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"Brother Feng, do you think those demonic cultivators are as terrifying as they say?" Ling Qing'er placed her hand on Qin Feng's left arm as she asked. There was no need to mention how cute she was. Qin Feng couldn't help but remember what he saw in his nightmare. Harmony here.

"I don't think so. After all, these kinds of things are spread by bullying and maliciousness. Of course, the demonic cultivators must also be brutal and bloody. Otherwise, why would they forbid both sides from interacting with each other?" Qin Feng guessed.

"Big Brother Feng is so amazing, you already know so much before even meeting him, I really admire you!" She hugged Qin Feng's arm and leaned towards him. Although it was cold here, cultivators weren't afraid of it, and girls loved to be beautiful, so naturally, they wouldn't wear more masks to cover their enchanting body. This would make it difficult for Qin Feng, one on each side, and the two pairs of softness rubbed against each other on Qin Feng's arm, causing him to feel a faint pain somewhere.

"What happened to Brother Feng?" Why is your face so red? Have you caught a cold? " Ling Qing'er looked at the blushing Qin Feng and immediately asked.

"Eh, would a cultivator catch a cold? Alright, let's hurry up and leave. But remember to keep a low profile." Qin Feng instructed. After flying for about an hour, a few people appeared in Qin Feng's mind. Their cultivation level wasn't high, so they were just Qi Refinement Cultivators. In order to conceal his identity as a cultivator, Qin Feng urged the two women to descend to the ground and conceal their cultivation levels. First, they would meet these people and see what was different in the world of Demonic Cultivators.

"Oh?!" Who was it!? "Stop!" one of the younger cultivators shouted.

"We are ?" Qin Feng tried his best to put on a friendly front so he could ask what he really wanted to hear.

Who knew that Little Xiu seemed to be very nervous as he roared, "Don't come over anymore, or else I really won't be polite anymore." Qin Feng was speechless. Couldn't he tell that he was a mortal?

Qin Feng didn't stop. He walked a few more steps. Now, those people could see him with their eyes. Only then did Qin Feng stop and shout loudly: "Brother across from me, can we talk together?"

"Don't come over, otherwise ?" Otherwise! " The cultivator seemed to be speechless. There were two kids on the side, but they had the power to start Qi Condensation. They quickly pulled the old cultivator and said, "Grandpa, could they be mortals?"

The old man carefully moved a few steps forward and patted the child's head. He smiled and said, "My grandson is still smart, he really is a mortal."

It was only then that Qin Feng realized that the Qi Refining cultivator's consciousness wasn't as far as his eyes could see. Naturally, he was afraid that they were other cultivators.

"The senior opposite us!" Qin Feng looked cautious and explained: "The brat came from over there and was chased out of his house. He brought my two wives and concubines with him to take shelter. This is the place, can senior give me a few pointers?"

At this time, the person Qin Feng didn't want to see the most was the old man, because Qin Feng wanted to know the information of the two children. At this time, the person Qin Feng didn't want to see the old man act the most was the old man, because Qin Feng wanted to know the information of the two children.

"Oh? You must be mortals, where did you come from? " The old man quickly asked as if he was very anxious.

"That's right. Senior, this brat is ?" The old man immediately interrupted Qin Feng: "Did you bring anything to eat from that side?"

"Food?" Qin Feng was completely confused by these words.

"That's right, dry food and the like." The old man quickly said.

"Eh, Qing'Er, Yao, do you have any snacks there?" After all, the three of them had such a high level of cultivation that they didn't need to eat much anymore. The demon took it out of a pink storage bag, and its right hand pretended to be touching the pink storage bag, as a demon that had been bought by a greedy demon took it out. The demon secretly made a face at Qin Feng, and handed the demon over the apricot duck to the old man. Qin Feng touched his nose. Just as he was about to speak, the old man stretched out his neck and sniffed. His face was filled with shock: "This is?" What is this? "It's actually so fragrant!"

After hearing this, Qin Feng and the others' minds were filled with black lines. Was he a Demonic Cultivator? He didn't seem to be afraid at all. On the contrary, he felt an indescribable sense of pity.

"Come!" The old man fiercely broke the apricot duck in half, and the old man gave half of it to the black and blue boy, and the other half to the little girl. The old man licked the oil on his hands, looked at Qin Feng, and said with a bitter smile: "I'm sorry, we're in the land of Demonic Cultivators, this is how it is. The child hasn't eaten for a long time, so he's been eating bark and the like this. "Howl, howl." When the old man finished speaking, he choked and began to sob. Qin Feng sighed and didn't say anything. It seemed that the land of demonic cultivators was really poor, it didn't even have food.

"Benefactor, you are mortals. Can you go over? Can you bring me something to eat?" The old man suddenly thought of something and said excitedly.

"This ?" Qin Feng also looked at the two women with great difficulty. The old man knelt down and wailed: "For my grandson, granddaughter, I beg of you, please do me a favor. Otherwise, they will die, and I won't have much value in life. Here are twenty spirit stones, if you don't mind ?"

Qin Feng interrupted him and said: "You are ?" Sigh. "Qin Feng immediately helped the old man up and whispered to the two girls:" Wait for me for an hour. " Qin Feng excused himself and left. Not long later, Qin Feng returned and said to the old man: "We actually stored some food in front of us. Why don't you come with me?"

Thus, Qin Feng brought the three of them into a room filled with food. Of course, this was all prepared by Qin Feng. Benefactor! " The old man looked pitifully at Qin Feng while gnawing on a chicken leg. Qin Feng laughed: "You can eat these, we're fine."

"Oh right, are all Demonic Cultivators like you? "I heard from my elder brother that Fiendgods are always very cruel. Why?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Pah ~" The old man seemed to be very excited as he said, "What Demon Cultivator's nature is so cruel, it's all bullshit. So what if it's a Demon Cultivator? There was no food, no way to survive, and he could only rely on cultivation to survive. Although it was true that Demon Cultivators were fierce, most of them were good people who lived! We also have our own conscience! " The old man said excitedly. If I attack you, then these things will all be ours, but that would go against my conscience, I cannot do that! "

After Qin Feng heard this, he said to himself silently: "So this is what you call a terrifying Demonic Cultivator."