Yang Jian indifferently took out two men's clothes from his bag and threw them on the demon venerable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info said lightly: "You're welcome. ”

Demon Venerable looked at him several times, pouted and said, "I didn't plan to be polite to you." Neither of you are good people, and it's so bad that you want my cute little baby to risk it for you! ”

Yang Jian showed a mouthful of white jade teeth, and smiled lightly. They all knew that this one would never let the foam go into danger. So, when they came here, they were already allowed to play on their own.

If there were really no treasures, Yang Jian wouldn't mind flying to Heaven to borrow two treasures that could protect the foam. Although they didn't care about it, they still had to think about her safety. It's just that the treasures in their hands are not as good as the treasures of the Demon Venerable.

"Pouring foam, this treasure is just such a thing in the sky and on the ground, I snatched it with my life. It has one-tenth of my mana, and it can save your life in a moment that counts. You wear it on your body, and no one can come near you within ten meters. You need to chant the spell and it can be a weapon to protect you. Demon Venerable said carefully, and explained in detail how to use the clothes.

Pouring foam recited the incantation, and Xiaoxian and the others left quickly. The demon venerable, who was unguarded for a while, was ejected by an invisible barrier. Under the huge pressure, the demon venerable was ejected more than ten meters. Dumping hurriedly chased after him, but forgot to put away the barrier. When he was about to catch up, he bounced the demon venerable away......

After going back and forth a few times, he couldn't cry or laugh, and shouted: "Demon Venerable, how can you remove the protection of this magic weapon?" ”

The corners of the demon zun's mouth were bitter, he had to bounce off a few times like a ball, and he felt so aggrieved. With a quick chanting spell, he put away the defenses on Dump's body. Pouring foam didn't know that he had withdrawn, and stood not far from him and watched.

"Withdraw, come to me, help me back to my position." The Demon Venerable sat on the ground, waiting for the foam to come.

Pouring foam trotted over and helped the demon venerable. The demon venerable pressed the weight of the whole person on the body of the demon, and the demon venerable supported the demon venerable, and asked weakly, "Is it seriously injured?" ”

"It's fine." The demon venerable said so, and it was not polite at all for the body to cling to the foam. He suddenly lost his strength, and he relied on pouring foam to support him.

Dumping Mo carefully led him back to his seat, apologizing with a guilty face: "I'm sorry...... I shouldn't be naughty......"

The demon venerable waved his hand and patted his chest, indicating that he was fine. Pouring foam was still guilty, and she only said it as if the demon was comforting her.

Yang Jian looked at it expressionlessly, drinking wine. The interaction between them is just as if they are not visible. At this time, Yang Jian had other plans in his heart. The matter between him and Xiaoxian should also have a result.

Who knows, Yang Jian's plan is a plan after all, and it was not put on the agenda.

Xiaoxian found that the couple really chatted, some played, and watched with relish. Before you know it, a plate of pastries is in your stomach. After drinking a few cups of tea, this stomach is full. Worried that he would eat fat, Xiaoxian decided to run a few times up the stairs of the eighteenth floor of hell after going out, and he should be able to lose weight.

After a game was played, everyone sat down quietly and began to discuss how to outwit the demon king and kill the demon king under the knife. During the discussion, before I knew it, a night had passed. From the darkness of night to the dawn of dawn, there is no time in these eighteen layers of hell. Through the dream, Xiaoxian sensed that most people had gone out of the dream, leaving only a small part of the dream, and guessed that the time had passed overnight.

The plan to kill the Demon King was carefully brushed aside, including what tricks they used to lure the Demon King over, and they all rehearsed them one by one. This night, they have a plan, they are bound to win!

Demon King, wait for the moment when darkness comes!

……

Yang Jian went back, he wanted to go back to rest and protect the demon spirit by the way. Xiaoxian didn't follow, and after a night of heated discussions, she was also a little tired. She and Dump Mo went back to the bedroom on the first floor and slept separately. The demon venerable conjured up a white blanket and slept peacefully in hell.

Yang Jian returned to the castle and took a nap not long before the entire castle shook violently. When I came out, there was a demon king standing above my head, and he was constantly attacking the castle. It seems that the Demon King is driving him crazy.

There are only two days left, can the demon king not be anxious?

Yang Jian entered a state of preparation, knocked on the door of Moshatian's room, instructed Shui Ripple to protect the child, and rushed out with Moshatian. And when they were going out, they happened to meet the old man guarding the door. He told them that the castle was in danger and asked them to leave.

The subtext is to blast them away.

Yang Jian and the others were not angry, this was originally a place to live. I'm glad I can protect the demon spirit for a while. The crowd walked quickly to the gate and jumped out of the castle's protective circle. Yang Jian stepped on the auspicious clouds under his feet and flew quickly to the clouds.

He said angrily: "Don't smash the castle, how about a competition with my real swords and guns?" ”

The demon king floating in the clouds is still dressed in black and black robes, and his outfit has not changed for thousands of years. This familiar figure floated over and stopped not far from Yang Jian. He smiled arrogantly and said sarcastically: "Fighting with you is just delaying time......"

Yang Jian smiled and said secretly: It turns out that you are not stupid.

The demon king set his eyes on the child's body, not looking at his son's injured expression. He pointed to the child and said lightly: "My goal today is this child, I must get it!" Yang Jian, this is our housework, please don't interfere! ”

Poof, Yang Jian laughed with joy. Repeated: "Housework? Speaking of which, I'm still the godfather of this child?! ”

The Demon King sneered and pointed in the direction of the eighteenth layer of hell not far away. asked, "Then you say you want to leave your sweetheart alone?" I remember that girl had long lips and white teeth, a bewitching posture, and a small face as delicate as a peach blossom. I wonder if such a little girl can arouse your pity? ”

"You ......" Yang Jian had an ominous premonition in his heart, would something happen to her?

"Haha...... Now that you know I'm going to deal with that girl, get out of the way of me! Demon spirit, I am bound to win! Yang Jian, if you don't save your sweetheart, maybe you won't see her again~" The Demon King waited for the opportunity, he had to take the demon spirit away today no matter what.

He was uneasy as the time came for the demon to lose its mana.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ The poor monk went to see the situation of the little fairy benefactor, and asked Yang Jian to fight with peace of mind. If something happens, the poor monk will rush back as soon as possible, or ask for help from Hades. Tang Seng said.

"I was worried about her as soon as I heard from her. This matter has Master Lao Tang. Yang Jian was anxious in his heart, and he also knew that this was not the time to leave, even if he was worried, he couldn't let the demon king eat the demon spirit.

This world doesn't need an alien like the Demon King, and it can't bear such a scourge to bring disaster to the world!

(To be continued.) )