The heart of the demon is indeed the source of mortality, but the demon who is the king has more than one heart, and the extra heart generally does not exist in the body, but is secretly kept somewhere in the demon world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as the soul can return to the demon realm before it is extinguished, the demon king may be weakened, but he will not necessarily die.

- The black-red gas conjured into the image of a young demon, squeaking and screaming desperately.

Wusu stretched out his hand, and the black snake phantom flew straight towards Wusu with the young magic illusion in his mouth, landing on the palm of his hand.

Demons devour each other, and there is basically no possibility of peaceful coexistence between two demon kings of the same level.

If this scene in front of him happened in the demon world, not to mention that he could still keep his natal aura and try to abscond, he would have long since ceased to exist even the dregs of his body.

The source power of the demonic qi in Wusu's body began to be restless, and this demon's purest and purest natal aura obviously had a fatal attraction to Wusu, a half-demon, but Wusu just watched, watching silently, and his palms were slightly closed-

"Master, can I come out?" Someone who had been forgotten in the cloaked enchantment whispered.

After frowning and turning his head to take a look, Wusu ripped off the lying corpse demon's coat and threw it to him, ordering, "Put it on!" ”

The puppet Xiaojin looked at the suit in front of him very entangled in his heart, and selfishly felt that it was better to have the previous set of clothes, but the master didn't seem to be willing to care about his own trouble-

You see, she actually made me naked/run before I thought of finding clothes for myself, and the clothes were actually ripped off the corpse.

Xiao Jin was very disgusted, although his stiff face couldn't make such a complicated expression, but judging from his performance of wearing a little bit and taking pictures of his clothes, it was self-evident.

Wusu's brows kept twitching, and at the same time, it was quite rare to have a little embarrassed emotion in his heart.

How to deal with this "big object" that has a habit of cleanliness and is troublesome?

It's too big to pack and take away, and if you abandon it directly, it doesn't seem to be a good thing - as for what kind of bad method, Wusu is a little unclear at the moment.

If you have to say it, it's like you're going to be taught and reprimanded by some kind of high-ranking guy.

This feeling made Wusu feel a little unhappy, but she thought about it, as Black Snake said, it was not bad to be a spare cannon fodder, not to mention that his master seemed to mean the same thing.

As soon as she figured it out, she opened her mouth to say to Shang Xiaojin-

It occurred to her that the puppet was following her and that she had to take him with her wherever she went—it felt a little delicate......

Wusu looked at Xiao Jin in embarrassment, and muttered: "It's inconvenient to carry...... and began to hesitate in his mind whether the "cannon fodder" theory was correct or not.

Xiao Jin said intimately: "Master, do you have something to deal with, and it is inconvenient to take me?" It's okay, I've looked into what I can get smaller, like this......"

With a thud, the puppet vanished out of thin air under Wusu's nose.

Well, get smaller, this one can have ...... But can you tell me how small this guy has become?

Wusu felt that it was not a good deal to use the aura in his body to find a puppet that obviously caused trouble and did not seem to be very easy to use.

She thought silently, or else she would have dealt with him as an unknown person...... For example, if someone is lost, and you can't find anything, hehe-

"Master, master......" There was a faint cry from under his feet, and he didn't pay attention, thinking it was the sound of the whimpering wind around him.

Wusu silently lowered his head, and then silently watched the stupid figure buried most of his body by the weeds under his feet, and his head was still blocked by the leaves of the weeds.

He seems to have tried to "go over the mountains" several times, but unfortunately he was beaten back by the wind-blown weeds and leaves several times, and he looked very embarrassed, but inexplicably very funny.

Next to the puppet Xiaojin, a caterpillar squirmed and crawled, looking very leisurely.

He was happy and finally reached his master's ears, and when his hand was raised and he was about to wave to Wusu with the weeded leaves, his eyes met the relaxed caterpillar.

The caterpillar was curious, what was this, it looked weird, it looked a bit like a terrible enemy who often accidentally injured his own kind, but could it be too small......

It stretched its tentacles in front of the puppet Kim—

After the puppet Xiaojin took a step back to dodge, he hurriedly turned around and ran away, his heart flooded with words such as this thing is ugly, this thing is disgusting.

Wusu sneered, inexplicably remembering the cold appearance of someone who could only say three words when they first met, and at this moment she had a new understanding of the four words that people should not look like.

She bent down, grabbed him by the collar with two fingers, and barely grabbed the little thing in front of her.

After the puppet Xiaojin kicked his legs in the air in a panic, when he saw Wusu's familiar face, his hand immediately stretched out, as if he wanted to throw himself into his arms and express my fear and ask for comfort.

It's a pity that Wusu, a dull girl, not only has very little sympathy, but she doesn't even bother to do the superficial work that ordinary people would do.

She stuffed this little thing into the bag on her waist casually, and said coldly: "Don't trouble me, otherwise I will throw you away at any time." ”

The puppet Xiao Jin was still tossing and trying to climb out of the bag at the beginning, and was quiet for a second after hearing this.

Not long after, he revealed his forehead and eyes from the bag, and looked at Wusu sideways with an injured gaze, the master was still as cold-blooded as ever......

"You say the ancestor is here? The boss is also here? "Listening to the voice, it looks very much like that strange senior brother Zhong Qi from the Lingyin Sect.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, until he finally stopped, Wusu turned his head and glanced at it lightly, sure enough, it was that strange thing, but his face didn't look like he was seeing an acquaintance, trying to reminisce about the old thing, but like ......

The young Taoist priest next to Zhong Qi changed his face for a moment and asked in a trembling voice, "You...... You...... Killed Shizu? ”

“…… Sister, are you really ...... Hands-on ......" Zhong Qi's face was also a little ugly, but the expression on his face was more incredulous and suspicious.

Hearing this, Wu Su's eyebrows raised slightly.

The young Taoist priest beside Zhong Qi was so frightened that he turned around and ran, shouting in a panic: "Killed...... The ancestor is dead......"

The palm of Wusu's hand that had been holding it was slightly stagnant, and in the moment when she was shaking her mind, the demonic Xuan Qi that had been entangled by the black snake phantom suddenly erupted, and Wusu was caught off guard and was actually freed from it.

Its looming illusion floated not far away, and after showing a strange and malicious smile at her, in a blink of an eye, it caught up with the fleeing young Taoist priest and attached it.