"You big meanie! Let my Master's Master go!"
Little Yan'er was still kicking her short little legs, her little mouth running nonstop as she kept calling him a big meanie.
"Hehehe, little ones have such tender flesh. It even smells delicious. Should I braise you or stew you?"
Feng Qingye's face took on a greedy look.
His tongue curled, as though he could truly smell the aroma of meat.
"Feng Qingye, as long as you don't hurt the grandfather and granddaughter, I promise not to activate the Heartlock."
Lin Shisan spoke hurriedly.
He could see clearly that Feng Qingye truly had a gluttonous appetite for Yan'er.
Back in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, whenever it was time to eat pig's trotters, he had worn that very same ravenous look.
"Hmm, that works."
Feng Qingye grinned and came up to Lin Shisan with little Yan'er in his grasp.
He swept his right sleeve, and a ball of red light swelled in the wind, enveloping little Yan'er in an instant.
Dimly, an octopus glowing red could be seen crawling around, licking greedily here and there.
"Watch him. If he dares put up any resistance, activate the Demon Bug immediately and have it swallow this little girl."
"Yes, my lord."
The Qingyi Attendant caught the demonic crystal Feng Qingye tossed over with both hands, then dragged the speechless Pang Yue over.
"Ah..."
Pang Yan'er let out a cry.
The octopus crawled around on the light barrier, flicking its tongue out every now and then.
It frightened her face deathly pale, and tears filled her eyes.
"Don't be scared... Yan'er... Yan'er... isn't scared..."
Little Yan'er covered her eyes.
Trying to encourage herself, she said, "Master's Master... Yan'er isn't scared... you big meanie... let my Master's Master go..."
"Little brother, shall we begin?"
Seeing Lin Shisan's