Chapter 921 Fighting with the Comers

Before his voice died away, a warm white creature had clung to Ding Hao's forehead.

It was the Demon King, Evil Moon.

It used its claws to scratch Ding Hao's head habitually so that his hair became very messy. Then it jumped on Ding Hao's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Fat Cat, can you change your way of greeting me next time... Oh my God! I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you become like this?" Ding Hao was holding the back of Evil Moon's neck and took a look at it. He was shocked. Fat Cat now had one more pair of wings on its back. It had two pairs of wings on its back in total.

"Meow, haha, it's very beautiful, isn't it? Are you envious and jealous?" Evil Moon proudly opened its new wings. They were not pure white, but as black as ink. There was very obscure and almost destructive power circulating between the pair of wings.

"Did you try hard to nurture such a pair of black wings because you saw that t