Chapter Seventy-One: The Nine Babies of the Evil Beast

An Ge lazily supported his head with one hand, while lying on his side at the door to bask in the sun, Jiuying stayed by An Ge's side, turned his head on one side and nodded at him slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

An Ge squinted at it: "Why were you caught?" ā€

"Yes." A head road.

The head on the left stretched out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with sarcasm: "Yo yo yo, Boss Ange, why are you still showing people the door." ā€

Another head said: "Don't talk nonsense!" ā€

A head said: "Why don't you speak, don't let the second child speak." ā€

Another head said in a weird manner: "Don't speak Northeast dialect, let An Ge boss laugh." ā€

"What's the Northeast dialect!"

"Look at your little eyes, what to see."

"I'll just look at you, what do you want!"

Nine heads, you say a word, I say a word, don't give in to each other, the more noisy the louder, and they actually bite each other.

An Ge licked his paws, this stupid guy finally went crazy, it turned out that he could still control each other, but now he has completely split nine personalities. Think about it, if you weren't crazy, how could you be captured by the people in heaven?

A small butterfly landed gently on the tip of his dark and wet nose, flapping its wings slightly.

He looked up at the rare Qingming World in the inn, half-squinted his eyes, looked at the butterfly carefully, and found that in the middle of the wings was a little girl only the size of a baby's thumb, the little girl was like a miniature version of the girl, and the wings behind her proved that she was unusual.

"Wang, when will you return to the clan?" The butterfly demon heard in the ears.

An Ge closed his eyes again, and in a low, lazy voice, he transmitted his consciousness: "There is a once-in-a-lifetime treasure here, and I have to get it." ā€

The butterfly demon shook his head slightly, full of disbelief: "What treasures can this shabby little shop have, Wang Mo wants to hide it, isn't it that the god of truth has blocked you?" It's better to let his subordinates summon the demons of the ten directions, he can't stop the king. ā€

"Do you dare to question the words of this king?" An Ge reopened his eyes, revealing a fierce gaze, just this one gaze, the blood vessels of the butterfly demon all stopped bleeding, and there was a chill all over his body, and tears flowed out unconsciously, and one of his feet fell unsteadily to the ground and trembled: "King, spare your life, your subordinates don't dare, don't dare." ā€

At this moment, You Ning walked out of the door and shouted, "An Ge, where has Hengke gone?" Did you swallow it again? ā€

An Ge was frightened, raised his cat's paw and held down the butterfly demon, looked up and said in a panic: "No, I didn't see him!" ā€

It's strange, it's all time to eat, where did it go?

Youning frowned slightly, what was he panicking about? A cold and hard voice came from the back kitchen: "Pot stove, this seat has already persuaded each other, why are you still reluctant to make a fire?" Is it possible that you can't understand the Zen in it? Well, I'll talk to you about it again. ā€

You Ning rolled his eyes, turned around and walked into the kitchen: "What scriptures are you chanting with the stove!" I don't care about you. ā€

Di Ting frowned slightly and said, "Then you come, this seat will see how you make the stove burn." ā€

An Ge outside raised his paws, and the butterfly demon trembled and didn't dare to look at him, just listening to a fluttering "Get out", he seemed to be pardoned, turned around and flew away.

The heads of the nine babies fought each other, but after a while, they were entangled.

An Ge pursed his lips and said with a smile: "That's how you were arrested?" ā€

A slightly sober head looked at An Ge and nodded, his eyes full of sadness.

Remembering the past, the nine babies were dominant, Ao Tian was omnipotent, and the days that passed were called a leisure. Out of nowhere, a stupid hunter called himself "Hou Yi", and then shouted "Do the right thing for heaven".

An arrow was shot into the heart of the nine infants, the nine babies did not die, but they went crazy, and the nine heads could no longer be controlled in a unified manner, and between biting each other, they became the mounts of the gods.

You Ning squatted in front of the stove, I don't know if the firewood was wet or what's going on, this fire can't be lit today. She turned her eyes to look at Di Ting and said, "Will you breathe fire?" ā€

Di Ting frowned slightly and said: "I can lie down and listen to the three thousand worlds, distinguish other people's nature, and distinguish good and evil..."

"If you won't, you won't, there's a lot of nonsense." You Ning gave him a blank look, turned around and went out, shouting: "Listen to the monsters in the store!" Who will breathe fire! ā€

An Ge looked at Jiuying and said, "The woman inside is Uncle Ben, you go and help her." ā€

The nine babies and nine heads turned to An Ge one after another, and said in unison: "Mrs. Boss? ā€

"Yes."

"No problem!"

I saw the sand on the ground rise suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the nine babies meandered into the lobby, and the nine heads shouted in unison: "Sister-in-law!" ā€

You Ning jumped up, slapped the lid of the pot on the head of the head, and then stood there steadily, looked at Jiuying sideways, and asked with a smile: "Who is your sister-in-law!" ā€

Jiuying said pitifully: "Boss Ange said that you are his woman. ā€

You Ning's eyes flashed with evil intent, and he pouted and smiled: "Good, go to the back kitchen to help me raise the fire." ā€

"Hey!" Jiuying hung his head and went into the kitchen.

You Ning smiled and said, "An Ge, be honest." ā€

"Meow." He rested his head on the threshold, his eyes shining.

Between turning around, Youning frowned slightly.

What is it about her that would appeal to these people?

She didn't think that her beauty was angry and resentful, which attracted the attention of the immortals and demons, which was the text of the mortal world, not life. Today's Taibai Immortal Monarch's eyes, and... When I first saw Xiyue Qingjun, they had that kind of look. and why "that person" found herself at the beginning, all of this is a mystery for her now.

She looked at her hands, and this feeling of powerlessness hit her whole body for no reason, what did they want? And those immortals, what are they disgusting?

"Sister-in-law, the fire is ready, and the monk inside will let you in."

You Ning raised his eyes to look at Jiuying, and said with a slight bow: "Thank you, go back." ā€

The nine-headed mad snake crawled out happily, she thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you nine like to eat, I'll add you food." ā€

"We eat whatever our boss eats." The head of the northeast cavity.

Thinking in my heart, how could An Ge eat poorly with such a lofty status?

You Ning glanced at the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's a vicious beast with no pursuit, add an egg to each of you." With that, he turned back to the kitchen.

When night fell, the front hall had become a wide area of up and down, and each table was surrounded by tents on all sides, and the translucent curtains divided the front hall into elegant rooms.

A vague scent of smoke penetrates into the tip of the nose, the vermilion pillars are carved with auspicious clouds of exotic beasts, the roof is painted with the pattern of the flying Buddha country, and the melodious sound of the piano comes from the hall.

Five flying fairies lined up in a row, light purple bandeau long undergarment, tied around the waist with a purple waist seal, draped silk without wind and dancing by themselves, they or holding the flute, or holding the pipa, the posture is graceful, from time to time to twist the waist, is the clothes fluttering.

Sometimes he raised his wrist and lowered his eyes, and sometimes he lightly soothed his hand. Between the wide sleeves, the fairy posture is curling. Although the five people are dressed similarly, they have their own style, and those who look directly at them are dizzying.

When everyone was amazed, their bodies gradually left the ground and flew in the air, only to see the streamers picking and picking, the dazzling ribbons were dazzling, and the instruments in the pair of white and soft pancreas played a light song and dance. Flowers are sprinkled, flying to the sky and praising the Buddha's deeds, flying in the void. It symbolizes freedom and is a manifestation of truth, goodness and beauty.

Xin Fang couldn't help but sigh: "Boss's taste is really good." As he spoke, he turned his eyes to You Ning and said, "Female monarch, you have made an oath with me for a long time, why don't you see the boss move a trace of mortal heart?" ā€