Gu Xijiu's figure slowly appeared in this cell, and she stared at the purple-clothed priest: "Emperor..."

Before the two words were spoken out, the purple-clothed priest made a gesture of silence: "God Lord, you can take your maid away!"

Wu Qianyan staggered over and knelt at Gu Xijiu's feet. Although she couldn't speak, tears instantly burst out from her eyes looking at Gu Xijiu, but then she seemed to remember something, raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, and kowtowed to Gu Xijiu.

Gu Xijiu pulled her up and glanced at Di Fuyi: "I took her away, how could you explain to the demon king? Do I need me to take you away together?" It's okay to take her teleportation technique to both of them.

Di Fuyi's eyelashes bent slightly: "I have my own idea. I'm sure I'll rescue her if you didn't come."

"Uh? How to save it?" Gu Xijiu was curious. The defense here was not too strict. How easy was it to take someone away from so many eyes? Not everyone has her teleportation technique.

Di Fuyi didn't say anything, but took out a bag on her body and shook a person out of the bag.

The man was completely unconscious and fell to the ground without moving.

Gu Xijiu saw the man's face clearly and her heart moved: "This is the princess of the demon clan! You--"

Di Fuyi said lightly: "The person who should be cut into pieces this time is her."

While speaking, he had already attacked the demon princess. After a while, the demon princess had been disguised as Wu Qianyan, very vividly, and even the wounds on her body were very similar.

Gu Xijiu finally understood what Di Fuyi was going to do, Li Daitao's plan.

She remembered the bag that Di Fuyi had just picked up, and her heart moved slightly. She looked familiar with the bag, as if she had seen it somewhere.

In her impression, there is someone who owns this bag, which is kept as a treasure, and is not easily shown to others. Because it is too long, and her memory has become much worse after sleeping for a long time, she can't remember it for a while.

However, she vaguely remembered that this bag could only hold dead objects, not live objects, and it would be easy to suffocate to death if it was put in...

"Can I look at your bag?"

"No." Di Fuyi refused without raising his head.

It is rare that someone rejects her so simply!

Gu Xijiu sighed: "Don't worry, I am not coveting your bag, but looking at it like an old friend, wanting to take a look."

"Old friend?" Di Fuyi finally looked up: "Which old friend?"

His eyes were bright and his eyes were a little impatient.

Gu Xijiu shook her head: "I am an old friend a long time ago. You are too young to recognize me. I ask you, where did you get this bag? Do you only hold dead objects, not live objects?"

Di Fuyi chuckled lightly, his smile a little cold: "Is the God Lord trying to interrogate me?"

Gu Xijiu frowned: "I have nothing to do with it, I'm just a little curious."

"I'm sorry, I have no obligation to solve the doubts of the God Lord." Di Fuyi said this lightly, and a sharp blade appeared in his palm. He looked at the demon princess lying there, and gently shook his eyebrows, and suddenly asked Gu Xijiu: "Can the God Lord cut off human lung leaves?"

Gu Xijiu hugged her arm: "Of course." She is the Creator God. As long as she gives her enough materials, she can even make it, let alone take human lung lobes.

Di Fuyi stretched his eyebrows and raised his hand to Gu Xijiu: "Then please ask the God Lord to take it for her."
Chapter completed!