Wang Ce shook his head and said, "It's not so much that they're creating the most powerful monsters, it's better that they're mass-producing monsters as weapons. ”

"Damn! Monster genetic modification, am I watching an American blockbuster?"

Li Mian also looked incredulous: "The ultimate goal of the Butterfly Gate is to unify the world? Fuck, this goal is okay, I used to underestimate them." ”

Ao Ling said disdainfully: "If they do this, they will only create monsters, what is the use?"

"Knock! knock!"

At this moment, there was some strange sound not far away, which could not be heard unless you listened carefully.

The demons silently quieted down, stopped talking, and listened solemnly to where the voice came from.

"Knock! knock!"

It's not an illusion, the sound is getting clearer and clearer,

Li Mian reacted and said in a low voice: "Could it be that there are still fish hiding here?"

"It's not like people. "Red middle way.

"Why?"

He smiled mysteriously, pointed to the ground, and said, "Because the sound comes from underground." ”

Li Mian suddenly realized, patted Hongzhong on the shoulder and said, "It seems that this task can only be sent to you to carry it out." ”

"What's wrong with that?" Hongzhong raised his eyebrows, transformed into a prototype, and stabbed his head to the ground, and disappeared.

The ground was basically intact, except for a small hole that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and Hongzhong turned himself into a very small existence, directly through the cracks in the porcelain floor, and went into the ground.

"Yes, Hongzhong's skills. Ma Liang was dumbfounded, couldn't help but be amazed, and said with envy: "The Demon King's cultivation is really a good thing, and the level of Hongzhong is different from ours all of a sudden." ”

Ying Xiaochuan teased: "Otherwise, the next time I see the demon king, I will ask him to give you a gift?"

"Okay, okay. Ma Liangxin nodded in disbelief.

"You're big. The tabula rasa couldn't stand it anymore, and rolled his eyes: "How can the power of the demon king be borne by mortals, if you want to get the power of the demon king, first you have a demon, of course, it's okay to be a personal shemale." ”

If Ma Liang was scolded by others, it would be fine, but when these words came out of the mouth of the whiteboard, he was immediately unhappy, and his hand grabbed the fat neck of the whiteboard: "Dead sparrow, can you repeat that sentence to me again and try it?" Hey, when the demon gives you a sense of superiority, have you forgotten how your father fed you one bud and one grain of bud grain back then?"

"!

One person and one demon made a fuss, and all the demons were helpless and indifferent. Ying Xiaochuan also let them go, and his nerves have been tense for so long along the way, and it is just the time to rely on the reconciliation of these two living treasures.

……

About twenty minutes passed.

Li Mian saw a big bag bulging out of the porcelain floor under his feet, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "This, what is this?"

The exclamation rang out, and everyone turned their eyes to it.

I saw that on the originally flat floor, there were constantly bulging big bags, one time here, another time there, changing impermanently, as if human eyeballs were hallucinating.

Ying Xiaochuan's face froze, and he said, "There is really something underground." ”

Ao Ling said: "Do you want me to go down and help Hongzhong?"

Hongzhong's cultivation is now at most on the same level as Ao Ling, so Ao Ling's going down is definitely like a tiger for Hongzhong.

"I don't think so. Without waiting for Xiao Chuan to answer, Fa Cai said: "We still believe in Hongzhong, this kid is very fine, and he is not easy to suffer." ”

Ying Xiaochuan nodded and said, "That's okay, just wait and see." ”

……

Two minutes later.

A puff of green smoke came out of the ground, and the green smoke spread, turning into a huge foul smell, and none of the demons could stand it, so they fled with bated breath.

After a while, the green smoke cleared, and a large rat appeared in front of everyone, only to see a mouse's mouth, and spit out a pangolin from it.

Facai saw Hongzhong, and was furious: "Hongzhong, you are too unqualified." ”

"That's right!" the whiteboard also looked disgusted: "When you don't fart well, you have to almost poison us when we are all around." ”

"It stinks!"

"It stinks!"

"What did you eat last night?"

"It's time for a colon cleanse!"

"Come on, come on, I'll never know this dead rat again!"

"This fart kind of broke our friendship. ”

Hongzhong changed his original form, and he heard attacks from all directions on his 'fart', and said aggrievedly: "I didn't let it go." ”

"Who else would it be if it weren't you?"

"Like, didn't you come out of the fret?"

"It's not me. Hongzhong looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, although it was difficult to speak, but he thought that he couldn't be put on this notoriety, so he pointed to the pangolin at his feet and said, "It did it just now." ”

"!" Ma Liang retorted, "I saw you spit it out with my own eyes...... Wait,, don't you?"

Ma Liang's eyes slowly changed from disgust to sympathy.

The same is true of the people and the demons.

Red weakly defended himself: "Things are really not as ...... as you think"

"So what's that?"

“……”

"Alright. Ying Xiaochuan interrupted them and asked Hongzhong: "Hongzhong, is this what was just under the ground?"

"It's it! I'll prove it to you!"

Maybe he had been slandered just now, and he walked up to the pangolin angrily and said angrily: "If you play dead for me again, I'll set you up and barbecue you!"

"Don't, don't, spare your life, spare your life!" An unfamiliar cry for mercy came from the bottom up, and if you listened carefully, it was this pangolin who spoke.

"Then why are you pretending to be dead, hurry up and show me your original form!"

The pangolin whispered for a while, then slowly moved, and soon there was a change in front of him.

An old man about fifty or sixty years old appeared in front of all the demons, and because this old man was not pure in cultivation, the scales on his back had not completely faded.

He looked at everyone in horror and begged for mercy: "Those are all Butterfly Gate crimes, they have nothing to do with me, I am really innocent." ”

"Are you a monster?" Ao Ling asked.

Seeing that Ao Ling was a little girl, and she looked gentle and cute, her expression eased slightly, and she nodded and said, "Yes, I am a pangolin demon." ”

Ao Ling looked at Ying Xiaochuan, and Ying Xiaochuan motioned for her to continue asking.

Ao Ling asked again: "Then you were also captured by the people of the Butterfly Gate?"

The pangolin demon nodded.

Ao Ling said: "That's strange, the other monsters are either imprisoned or soaked in the solution, why are you the only one outside." ”