In the middle of the night, there was silence.

The earth was silent, and the sleeping monsters only breathed heavily.

Xiaoxian stayed in the dream, looking at the time of ten o'clock, and the three of them should be asleep at this time. Although the time, there is a loss of early. Forget it, it's okay to forcibly pull them in to dream. After thinking about it, Xiaoxian wrote down the names of three people in the palm of his hand, namely: Yang Jian, Nezha, and Sun Wukong.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of one heavy object after another coming in.

"Who messed with your grandfather?" Sun Wukong fell in and landed on his buttocks. He rubbed his ass in pain, swearing.

"How could I dream of you, a stinky monkey?" Yang Jian had already fallen asleep and had been waiting for news from Oneiroi. At this time, it was very natural for him to enter the dream realm. When he saw Sun Wukong, the boss was not happy. He dreamed that everyone was good, and it was not good to dream of this monkey!

"My grandson still needs to ask!" Sun Wukong reacted more than him, and he couldn't believe that he would dream of Erlang God.

"This ...... I think we've been summoned by Oneiroi. A weak voice sounded, and the two looked at it, and this person turned out to be Nezha. Nezha also landed on his buttocks, but for the sake of dignity, he couldn't bear to rub his buttocks. Just frowning.

"Ah, long time no see! Brother, is it good in the Demon Clan? Sun Wukong enthusiastically gave Nezha a bear hug, Nezha cried in pain and pushed Sun Wukong away.

"Sun Dasheng, I have injuries all over my body, you better don't hug me." After Nezha finished speaking, Xiaoxian revealed the scars on Nezha's body for five seconds. Yang Jian and Sun Wukong looked at the little Nezha in shock, and his body was covered with bloody scars. Every scar goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Damn, my grandson will break into the demon clan and rescue you, and by the way, the demon clan will be a mess!" Sun Wukong was very excited, looking like he was going to take out the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick and was about to hit it at any time.

"Barbarian demons! Damn, hurt my immortal general, really when we are all mud pinched?! Sun Wukong, tomorrow we will enter the demon world together and rescue little Nezha! Yang Jian was even more angry. He is a famous general of the immortal clan, and he has been humiliated in the demon clan, so he really doesn't take the immortal world in his eyes? When such a thing happens, how can the fairy world sit idly by!

Not only do they have to take care of it, but they also want to slaughter the demons! Otherwise, how to vent the hatred in your heart!

"Woo woo......" Nezha saw that the two of them cared about themselves so much, and was moved for a while, and the tenderness in his heart made people unable to suppress their tears, and they cried out all of a sudden.

Good wayward way of crying.

Not accustomed to crying, Nezha cried like an abandoned child.

Sun Wukong and Erlang God hurriedly stepped forward to appease, but they were adults who would not spoil their children, and the two of them made mistakes in their busyness, but the more comforting they were, the more sad Nezha cried. Xiaoxian handed a handkerchief to the side, which was used to wipe away Nezha's tears.

After a while, this Nezha held back his tears. He wiped away his tears and carefully explained everything he had in the demon clan. Xiaoxian and the other three people did it on the side, listening carefully

"After I arrived at the Demon Clan, I was locked up in the Demon Clan's cell. At that time, I passed out and woke up in a prison cell. The Demon King comes over occasionally, and he seems to have been cutting the flesh off my body, not knowing what he wants to do with it? Nezha lightly said that he was cut off. The other three people were shocked when they heard this, this little Nezha had to endure such a painful thing.

"Your flesh has long been cut back to your mother, and your bones have been cut back to your father. At this moment, your body is made of lotus root by your master. Demon King, what do you want the lotus root to do? "Erlang God knows the origin of Nezha, and he also knows the crazy things he once did. Young, who doesn't boast of great deeds. It's just that the demon king that Nezha said is quite strange.

"As early as on the Immortal Demon Battlefield, I found that the strength of the monsters had increased more than a little bit. What's the secret? Sun Wukong also asked on the side, and they all didn't understand what the Demon King did.

"Lotus root, the body of the demon has increased suddenly, and the mysterious disappearance of the demon king." Xiao Xian read these words over and over again, but she didn't have a clue. She couldn't see what was involved. Besides, the lotus root can be eaten, but it is only used as a dish, why did the demon king specially cut Nezha's meat?

They all set their eyes on Nezha's body, or more correctly, on his face. What's so rare about this Nezha's meat?

I really want to take a bite and taste it.

"Stop! I'm not Tang Seng, my meat is not delicious! Nezha looked at them like wolves and tigers, and couldn't guess what they thought. Holding her hands on her chest, she looks like a woman from a good family guarding against a pervert.

"Hehe, Nezha Xiaojun misunderstood, why do we want to eat your meat?" Sun Wukong coughed dryly, and defended weakly. To be honest, even if it is Tang monk meat, he can't taste it. Now that he has been a vegetarian for many years, he can't change it. Yes, he refused to admit the thought that had crossed his mind.

"Ahem...... The third prince of Nezha, don't worry, we will definitely rescue you from the demons. During this time, it is up to Oneiroi to take care of you. Yang Jian coughed lightly, hiding the thought that flashed in his eyes, yes, he also had this idea. He hurriedly pulled the topic away and stopped dwelling on the matter.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you the map of the Demon Realm where the Demon King lives in my memory, and the dungeon about Nezha." After Xiaoxian finished speaking, she pulled out a paragraph from her memory, which happened to be the one she said.

"Well done, even the dungeon! Xiaoxian, you are a great hero this time! Sun Wukong praised, he gave a thumbs up, and praised Xiaoxian.

"Xiaoxian, you are so surprised!" Yang Jian looked at Sun Wukong and praised it, and hurriedly praised it. He didn't want to fall behind Sun Wukong.

"Oneiroi always has a way to get secrets that others can't get more than others." Nezha gritted his teeth and looked at the picture hatefully. In that section, there was a sad look of his grievances in a one-meter-square grid. The memory he had always wanted to hide.

"Do you mean that you ate astringent persimmons, or did you finish drinking your father's favorite barley wine on your 80th birthday?" Xiaoxian turned around and asked him rhetorically. However, these words were whispered in Nezha's ear, and they were not heard by the other two.

"You ......" Nezha got angry. His secrets were all known to this woman.

Nezha's face turned red, and he lowered his head unwillingly, not daring to fight back against Oneiroi. He said that Oneiroi couldn't find a woman to be the one, this woman was too gossipy, and she dug up a lot of secrets. It's quite difficult to find out other people's secrets from her mouth. Seeing this, Nezha was relieved to reveal the secret.

He was glad that the woman's mouth was tight.

After reading Xiaoxian's memories, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong had a clear understanding of the demon clan's demon domain and prison cells. It will take a while to come up with a plan to rescue Nezha. They came in without any good fruit. When the time comes, it will be a trivial matter to lose the wife and the soldiers, and if you lose the Buddha and Erlang Shenjun, there will be no generals in this heavenly realm who can fight too much.

So this matter has to be considered in the long run. Nezha said that he could endure it and hold on until the day they came. I just hope it can be faster.

"Scatter."

After exchanging news, there was nothing to talk about, and Xiaoxian wanted to cultivate his own Honghuang Manmanji, so he couldn't be discovered by this group of people, so he could only disperse them back and go to sleep. After everything was done, Xiao Xian stayed in the dream realm and worked hard to cultivate his mana. (To be continued.) )