The formation used by the Nightless Sky is an exclusive teleportation array that only the Yaksha clan has, and no one in this world can snatch it, no one can leave, and no one knows where their Yaksha world is.

Eh~~ This seems to be too much, at this moment, there is such a guy, quietly touching in.

His little one, only the size of a palm, was furry, and looked more like a monkey, just like the demon who had been inadvertently made small.

I don't know why he was left alone, and he came here, and all the Yaksha people taught him a lesson, and they were bored and numbered one by one and became their own slaves.

When Wuyetian rushed back, what he saw was such a strange phenomenon, countless young clansmen, surrounding a small thing, listening to his orders alone.

"One, feed me, as long as the meat doesn't want vegetables and fruits, if I eat it, you will die. ”

The No. 1 Yaksha girl cried and looked at the chopped vegetables in her eyes, which was chopped up and stirred together according to the demon's request.

Now, what is she going to do to pick out all the meat?

It's a problem, and if you don't get it right, you'll kill yourself because of a small vegetable.

The little demon doesn't just torture a Yaksha, he wants rain and dew evenly.

"No. 2, help me pinch my legs, remember to make the strength of breastfeeding, you must pinch me comfortably, otherwise, just wait for me to pinch you again." ”

When the No. 2 Yaksha woman heard this, her face turned three points white as soon as she brushed the ground.

This demon looks small, and the lord who can blow up a big stone with a little finger, if he is allowed to pinch it again, even if the women of their Yaksha clan are a little stronger than ordinary human beings, they will not be able to withstand such destruction, and it is estimated that they will soon become scum.

Thinking of this, she buried her head in hard work, kneading the demon's calf constantly, not daring to slack off at all.

As for Number Three, and even the rest of the countless Yaksha women, they were like a mud-fetal puppet, standing beside him in an orderly manner, not daring to take a breath of air, and their attitude was so pious that they were unheard of and unseen.

Nightless is the king here, how can you bear this situation?

"Who is Your Excellency, and what are you doing in our people?"

This is a polite statement, not scorching.

The demon carried a transparent glass cup in his hand, and there was a kind of red liquid in it, which was swaying boredly, and he pecked lightly from time to time, with an intoxicated look on his face.

For Wu Yetian's question, he directly ignored it, and didn't even raise his eyes.

"How can it be!"

The lungs of the nightless sky are blown up, and their own territory will not allow others to sleep soundly.

I don't know why this anger is so big, I stepped forward and pulled away a few clansmen, and as soon as I raised my slender long legs, I instantly kicked over a small low table next to the demon, and the plates, cups, and food on it were ...... It fell to the ground with a bang.

The demon still looked like a lazy sheep, and ordered the Yaksha female No. 1 who was restless on the side, "Go, take this crazy woman in front of me away, disturb this demon king, she deserves to be killed." ”

Hearing this, Yaksha Female No. 1 gasped, hurriedly knelt down, and kept begging for mercy, "Lord Demon King, that's the patriarch of my clan, I can't make a move on her, please, let us go!"

"Hmph, what's the fun of letting you go, the Demon King? I've worked so hard to get into you, who is worthy of having fun?"

The demon's face was not very good, and there were faint signs of anger.

He was very angry, and Wu Yetian was even more angry, and pulled up the Yaksha Female No. 1, "What are you kneeling for? Don't forget that we are a noble Yaksha clan, a fighting nation, and we shed blood without tears." ”

When she said this, she automatically ignored that she also had tears in her eyes.

But it was said that the Yaksha Female No. 1 was so excited by the Nightless Sky, and the competitive blood in her bones rippled, and her body immediately straightened, and she took out a big knife of her own, and the majestic guard was in front of the Nightless Sky.

"Swear to defend dignity and protect the patriarch!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the rest of the yaksha women were woken up by her shouting, and they also drew their big knives one after another, and they all burst into tears,

"Swear to defend dignity and protect the patriarch!"

Everyone's big knives were pointed at the demon, and the demon still didn't bother to lift his eyelids, and yawned and stretched.

"Alas...... You women, how good it was to be like this earlier, it made me bored for a long time. ”

"However, a word of caution, it's okay to shed tears, don't blame me for sucking her dry if she bleeds in front of me. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his little finger and hooked everyone contemptuously, "Come on, if you want to fight, you can accompany you at any time!"

"Hmph! Let me meet you. ”

Nightless was the first to rush forward, and the demon was there, not hiding or dodging, with such mockery and disdain.

That ruffian, everyone wants to give him two slaps, see if he can still pull it up?

Seeing that the big knife of the nightless sky was about to be next to his body, and when he was slashed in half, I saw him lazily turn over, impartial, and just dodged.

"Don't hide, come again!"

One blow missed, and the momentum of Nightless Sky continued to slash the broadsword, vowing to chop the demon into pulp.

The demon's lazy state has been exerted to the extreme, and at this moment, when he was so nervous that he was suffocating to breathe, he didn't forget to take a sip of the liquid in the glass cup, and smashed his mouth with satisfaction, and the delicious liquid slightly soothed his somewhat tyrannical heart.

The second and third swords of the nightless sky...... The eighth knife did not delay for too long, and slashed at the demon.

The demon's body rolled around like a spinning top, and the tea chair under him was even more torn by it, but it still stood tall.

"Huhuhu...... There's a kind of you get up and fight, what kind of ability is this?"

Wuyetian was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, so he used a knife as a crutch, and beat his waist from time to time.

She was very tired in the past three days, and she didn't expect to return to her nest and fight with a wicked person, which was really a bit difficult.

When the clansmen looked at her like this, they seemed to forget that danger was on their side, and threw their knives away one after another, and surrounded her.

"Patriarch, have you borrowed a seed? Are we going to have a baby again?"

"Is this true? The patriarch will be pregnant, so I'm looking forward to it!"

......

Everyone was chattering and discussing, only interested in the topic of having children, but they put the devil aside.

Don't blame them for being so excited, it's really that the fertility rate of Yaksha women is too low, a Yaksha woman can only have one child in her life, if you are lucky, there are seven or eight in one child, and if you are unlucky, there is only one.

In the past thousand years, the luck of the clan has been very bad, and many people have only given birth to one, which has led to the serious aging of the clan, the reduction of the middle and young classes, and the combat effectiveness that can be produced is even less, which is a very bad thing for an ethnic group.