In the distance, Liyuan was crossing the sword leaf forest, which was full of willow trees, but instead of willow leaves, a small sword with a thin handle was hanging from the treetops. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing someone coming, the sword leaves on the tree collided like wind chimes, and the soft and fine branches swept through the edge of it.

Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off by the sword leaves, and fell behind Yuan, and the ground was full of minced flesh, and even mixed with Yuan's severed fingers.

Although only the bloody palms remained, the edge still folded his hands, except for his pale face, and there was no abnormality at all.

Suddenly, the willow tree in front of him quickly receded, and the flesh cut off by the blades of the sword covered his body again.

He looked up, but saw the Demon Lord appear in front of him.

"This king has a not very well-behaved spirit pet lost, have you ever seen it?"

His hands were still folded, and he lowered his eyes and lowered his head to reveal another sense of compassion.

"No, I didn't." Fate returned.

The Demon Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, "This king thinks you're lying. ”

Yuan raised his head to look at the Demon Lord standing in front of him, the superior who was in charge of the Demon Cultivation Niu'er.

"The little monk has crossed the Iron Mortar Road, the Sharp Blade Plain, and the Sword Leaf Forest as promised, and asked the Demon Lord to fulfill the contract."

The Demon Lord smiled suddenly, "Fulfillment? What about? When did this king make an agreement with you, the Buddha of the Infinite Mountain? The Demon Lord said, his voice growing colder.

"Now, this king asks you again, have you ever seen this king's lost spirit pet?"

He recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and then returned: "The little monk replied as before." ”

The Demon Lord's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and this sentence of "answer is the same" is exactly the same as the answer that forgot the dust back then.

At that time, it was still in this dark day, the wind was the same, the white robe was the same, and the dust was forgotten and stood in a dark color, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Would you like to marry your sister?"

Forget the dust with his hands sealed, and return indifferently: "The poor monk is a person in the Buddhist sect, and he does not touch the seven emotions and the six desires. ”

"This king asks you again, are you willing to marry your sister?"

The corners of Forget Chen's eyes and eyebrows were silent," the poor monk replied. ”

Do you believe it or not, your sentence of "answer as before" will cause death and injury to thousands of lives in the world? Where now? Forget the dust, are you willing to marry your sister? ”

Forget the dust folded his hands and recited a Buddha name in a low voice, "But it is what the demon lord wants......"

The Demon Lord came out of his memories and looked at the edge in front of him, "You really deserve to be a good son who forgets the dust." ”

The Demon Lord said, but he flicked his sleeves, "Since the Buddha insists on not saying it, then ask the Buddha to leave the Demon Capital, there are tens of millions of secret realms in the world, and the Buddha will go to search for his father's bones." ”

As soon as the Demon Lord's words fell, he saw a gust of yin wind coming towards the edge scroll......

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing outside the capital of Jiuhua Pavilion, the yellow sand was full of yellow sand under his feet, the stone monument in the distance was desolate and towering, and the gate of Jiuhua Pavilion behind him was closed, obviously not welcoming himself.

He bowed to the closed gate, then turned and walked out into the wailing sand.

The white monk's robe, which was constantly rolled up by the wind, finally disappeared behind the sand city of this monument, and the yin wind swept the sand and blew away all his footprints on the sand.

He was gone, as cumin as he had come......

"Demon Lord, do you want to send someone to escort you secretly?" Feng Sanniang stood behind the Demon Monarch and quietly spoke, "On the periphery of Beihai Sand City, there are demon cultivators who have been expelled from the capital from time to time, and the Buddha's heart is pure, and he is afraid of accidents. ”

The Demon Monarch stood on the city wall, but he didn't make a sound when he looked at the edge that was gradually drifting away, and it was only after a long time that the Demon Lord spoke quietly.

"You really underestimate the Buddha cultivation of Wuliang Mountain, they seem to be the purest and most good, but in fact they are the most cold-blooded people."

The Demon Monarch spoke, but he spoke again to Feng Sanniang.

"Listen to my orders, block all exits in the capital, even if you turn over the entire Jiuhua Pavilion for me inch by inch, you must find out the "little thing" that dares to leave without permission! ”

"Yes!" Feng Sanniang knelt down to receive the order, "If you catch that spirit pet, I don't know what to do?" ”

The Demon Lord's eyes became colder, but the corners of his lips were almost imperceptible, "If you catch it, you will directly peel it for me and cramp it, and fry it in boiling oil!" ”

"Yes!" Feng Sanniang said that she was going to retreat.

But he was stopped by the Demon Lord again, "If you catch it, let's send it here directly." ”

When Feng Sanniang heard this, she was surprised in her heart, this style of changing day and night was simply not like her own demon lord.

But she still didn't say anything after all, for the Demon Lord, she is just an obedient dog, and the only value she has is probably "obedient".

"Yes!" Feng Sanniang bowed her head deeply, "Obey the order of the Demon Lord!" ”

Feng Sanniang hadn't retreated yet, but she saw the thin old ghost come in and pay back.

Waiting for Feng Sanniang to withdraw, the thin old ghost spoke, "Qi Yu Demon Lord, the northern spies have sent a message." ”

"Say."

"There has been an abnormality in the Lingshuang Pavilion, and it seems that there is a change taking place within the Pavilion, and there is news that someone will return to the position of Pavilion Master."

"It can be identified."

"Due to the short period of time, the specific identity has not yet been found, but some people have rumored that the current pavilion master is the widowed son of the previous cabinet master."

The Demon Lord looked at his palm, his eyes were dim: "What else?" ”

"There is news from the Tianji Pavilion, there has been a change in the "Galaxy Atlas", and the Ancient Gate seems to be about to be opened in advance, in addition, the rest of the spies have also sent news one after another, the country of the sea and the city of the sky, there seem to be signs that the secret realm is about to be born."

"How long will it take for the secret realm of the Sand Sea Stele Forest to be born?"

The skinny old ghost returned, "Just in the last hundred years. ”

In just a few words, the Demon Lord had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and the appearance of such a dense secret realm seemed to be because someone was starting to be impatient.

The wind is endless, the sky is full of yellow sand, and I have been here for too long.

"Tell me to go down, and all demon cultivators have stopped all outdoor activities these days. If someone doesn't comply, they will be handed over to the Ethereal Pavilion directly. ”

"Yes!" The skinny old ghost led the order to retreat.

But as soon as he left the Demon Lord's sight, the thin old ghost slowed down, and sure enough, before he could go far, he saw that Feng Sanniang was already waiting on the side.

"Done?" Feng Sanniang paced out of the shadows, crossed her arms and looked at the thin old ghost.

The thin old ghost shook his head helplessly, looking like he knew this earlier, "You are waiting here just to ask this?" ”

Feng Sanniang smiled and looked at the thin old ghost, "I want to ask a lot, it depends on whether you are willing to say it." ”

The two of them didn't want to let each other, they looked at each other for a long time, and after a long while, the thin old ghost seemed to be defeated, "The secret realm of the Yunxian Realm is frequent, it should be a change in the upper realm, and that's all I can tell you." ”

"What about the Demon Lord? When can he say he will return to the Upper Realm? ”

The thin old ghost listened, but his expression was complicated, "I know you like the Demon King, but Sanniang, you have to know your identity, don't cross that line." ”

"I know," Feng Sanniang smiled gently, and the wind and dust on her body disappeared without a trace.

"What's the way, like is like, no one rules, "dogs" can't fall in love with their owners......" (to be continued.) )