The Demon King unleashed a thousand demonic qi and was unstoppable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Jian sneered, this demon king's spell has not changed for thousands of years. It's so easy to deal with him. Yang Jian took out his weapon and swiped through the air, breaking the demon king's demonic energy, and divided it into two parts. Suddenly, chaos was born, and the demonic qi disappeared into the air.

"Good means!" The Demon King praises, and at the same time, he will not use his tricks again. This time, the Demon King no longer used the demonic energy to attack, but instead conjured up his own weapon, a black and invisible blade, his handle was very peculiar, it was an arc-shaped curved handle.

Yang Jian smiled indifferently, his demeanor was scorching and dazzling. A casual smile rose at the corner of his mouth, this time holding a weapon, and he would never quarrel with the demon king again. It's not interesting, it's better to see the real chapter under your hands.

To tell the truth, this kind of strength is very good. However, he didn't do his job, and he made Xiaoxian fall into his magic heart curse, which was really bad. Otherwise, such a person honestly stays in the demon clan, but it is a good place to retire.

As for the demon king who came to the ghost city this time, Yang Jian sneered, since he came, don't think about leaving. If you want to leave, it's really not that easy.

For a time, the war began. The beacon fire is chaotic, and the beauty is absolutely beautiful.

After this fight, there was quite a gain. Yang Jian smiled proudly: "Hmph, but Er'er." ”

"You wait for me, I'll come again!!" The Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood, then turned to leave. He has a face, and it's not black. During the battle, he suffered some internal injuries. This made him quite depressed.

Before he got the demon spirit, he couldn't get hurt, and he couldn't mess up. At this time, the demon spirit was guarded by Yang Jian. His chances are slim, and he must not go wrong.

The Demon King glanced back, and the person he focused on was Xiaoxian. What was he calculating in his dark eyes......

At this end, Yang Jian untied the rope of the immortal and let the little fairy go. Xiao Xian smiled: "The mana of this demon king doesn't seem to be that strong. ”

"That's not it, this time I was considered a successful sneak attack, which caused him to suffer some internal injuries." Yang Jian said indifferently. He didn't feel at all that he was a shame to sneak attack.

On the battlefield, it is a world where the winner is king. If he doesn't sneak attack, he will be killed by the demon king sooner or later. In the midst of the war, the Demon King attacked him far more often than him. It can be said that the Demon King is calculating Yang Jian all the time.

"The magic power of the Demon King is far more than that. This time, the Demon King didn't know what the reason was, and he converged a lot. The demon chatian walked out and said indifferently. He knew his father better, but this time he couldn't guess his purpose.

Shui Ripple hugged the child, walked over, and said softly: "I can see that in the battle, the demon king has some concerns about the existence of Xiaoxian. When leaving, he deliberately glanced at Xiaoxian, not knowing what the hell he was thinking. ”

"Amitabha~ I'm hungry, let's go eat something, shall we?" Tang Seng walked over, his hands folded, and his voice was very flat. He didn't feel at all how abrupt it was to suddenly come out and say this.

People, they are meant to eat. After fighting for most of the day, the group was also a little tired and hungry. Everyone laughed, and Tang Seng knocked on the door of the castle.

There are some things that you don't have to say right away. They could rest for a while, eat something, replenish their strength, and then discuss the course of the battle. They all saw the look on the face of the demon king looking at the little fairy, which was an omen for the demon king to calculate others.

They were a little unsure in their hearts, and if Xiaoxian suddenly became demonized, it would be a very terrifying thing.

Walk into the castle and into the courtyard where you live. The ripples of the water pulled the Devil into the kitchen and asked the Devil to cook. First, Xiaoxian and the others were a little tired after some fighting. Second, Mo Shatian is a man who can cook, and it is the most suitable thing for him to cook. Third, they are trying to protect their children, and they really have something to contribute, so it is appropriate to cook and thank these people at this time.

After they entered the kitchen, the three people who remained in place sat under the pavilion. The scenery outside is good, the air is fresh, and the fragrance of flowers and plants wafts throughout the courtyard. In such an environment, the tense nerves of this group of people slowly relaxed.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ Today's fight, some preliminary victories. At the very least, we'll get rid of the Demon King so that he probably won't come back today. Tang Seng concluded.

Since the long war of resistance, there have been few victories. This time, Yang Jian made a lot of contributions and successfully defeated the demon king. Not to mention the process, the result is good.

"Although he needs to recuperate today, he will not come back. However, when leaving, the calculation in that glance made people's hearts chill. Yang Jian's face was full of sadness, and he looked at Xiaoxian worriedly.

This little girl is so fragile that accidents can happen at any time. If it weren't for Yang Jian's desire to protect the demon spirit, Yang Jian really wanted to guard Xiaoxian's side and protect her from any harm forever.

Xiaoxian smiled indifferently and comforted: "I'm not worried about myself, anyway, I'm a person who has been spelled by the Demon Heart, and I will be irritable at any time." I'm only worried about you, I don't know what I'm going to do to you when I'm rampage? Or rather, will I slaughter ghosts in ghost towns again? All this makes my heart cold. I was worried, I woke up and everything had changed. ”

"Xiaoxian, it's better for you to hold the rope of the immortals. If you have a premonition that you are going to enter demonization, use the immortal rope as soon as possible to tie yourself so that you will not do anything that harms the people around you. Yang Jian took out the immortal rope and put it on the stone table.

Pushing the rope in front of the fairy, he stared at her expectantly.

Xiao Xian pushed the rope back, sighed helplessly, and said slowly: "If I can use the rope to tie the immortals, I won't let this magic weapon bind me." I'm probably going to do something wrong with it, so don't leave this treasure to me. Yang Jian, if I do something, please hurry up and bind me. ”

"Hehe, you give me some problems. My heart was in tears when I tied you, you know? Yang Jian smiled bitterly, his eyes full of sadness.

He didn't want to tie up Xiaoxian, that feeling was that he didn't trust Xiaoxian. The only person he trusted in his life was Xiao Xian, and he was even more reluctant to bind Xiao Xian, treating her as a crazy beast, and that kind of sadness only hurt Yang Jian's heart.

"Yang Jian......" Xiaoxian called out hesitantly, not knowing what to say. She was momentarily sentimental, stood up, and turned her back to the crowd. Xiaoxian has her hands behind her back and is proudly independent. "Yang Jian, please be sure to tie me up. For me, for the whole ghost town. I don't want to be a puppet in the palm of the Demon King's hand. ”

(To be continued.) )