The devil boy came to the world, a remote village.

A tall and thin figure who was ten feet tall was standing in an empty yard, holding a little girl who looked only one or two years old.

"Well... the fragrance of human race." The tall and thin figure spoke in a dry voice like a hard rock rubbing.

It has a gray bird's head, and its eyes are blood-red, revealing unconcealed tyranny and cruelty. Although the little girl's hand is not a wing, but more similar to a human hand, it is covered with cold and hard gray feathers.

"The ancestor took me all the way here. On the way, I never ate it. I didn't expect that today I came here to relax and I could easily encounter such tender meat!"

There was undisguised excitement in the dry voice of the bird demon: "And it's two!"

"I am the young master of the Qingyu Falcon tribe. Do you think you can escape my eyes?" The bird demon turned his head and looked to the east. His blood-red eyes emitted a fierce light, "Come out, the little devil of the human race!"

"Hide? I will hide from you, my master?" Nezha called out a fire-sharp gun from his dantian and walked out of the woods. "If I weren't too lazy to hide, would you still find me?"

"Yo! Still a trainer!"

The bird demon looked at the fire-tip gun with red light in Nezha's hand, and was a little serious in his heart. Although such a human little baby must be pitifully weak, because of this, if he accidentally suffers a loss in his hands, then the young master Qingyu will be left with nowhere to be given.

Although he was a little serious in his heart, it did not put down the little girl in his hand - even if he didn't have his real body, he needed to hold a human girl in one hand, and he was as invincible as this place!

As a great monster who came out of the ancient forest Tianze Forest, in such a remote small city of human race, Qing Hao even took the two human race masters who guarded it seriously, let alone a human race child.

"Little kid, you also have some traces of cultivation on your body. There is still a magic weapon in your hand. I will give you a chance..."

Before Qing Hao finished speaking, Nezha had already disappeared from his sight with a fire-sharp gun.

"Bang--"

The sound of dull body collision sounded, and Qinghao held the girl's arm and felt a sharp pain, almost losing consciousness. He looked down and saw that the girl who was originally grabbed by him had disappeared.

"Twittering, you're really worthy of being a bird!"

Nezha stood not far behind him, holding a big red gold gun in one hand and holding a girl in the other, "Come on, little gray bird, let me play with you, don't worry, because you are so weak, I will let you go with only one hand!"

"you!"

Qinghao stared at Nezha, and the blood in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Following his ancestors escaped from Tianzelin all the way here, Qing Hao's demonic power was already consumed severely. He originally relied on his deep cultivation and felt that even if the demonic power was greatly damaged, no one would be his opponent in such a small place. As a result, he just wanted to come out to make a tooth sacrifice, but he hit the tough guy.

"Cry——!"

Qinghao's body emitted a blue-gray light. After a cry full of tyranny and killing, it turned into a big falcon with a wingspan of two feet and covered with blue-gray feathers.

The color of the feathers of the Qingyu Falcon clan shows the state of its demonic power. The greener the feathers, the more abundant their demonic power. If the feathers turn gray, it means that their demonic power is seriously insufficient.

When he just showed his true body, he recovered 40% of the demonic power with the secret technique in the clan, and his aura was greatly increased. He was confident that he would be able to deal with such a yellow-haired child in such a human race.

"The little devil of the human race, I was careless just now, now...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Qing Hao, who was originally flying ten feet above the ground, was held by Nezha and jumped up suddenly, and then swept down with a fire-tip gun.

If Nezha's power control method had not been in the hall, the girl in his arms would have died just by jumping alone.

"Brother...so amazing..."

The girl in Nezha's hand opened her arms at Nezha and slapped her with vague praise.

This child is really brave. He didn't say a word when he was grabbed in the bird demon before. After being rescued by Nezha, he also lay quietly in his arms. Nezha even thought that the child was either dumb or stupid or cursed by the bird demon. Unexpectedly, he suddenly spoke now.

"Ah..." Nezha was stunned when she heard her words. After hearing what the child said clearly, she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Hehehehehe..."

"Kick...Kick..."

She stretched out her hand vigorously, as if she was about to touch Nezha's face.

"Kick? What? Kick the monster?"

When Nezha heard the kick, the first thing he thought of was this.

"Shuttle shuttle...shuttle shuttle...shuttle kicking..."

The girl shook her head and continued to say vaguely.

"Kicking shuttlecock? Kicking shuttlecock?!"

Nezha was shocked and looked at the little girl in his arms. A familiar scene suddenly appeared in his dusty memory.

"You...you are the one who wanted to play shuttlecock with me before?!"

Nezha looked at the little girl and asked in surprise.

"Kick...kick...shuttlecock..."

The little girl nodded.

Nezha spoke in surprise: "I..."

"Cry——!"

Qing Hao, who was shot by Nezha, fell into the village and collapsed and blew down a large area of ​​houses. He fell to the ground hard. It took him a long time to recover.

Qing Hao, who came to his senses, was shocked and angry, and directly used the forbidden technique to fight for life and death with Nezha. He let out a loud cry, his feathers turned pure blue, his body surface was bathed with blood-colored fluorescence, and his body size increased to four or five feet.

It flapped its wings violently, and the feathers on its wings stood up, making it hard and sharp, far more powerful than mortals.

"The little devil of the human race, I am the one who is the main one...puff!"

Qing Hao was only halfway through the angrily drinking, and was shot by the more angry Nezha and flew backwards along the original path at a faster speed.

The blade of the Fire-Spirited Gun cut through its feathers and body surface, leaving a long wound. Large pieces of purple-black demon blood filled with violent demonic energy sprayed out, most of which fell to the ground, and a small part sprayed towards Nezha and the girl in his arms.

Seeing this, Nezha immediately turned sideways and used his body to block the demon blood.

All the warm demon blood was blocked by Nezha's body, and no drop fell on the girl.

Although his body was sticky and uncomfortable by demon blood, Nezha subconsciously smiled when he looked at the clean girl on his body.

"Little brother... dirty... dirty... rub..."

The girl in Nezha's arms happened to see a small piece of blood splashed on his face, and reached out to wipe it off for him.

Nezha leaned over his face, and the girl's soft little hands clumsily rubbed against the blood on his face.

"Wow--!"

Suddenly, the girl stopped and started crying.

"What...what happened? Why did you suddenly cry!"

Nezha suddenly panicked and asked the girl anxiously.

"It hurts...it hurts...hand..."

The girl raised her hand that was stuck in the demon blood to Nezha's eyes, and her delicate little hands were covered with scars - they were cut by the demonic aura in the demon blood.

The knowledge from Taiyi in his mind made Nezha quickly realize what was going on. He hurriedly put away the fire-tip gun and carefully wiped off the demon blood from the girl's palm with his own hands.

After erasing the demon blood, Nezha blew up at the girl's wound again, hoping to relieve her pain.

After a while, the girl's crying gradually stopped.

Nezha's eyes fell on the wounds in the village below and Qinghao, who was bleeding from his mouth.

The village is not far from the sea, and people in the village usually make a living by fishing and growing crops. At this time, most of the people in the village, regardless of gender, work outside. The children can't take care of the home and just play with their parents who are working.

Therefore, although Qinghao smashed many houses, he did not cause any casualties except for frightening many villagers who rushed over after the movement.

The villagers who rushed over looked at the miserable green feather falcon demon Qinghao, who looked several feet tall and miserable, trembling.

Qinghao also shivered as Nezha stared at him coldly in the sky.
Chapter completed!