The blood of our demon clan is boiling!

Flowers and green mountains, the green water.

After the cloud disappeared, Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged. His memory of Monkey King's past became clearer and clearer as if he had experienced it himself.

Except ...

Apart from the woman named Azi, many things related to this woman can't remember, other things, Qin Feng can recall them around 80 percent.

Naturally, there will be no confusion or nervousness about everything that happens in this cloud screen. After all, the Monkey King of that year experienced much greater things than the battle in this cloud.

" Yi Jun, say what you want to say."

Qin Feng said casually, he is very clear, since Yi Jun can show all of them in front of himself, and is actively calling himself into a dream, then this guy must have figured out a countermeasure.

Yi Jun frowned, lowering his head respectfully: " Holy Honor, as far as I can see..."