"His parents' names are Moshatian, ripples of water. In the battle before she went to hell, the water ripples were injured, and the magic sky took her to be treated.www.biquge.info Perhaps, it will come soon. Demon Chatian entrusted the child to Yang Jian, perhaps because he wanted us to take the child to lure the Demon King into the bait. "Little Immortal Dao.

Xiaoxian's face was a little indifferent and a little lost. Thinking of the moment when Shui Ripple betrayed her, she was still a little cold. But fortunately, after experiencing his father's betrayal, Moshatian finally made up his mind. Thankfully, her plans are still well underway.

"Moshatian has a deep father-love complex, which is why we didn't use children as bait in the first place. In the previous battle, the Demon Brake Heaven finally chose to stand on the side of the Demon King. If it weren't for the Demon King's temporary defection, the later outcome would have been different. Yang Jian said.

"Well, the ending is good." Demon Venerable Dao.

"Foam." Xiaoxian called.

"Huh?" Foam in response.

"The Demon King is dead, I have something to ask you." Xiaoxian Road.

"You say, I'll help you." Pour foam. Pouring a smile, a bold promise. In her eyes, as long as it is something that can be said, it is nothing. Where she can help, she must be very enthusiastic to go over to help.

"Now that the Demon King is dead, it's time for me to go back to Heaven to report this matter. Later, please help take care of the little doll, if the Moshatian couple comes to pick up the little doll, you can just give it to them. "Little Immortal Dao.

After the Demon King died, she had a lot less responsibility and a lot more relaxed. At this moment, the ten thousand rays of light revealed by her slight smile are really like a touch of the early sun in the morning.

"Okay, leave this little baby to me. You can rest assured, I will take good care of him, let him eat for nothing, and wait for his parents to come and pick him up. Dumping foam smiled and nodded, she looked at the sleeping baby in the distance, the corners of her mouth filled with happiness. Coaxing children or something, it's the most fun.

The premise is that the child does not make a fuss. Pouring foam subconsciously glanced at the demon venerable, if the child made a fuss, he would throw the child to the demon venerable. Such a happy decision.

Yang Jian smiled faintly and deliberately took care of the demon venerable. Demon Venerable shuddered, and followed Yang Jian's gaze to see the calculating eyes of the little girl who poured foam. At that moment, the demon venerable felt that he was scorched by the thunder on the outside and tender on the inside. Doesn't this little girl want him to help take care of the children? Don't~~~

"By the way, has Sun Wukong's monkey hair been removed?" Xiaoxian asked suddenly.

The Demon Venerable frowned, as if he didn't know anything about what Xiao Xian said. Pouring foam was even more surprised and asked, "What?" What the? Monkey King's monkey hair?! ”

Yang Jian was stunned for two seconds and frowned. He said with difficulty: "It seems that the demon king who still has blood left...... Forehead...... What a dirty bloody ...... Forehead...... Can you not do it? ”

A flock of black crows flew by......

Demon Venerable picked up the white crystal clear delicate little pastry, turned his head to pour foam and said, "Ah, come, open your mouth." ”

The two of them sweetly fed each other, and Xiaoxian got up to leave, moving to the side of the strange corpse covered in blood. Xiaoxian frowned, touched her chin, and looked at the bloody appearance of the corpse very scary. "Hmm...... It's really called Yang Jian, right, such a demon king really makes people can't do it...... However, Monkey Hair had to say it again. ”

Bright red blood flowed on the demon king's body, and the demon king's own black clothes looked sticky and greasy after being stained with blood. The demonic energy wrapped around the demon king's body had not yet dissipated, and it looked like moldy blood.

Xiaoxian stepped back a few times, thinking about what to do with Sun Wukong's monkey hair. If you let her go and grab the monkey hair on the demon king, it is better to let her be punished in a ghost town for 10,000 years.

Yang Jian got up and followed, and when he saw Xiaoxian's sad face, he also knew what she was worried about. He looked at the corpse of the demon king for a long time, and he couldn't bear it for a long time. He stretched out his hand as white as jade and gestured to scratch at the corpse. He shuddered, and it took a lot of courage just to think about it.

After thinking for a long time, Xiaoxian suddenly said: "Otherwise, let Tang Seng take away Sun Wukong's monkey hair by himself, what do you think?" ”

"This kind of thing is lost to Master Tang Seng, I think it's excellent." Yang Jian said. There was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was planning something.

The two of them laughed happily and successfully solved a problem. Xiaoxian said: "I'll go to Master Tang Seng to come over, you take a break, you have made a lot of efforts in this battle, stay here for a while and rest, I will be back soon." ”

"Don't do it, how can you bother the beauty to go in person with such an errand? I am willing to serve the beauties. Yang Jian said. He said a serious book, pretending to be an elegant appearance in the world.

The little fairy sneered, full of tenderness. "The Monkey King monkey hair thing is inseparable from me, and it is most appropriate for me to do such a thing. Yang Jian, thank you. ”

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Since you have to go, go ahead." ”

Xiao Xian nodded and left, Yang Jian stared at Xiao Xian's departing back, and watched her disappear into the eighteenth layer of hell in a daze. After returning to his seat, the Demon Venerable asked, "What is the story between you and Oneiroi?" Can you tell us about it? ”

"Why did you tell you?" Yang Jian asked rhetorically, Bai Yu's hand picked up the wine glass, poured himself a glass of sake, and tasted a mellow taste.

The Demon Venerable raised his eyebrows, and he looked willful. "I'm gossiping~"

Yang Jian didn't reply, but his gaze wandered between the demon venerable and the pouring foam. seems to say it silently: the two are really a good match, and they are really similar in terms of gossip.

Dumping's face darkened, a little displeased. Gossip is the joy of life, this Yang Jian has no fun, so he wants to deprive others of the fun? Pouring foam pouted the little red mouth, and said sullenly: "Life and life are living for gossip, what can you do with us?" ”

Yang Jian took a sip of sake, and the pure aroma of wine did not dissipate between his lips. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the demon venerable and said, "The Buddha said that you can't say it." ”

……

Say goodbye to everyone and return to the dusty castle. The largest building in this lovers' city. knocked on the door, and the doorkeeper still looked proud. Introduce the door and go straight to Tang Seng's residence. Standing outside the door, I heard the Buddhist scriptures coming from inside the room.

"This little master likes to chant scriptures, and this little old man of mine has learned a lot these days, and he has gained a lot of benefits." The old man guarding the door looked worshipful, and seemed to have incomparable respect for the Tang monk in the room.

"Oh? What about that? Xiaoxian was quite puzzled, it was not that she had not heard the Buddhist scriptures, nor had she not listened to the scriptures of the Buddha, but her qualifications were dull, but she did not learn anything substantial.

The proud appearance of the old man guarding the door seemed to have learned a lot of good things. This aroused the curiosity of Xiaoxian, and she wanted to know what the old man had learned.

(To be continued.) )