Standing outside for a while, Sun Wukong transformed into the appearance of a demon king. Squeezed his eyebrows and smiled at Yang Jian and the others: "Look at how my grandson is going to play with them!?" ”

Look at this demon king carefully, the long fierce god is evil, and the evil aura between his eyebrows gathers a black mist. His eyes were wide open, the size of a walnut, and he looked at his whole face with great discomfort. A horn protrudes from his forehead, which is a little off, and it looks like he has been skewed in the eye. The horn was white, and it slanted crookedly on the left side of the forehead. The tip of the horn points to the southeasternmost corner, pointing obliquely to the clouds.

In addition to his distinctive white horns, his large red ears are also extremely distinctive. A pair of ears as red as a palm, on par with pig ears. It's just a unique head, but it has a nice face. It's just that the eyes are a little bigger, and the rest is actually very good.

Especially a thin lip, I don't know how much attention it attracts.

To say that this magic temple and magic heaven have sucked away all the advantages of the demon king, such as sexy thin lips and a pink and attractive white face. These two sons are good-looking, and they are handsome. The daughter-in-law found by this demon king must have very strong genes, otherwise he would not have been able to give birth to such a handsome son.

Coming back to the words, this demon king is wearing a black dress and a black cloak, which is quite eye-catching in broad daylight. He has a small white face, but it is very unique. After Sun Wukong incarnated as the demon king, he also learned from him to roar first.

"If you make any more noise, Lao Wang will eat you!"

"Haha......" Xiaoxian hugged her stomach and cried with a smile, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. This Monkey King doesn't imitate it like it, with some monkey funny, it looks very funny.

Yang Jian curled the corners of his mouth, showing a divine smile. I admired in my heart: Sun Monkey always has the potential to make people laugh. The saying in the world is: laughing star. Of course, when he said this, Yang Jian was praising him, and he admired his conduct in the world, which could bring many people together.

Shake the long black cloak, and raise the cloak handsomely with one hand, with a general's demeanor. Sun Wukong pretended to raise his feet, walking with unique steps like a drama on the stage. One step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time, like a minion, like the steps of the devil. Friction. Friction.

Opened the door of the cabin, waved his hand, and said, "Wait for the good news of my grandson's victory!" Pushing the door in, he disappeared from the sight of the two men.

With the action of closing the door, Xiaoxian's laughter came to an abrupt end. What's going on now? Is she alone with Yang Jian? Isn't there anyone else around?

Oh! What to do, I'm so nervous!

Xiaoxian turned her head stiffly and rubbed her sore chin from a smile. This taste with Yang Jian, how sweet and sour it is, it is not a taste in my heart.

I secretly looked at it with my peripheral vision, but I remembered a nice sound in my ears.

"If you want to see me, turn around and look, don't hide. No, I'm here, you can watch it for the rest of your life. Yang Jian stood up generously, with a rogue expression that I am very sunny, if you want to see it, come and see.

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you're not looking at me?" Fairy fights back. The little heart thumped, the speed increased, and some blush floated on the cheeks.

"I'm just looking at you~" Yang Jian frankly admitted. Tilting his head, he looked at Xiaoxian with interest. There was a feeling in the bottom of my heart that something seemed to have changed in her.

The previous sense of distance is gone, and it seems to have returned to the original time......

This change made Yang Jian's heart happy, as if he had seen spring again......

Well, work harder, and his happy life is coming!

Just thinking about it, the smile on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth widened. Her posture as a little daughter means that he still has a chance, how can this make him unhappy? First of all, a big hug? Or is it a handsome wall-knock? Or a deep kiss he's been missing for a long time?

Kindness...... You can have all of these. Kindness...... Definitely not because of greed.

"Eh" Xiaoxian looked back and saw that brilliant face, opened his mouth and swallowed back the words of counterattack. Obediently closed his mouth, blinked his little eyes, and looked like I was very obedient and came to praise me.

Young, pink little girl in the flower season. The pink little face is bulging, and a pair of clever and cute little eyes are like stars. Dressed in red, with a little red lips, she looks like a peerless beauty.

A young man, a handsome young man with a heroic appearance. The pink and fair face exudes the resolute atmosphere of a mature man, and a pair of black eyes tightly lock on the little girl. This infatuation, the look of expression, I don't know how to envy many lovers.

You look at me, I stare at you, time passes silently here. Needless to say, two familiar people have a way of communicating with each other.

Hongxia was non-restrictive, and the cheeks of the two people flew red. The shy fairy lowered her head, she had been thinking about it since she had a dream that day. Although he couldn't remember anything, he vaguely felt his feelings for Yang Jian.

Moreover, when Mo Xie Yi said that he was going to the ghost town, Xiaoxian's heart moved. It was as if there was something in the ghost town that attracted her, and she would definitely have to go to the ghost town after the things were done here.

Perhaps, she might find something.

"I don't know if Sun Wukong can successfully rescue Nezha?" Xiaoxian lowered her head, and her voice was soft. Her heart was even more lingering, but this kind of thing, how could she speak first. Well, she has to be patient and reserved......

"Well, with his ability, it should be possible." Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was enduring something. He coughed lightly twice, shifting his gaze away.

Xiaoxian looked up suspiciously, looking at Yang Jian, who looked a little embarrassed, just when he felt confused. She saw Erlang God peeking in......

The peek is ......

Xiaoxian lowered her head and followed his gaze......

The peek is ****!

Xiaoxian blushed and hugged her chest shyly, embarrassed. The bride of this demon race is pretending to be distilled, and on the neckline of the red bridal outfit, a diu chest is exposed. This is about the kind of arc that attracts attention......

The blush stained the whole little face, and he turned around in embarrassment. Xiaoxian covers her face with one hand and holds her neckline with the other. But he couldn't bring it up, so he simply took out a red cloak from the dream and covered it, only to hide the beautiful scenery on his chest.

"Ahem...... That one...... I didn't see anything. Yang Jian blushed, and his eyes didn't dare to look at Xiaoxian. Coughing awkwardly, he tilted his head and tried to hide himself.

This explanation is undoubtedly that there are no three hundred taels of silver here~

The red ears have betrayed his true facts. Xiaoxian pursed her lips, embarrassed to speak. She knew he saw it, and she knew that her dress was indeed slightly revealing. In other words, why can't the clothes of the demon race be the same as the clothes of the fairy race, wrapped tightly and beautiful?!

It's all to blame for the bad clothes of the demons. Yes, Xiaoxian blamed the fault of this incident on the clothes, and felt a little better.

"Eun" was as thin as a gossamer, indicating that he had heard it. The flush was on the face, but it didn't come down.

After a while, things got slightly better. Xiaoxian continued: "If Sun Wukong can't save Nezha, we can only fight hard. I wonder what kind of mechanism is set up in this hallway? ”

When they first came, the monsters mentioned the matter of the mechanism, and it seemed that it was quite difficult to escape. This makes their initial plans more conservative. (To be continued.) )