nor hot, and there is no special feeling after entering the stomach. Feifei concentrates on remembering what the crow said and forgets the beads for the time being.

Half an hour later, Mu Xingqiu Fei returned, still dressed as a demon clan, with a skin sack hanging on his chest, which contained a bald man. "It's not far from Zhanmo Mountain, and there are about ten days left... who has been here?"

Feifei hurriedly recited the words said by the crow and handed the feathers to Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu took the feathers and didn't say anything for a long time.

It has been a while since he left the Ice City. Feifei is not as scared as the demon master as he was at the beginning. He asked with courage: "Is the feathers special?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "There are important clues hidden here. With it, I might be able to find my family." He stared at the feather for a while, "It also told me how to help a person burned by the Hidden Dragon Fire."

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