Chapter 122 Ask God
He is a threatening and troublesome human kid, but also an interesting one.
Looking at the red-robed man who was gradually walking towards her, Zhou Ling felt that every step he took was stepping on her heart. It hurt with every step, a life-threatening pain!
Once again facing the line between life and death, Zhou Ling did not have the fear of death he had before. All he felt was reluctance and heartache.
He felt sorry for his mother and master. He was so sad to know their death. He was unwilling to accept that Hengyue was still in his hands but was lost again before he could accomplish anything great. Now that the demons were born, what kind of catastrophe would this world experience?
So, do you accept your fate?
Zhou Ling looked straight into the man's deep eyes, and suddenly her expression changed. Her almond-shaped eyes were curved, and her dimples were faintly visible when she smiled. At least to outsiders, she looked very well-behaved at this moment.
"Uncle, do you want to know the secret between me and this broom?"
These words made the corner of the man's mouth twitch subconsciously.
There was a little dust on his face, and a lot of his hair was burnt, making him look disheveled. But this little human child suddenly put on a flattering expression, smiled cutely, and his voice was extremely sweet, soft and cute, even more like a fairy than him, like a soft and cute rabbit that had become a spirit!
"Isn't it a little late to flatter and curry favor now?" The man turned the broom in his hand again. Although he wanted to hear the secret, this little girl was not simple. She surrendered in the face of danger. It was obviously a trap. If he fell into it, hehe... he would be ashamed of his identity as a fox demon.
"Not too late, not too late. I just saw that I couldn't win, so I was ready to surrender to save my life. To be honest, uncle, the broom in your hand has a great origin. Can you imagine that it can fly into the sky in the forbidden spirit land and remain intact under the power of so many sky thunders? Ahem... Actually, it is a divine weapon from the upper realm."
For the next sentence, Zhou Ling cleared her throat, leaned forward slightly, approached the evil monster, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and spoke in a low voice.
The man paused while spinning the broom, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Zhou Ling with scrutiny.
Seeing that the child was looking at him with a flattering smile without dodging or evading his gaze, the man couldn't help but burst out laughing.
I had praised her for her courage before, and it was not wrong. Look, at such a young age, she could still lie with sincerity. Even when facing his slightly intimidating eyes, she was not afraid and did not reveal any flaws. She was so cunning that she could surpass many of their fox children who were born cunning.
What a pity! This little girl is a human, and she almost ruined his good deeds just now. He has to figure out this seemingly inconspicuous broom, and he also has to figure out the strange space-transfer technique of this human child. But this person will die eventually.
If he had not met this little girl in the current situation, just based on her behavior that was pleasing to his eye, he would have taken her in as a servant.
Zhou Ling saw that the big monster just squinted his eyes and didn't say anything, wondering what he was thinking, and he became a little anxious.
If she doesn't speak, how can she implement the next plan?
"The divine weapon is only in the upper realm. Nowadays, it is difficult for cultivators in this realm to ascend. Where did you get this divine weapon from the upper realm?"
He had no intention of exposing her now, but he wanted to see what lies the little girl could make up.
Finally getting a response, Zhou Ling smiled.
He raised his chin with great pride and blinked his eyes with a playful look.
"Ask God."
"What?" The man hadn't reacted to why the human child's attitude changed so quickly, he felt his right hand holding the broom tighten. Before he could even raise his head, he was carried away by the strange broom.
(End of this chapter)
