Devouring the netherworld, Xiao Ling's goal

"Where's the princess?"

At this moment, if an Feng didn't realize that the thing in his hand was the evil spirit from the demon ghost! Then he would have wasted all his years in the devil World.

He was also very clear about the attribute of evil spirits that were best at seizing bodies and parasitizing. Therefore, he knew that since this thing was an evil spirit, its master, White Night, was definitely in a bad state. There was an 80 to 90 percent chance that he had already died.

"It looks like you like Xiao Ye 'er a lot. You chose to fall into the demonic path not only to be loyal to your master but also to be able to protect her," Xiao Ling said.

"Where is the princess Consort?"

An Feng's emotions didn't fluctuate at all because of Xiao Ling's words. He just looked at Xiao Ling and asked, even though the black mist had already corroded his face and was about to completely corrode his head.