Chapter 33: The Mask Collection

PS: (I said it was almost over, so I sped up the process.) As for the follow-up original plot of the fox demon story, the name of this volume is called the afterlife, and since the protagonist has come to the era when the protagonists have not yet been born, there is naturally nothing to do with them. If I have the chance, I'll try to write a fanstory about a modern fox demon...... )

A month later, the Demon League was established and announced to the world.

Tu Mountain, Nanguo, Beishan, Western and Western Regions, the four major demon kingdoms all joined the Demon Alliance and passed the agreement proposed by Tu Shan.

The speed of the process was incredible to all.

Immediately afterwards, many people in the Dao Alliance responded one after another, and basically many young talents in the Dao League publicly declared their support for building a peaceful world with the Demon Alliance.

Among them, led by the eldest lady of the Dongfang family and the next generation of heirs of the royal family, plus Wang Ming, a new type of hero of the Dao Alliance, contacted the secular forces everywhere, and the Five Poisons Sect was the executor behind it, a huge force that had almost condensed all the new forces was almost about to be ruled separately from the Dao Alliance.

It is said that there is a huge force behind it.

For a while, the Dao Alliance fell into a huge shock, and they didn't know what to do.

"Hey, did you hear that? Does the Dao Alliance really want to negotiate with the Demon Alliance? ”

"I heard that a month ago, Ximen Blowing Sand of the Ximen Family and Jin Renfeng, the head disciple of the Dongfang Family, were killed by the Poison Emperor on the border of the Southern Kingdom, the demon clan is so hateful, why should we live in peace with that group of hateful monsters?"

This is a quaint hall, and countless swords are talking outside the hall. In the depths of the main hall, there is a huge mountain villa, with the charm of time.

No one dared to underestimate this hall, because this was the strongest and oldest family of the Dao Alliance, the royal family.

However, it didn't take long for the tranquility to be shattered.

At this time, a cloud of fire slowly descended from the sky, and Wang Huan looked at the huge sword array that suddenly gathered below, and his face was calm.

The sword qi below soared into the sky, and the huge formation surrounded the main hall, as if there was something there to suppress the core of the entire sword formation.

"What are you doing here?" A smiling old servant flew into the sky, like a rich man.

But he is the great steward who can decide the affairs of the royal power the most, except for the head of the royal family.

Wang Huan looked at him very kindly: "I'll borrow the sword." ”

"What sword?" The old servant said with a smile.

"Heaven and earth are a sword." Wang Huan said lightly: "I am like lending a sword to a person, so that he can open up a path for the living beings in the world in advance." ”

It was the seventh day of the seventh month of July.

One of the parties was staring blankly at the scabbard in his hand.

Mask Sword Immortal, no, the royal power hegemony was still wearing a clown-like mask, and he flew suddenly to a place.

Because the scabbard was engraved with two lines of words: "On the seventh day of the seventh month, Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion." ”

Above the Huaishui, a small boat in the middle of the river slowly sailed by, and a beautiful woman in light green clothes held a flute and looked at the blue sky, and finally she came to a bamboo pavilion with green mountains and green waters.

She seemed to be waiting for something, not glancing in all directions.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A voice suddenly sounded from the bamboo pavilion.

Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly raised her head and saw the voice she was expecting, standing on the spire of the bamboo pavilion.

She laughed and jumped back onto the boat.

Wang Quan Tyrant suddenly floated to the cabin in the center of the boat, and sat on it: "Girl, do you want to play a song?" ”

"Actually, I won't." Dongfang Huaizhu said lightly.

She pretended to have a cold face: "Actually, I chose to use the bamboo flute as a magic weapon, just because when I first learned spells, it was the most beautiful magic weapon given by my father......

"Moreover, I can't recite poetry, I can't sing, I can't play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I can't cook, I don't think about washing dishes and folding quilts—all I'm good at is fighting." Dongfang Huaizhu kept narrating.

Eventually, she stopped, the corners of her mouth curled: "Disappointed?" ”

The masked sword fairy held the sword in his arms, and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahahahaha!" ”

In the midst of a long laugh, Wang Quan Tyrant got up suddenly, held Dongfang Huaizhu's hand, stepped on the board of the boat suddenly, and pulled her straight into the sky.

"I'm not going to do anything in my life, I'm just going to be handsome with my sword—disappointed?"

In the blue water, the royal hegemony pulled her across the water, like a pair of mandarin ducks, and finally reached the white clouds.

"Throw the mask at me!" Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly stretched out his hand, slammed off the mask of the king's hegemony, and threw it to the water.

Wang Quan Tyrant showed a handsome face, and looked at the thrown away mask with a wry smile: "I'm the big brother of the mask, it's not good not to wear a mask." ”

"Who won't let you wear a mask, I just prepared a better one for you."

Dongfang Huaizhu smiled and took out a new mask from his arms.

"This is my gift to you."

……

In a dilapidated Taoist temple somewhere, there is a dilapidated sign engraved with the three big characters "Breaking the Sky Temple", which seems to fall down at any time.

A beautiful girl wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a white shirt, wearing a butterfly-like mask covering her eyes, jumped into the Taoist temple.

There is a huge stone statue in the Taoist temple.

The stone statue took on the appearance of a Taoist, very tall, a full hundred meters, and a voice suddenly came from inside the stone: "Girl, what do you want?" ”

"I want ...... The Yuehua Amber Bracelet in the Jade Tower, the 50th Anniversary Edition of the Yuxia Immortal Clothes in the Tiansang Pavilion, and the many food ...... produced by Youxin Zhai"

The voice in the stone statue was stunned: "Huh...... What do you want, girl? ”

He only seemed to repeat the sound.

"If you want to give it to me while it's on sale next month." The girl's words were as if they were deliberately making things difficult.

The face of the huge stone statue even dripped with sweat"...... Few...... Female, you... What do you want? ”

"If you don't send me off, you'll leave." The girl was about to leave.

"Hey, don't! I, I'll send! ”

With a snap, a figure suddenly rushed out of the sky above the stone statue and hit the statue's stone face at once: "Hey, what are you doing!" ”

"As the connector of this issue, how can you say superfluous words?" It was a man wearing a black mask and wielding a black sword.

The so-called connector is to play the role of distinguishing the identity of the person who comes and protecting the organization.

"If you say something superfluous like this, it's easy to expose the organization!"

"But......" The statue's face looked helpless, and it suddenly turned into a person with a three-eyed mask: "But...... Senior sister, she ......"

The beautiful girl stuck out her tongue: "Bad, I can't stick to my duties, and you want to blame me, and besides, you are not allowed to call me junior sister." ”

"Please call me the beautiful Dream Swordsman."

A group of figures suddenly flew out of the teleportation array in the sky.

"Senior sister, don't mess around."