Demon Spirit Xiao Hua was quite puzzled and hurriedly asked, "Big Brother, since this is Star Moon Palace, neither Daoists, Confucian cultivators, nor the Devil Race can transform. All of this little brother's divine abilities have vanished without a trace, so how can the Demon Emperor still transform?"
"Damn it..." Xiao Hua spat. "How would I know? If I knew, I'd be able to transform too!"
Phoenix Body Xiao Hua stared at Xiao Hua and slowly shook his head. "Although Fellow Daoist saved us, this poor Daoist still cannot trust you!"
"If you don't trust me, then why are you following me?" Xiao Hua was nearly driven mad. Yet he raised a hand, held up one finger, and shook it a few times. "What this Xiao does requires neither your trust nor your belief. Follow this Xiao to Jia Qi Yi. Bone Tempering Xiao Hua has already been gravely injured; we need to gather and discuss matters!"
"No!" Phoenix Body Xiao Hua shook his head. "Bone Tempering fellow Daoist was born with a Divine Bone. How could he possibly be gravely injured? Don't try to trick us into going over there..."
Xiao Hua stamped his foot. Gritting his teeth, he threw the crossbow to Phoenix Body Xiao Hua. "Damn it, I'm giving you this crossbow, and you still don't trust this poor Daoist?"
Phoenix Body Xiao Hua caught the crossbow. Watching Xiao Hua retreat several steps, he said with a faintly mocking smile, "Fellow Daoist keeps telling this poor Daoist to trust you, but you... seem not to trust this poor Daoist either!"
"Forget it!" Xiao Hua was naturally on guard inwardly, and could only shake his head. "Wait here. Remember... trust no one. This poor Daoist will go bring Bone Tempering fellow Daoist here from Jia Qi Yi."
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