In the quiet and lonely Lanruo Temple, Grandma was pacing back and forth with an anxious expression, and she kept muttering and not knowing what she was saying.

Nie Xiaoqian walked to her grandmother's side, and she asked in a humble whisper, "Why is grandma so flustered!"

Grandma stopped suddenly, she looked up at Nie Xiaoqian, and said in a cold tone: "Xiaoqian, now that Yan Chixia and Montenegro are fighting, who do you think will win!"

Nie Xiaoqian's eyebrows furrowed, and after thinking for a long time, she said in a deep voice: "Originally, under the joint efforts of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia, Montenegro would definitely be defeated, but now that Kingdee has helped the old demon of Montenegro in the past, the number of wins and losses is unpredictable!"

Grandma said with a cold gaze: "If the Montenegrin side wins, it will be a big deal for me to continue to stay under him and catch the woman's soul for him, but once the Montenegro is defeated, I will die without a place to be buried, but now Jindee has established a Yin Gathering Array for me in Lanruo Temple, I don't know how many times faster I practice here than before, if I leave, I am a little reluctant to leave, Xiaoqian, how should I choose!"

Nie Xiaoqian knew that she couldn't speak casually under this kind of situation, and once she said the wrong thing, then she would be in a place of no return.

So, Nie Xiaoqian pretended to be thinking, and she never said half a sentence.

At this moment, Yang Huaiping ran into Lanruo Temple with the son of the old demon of Montenegro in his arms, he looked at his grandmother in the courtyard and hurriedly said: "Grandma is not good, something happened to Lord Montenegro!"

After hearing this, grandma suddenly felt like a thunderbolt on the spot, and she came back to her senses after a long time, grandma looked a little flustered and took Nie Xiaoqian's hand and said, "Xiaoqian, let's go!"

Just as Grandma was about to take Nie Xiaoqian away, Yang Huaiping jumped in front of the two of them and stopped them, his tone was as cold as frost, "Grandma can leave just like this, but Xiaoqian has to stay here, I still remember that you gave Nie Xiaoqian to me at the beginning, do you want to go back on your word?"

Grandma looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who could suck souls for him, and then at Yang Huaiping, who was about to do something if she didn't agree with her, her eyes gradually flickered.

At this time, a shout suddenly came from outside the decaying Lanruo Temple, "Brother Yang, you quickly give me the child of the old demon of the Black Mountain, if you don't hand him over, when he grows up, he will definitely bring disaster to the world and become a peerless devil!"

As soon as Grandma saw Ning Caichen coming, she pushed Nie Xiaoqian beside her to Yang Huaiping, and Grandma immediately escaped from Lanruo Temple.

Yang Huaiping handed the baby in his arms to Nie Xiaoqian, and he said calmly: "You help me take care of this child, I'll go and meet this Ning Caichen for a while!"

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a deep throbbing in her heart when she hugged the son of the old demon of Montenegro, and it could be vaguely seen that her arms were trembling slightly.

At this time, Ning Caichen, who was holding a tattered butter umbrella, jumped into the quiet and quiet Lanruo Temple, and he said earnestly to Yang Huaiping: "Brother Yang, you quickly hand over the son of the old demon of the Black Mountain, otherwise it will ......."

Before Ning Caichen could finish speaking, Yang Huaiping interrupted him, and he said with a serious face: "People live in the world, the most important thing is a letter, I have promised the old demon of Montenegro to help her take care of her son, then I will definitely do this!"

"In that case, Brother Yang, we can only see the real chapter under our hands!" Ning Caichen suddenly closed the tattered yellow umbrella above his head, and his figure flashed to Yang Huaiping's side, and suddenly stabbed the umbrella towards his chest.

Yang Huaiping quickly pulled out an origami umbrella inlaid with gold wire from his waist, and he stretched the fan in front of him to block the umbrella attacked by Ning Caichen.

"Brother Yang really has two hits, I'm going to move really now, Brother Yang has to be careful!"

As he spoke, Ning Caichen gasified Sanqing, and his three corpse primordial gods instantly surrounded Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping instantly conjured up countless butterflies glowing with golden light, and met Ning Caichen's three corpse primordial gods head-on.

With the passage of time, Ning Caichen was covered in scaly wounds from being bitten by butterflies, and many of the butterflies on his three corpses fell to the ground and died.

In just an instant, the two of them turned into their original appearances, and Yang Huaiping said with a pale face: "Brother Ning, you can't fight yet, if you still fight, I, Yang, will accompany you to the end!"

Ning Caichen wiped the blood on his face, and he muttered: "I, Ning Caichen, don't want to share life and death with Brother Yang, but I am here to advise Brother Yang, a demon is a demon after all, and Brother Yang raising a demon will eventually cause trouble!"

Yang Huaiping arched his hand towards Ning Caichen, "Thank you Brother Ning for reminding me, Brother Ning said that Yang has a good idea, so I won't bother Brother Ning!"

While speaking, Yang Huaiping took out four paper-binding people from the embroidered rose bag on his waist, as well as a certain black sedan chair, and said to Nie Xiaoqian: "You hold the child and follow me to the sedan chair!"

Immediately Yang Huaiping and Nie Xiaoqian, who was holding the child, got on the black sedan chair, at this time Nie Xiaoqian's eyebrows frowned, she handed the child to Yang Huaiping with trembling arms, Nie Xiaoqian's lips pursed and said: "Brother Yang, you still want to hug the child of this old demon of Montenegro, I feel furious when I hold him!"

Yang Huaiping calmly took over the child of the old demon of Montenegro, he smacked Nie Xiaoqian's chest with a deep meaning and said indifferently: "Xiaoqian, you see that it has been so long, have you given the child ......?"

Hearing Yang Huaiping's words, Nie Xiaoqian's face turned red, she lowered her head and muttered that she didn't know what she was talking about.

Yang Huaiping looked at Nie Xiaoqian's shy expression and couldn't help but continue to tease her, and the corners of his mouth sketched a smile with an aftertaste: "Xiaoqian, you said that I rescued you from grandma, how can you repay me!"

Nie Xiaoqian said in a low voice: "As long as Brother Yang doesn't let me suck people's souls, how can I repay them?"

Yang covered his mouth with his hand and coughed deliberately, he held back the smile on his face and said, "Then dress up well tonight and prepare to sleep!"

"Hmm!"

After Nie Xiaoqian replied in an inaudible voice, her face instantly turned red and was about to drip water.

Yang Huaiping touched the little face of the child in his arms with his hand and said indifferently: "Camelin, you will follow me to ask for a life in the future, and you must be obedient in the future!"

At this time, Yang Huaiping suddenly felt a piercing pain in his fingers, and he looked down to see that the son of the old demon of the Black Mountain had bitten his finger.

"My grass, how did I raise a white-eyed wolf!"

After Yang Huaiping scolded, he took out the origami fan inlaid with gold wire on his waist and put it against the neck of the camellia, Yang Huaiping scolded sharply: "Little rabbit cub, you quickly let Lao Tzu go, otherwise Lao Tzu will take your life!"

After the son of the old demon of Montenegro felt the killing intent emanating from Yang Huaiping's body, his lips opened slightly, and then he opened his mouth.

Yang Huaiping put his bleeding fingers in his mouth and sucked it for a while, then he took back the origami fan against the neck of the old demon son of Montenegro.

After seeing this scene, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but be frightened, and she said to Yang Huaiping with her lips pursed: "This little guy is too terrifying, I think Brother Yang still threw him away!"

Yang Huaiping shook his head at Nie Xiaoqian, he threw the son of the old demon of Black Mountain into the bag embroidered with roses on his waist, Yang Huaiping smiled and said: "This little wolf cub is suitable for free-range, I can't starve him to death if I have food and drink in this bag, just let him stay inside!"