"Senior brother, what does the head of the sect have to say about the demon king?"

Among their brothers, Zi Yuan and Mu Yang used Dao names when they called each other, but they never called Liuyue directly. People say that there is a certain truth in seeing relatives by title. At this moment, the brothers and sisters saw Liuyue and saw him with a serious face, as if the two of them had lost a lot of face to the floating world, and their hearts were depressed and it was difficult to say it directly, so the three of them fell into silence.

They are all hundreds of years old, and they occasionally lose their temper like children. Mu Ran and Lin Ze looked helplessly at the three middle-aged Taoists in front of them, and decided that when they didn't exist, the two of them went over to tease Xiao Liqiu. Liqiu has a toy to put aside the previous sadness and unhappiness, Lin Ze's new toy is a bird, and there is a recipe in the manufacturing process, as long as Liqiu shouts the trick when the bird is released, the bird can fly into the sky.

Xiao Liqiu was playing with new toys, and he was overjoyed to encounter something that could fly. He shouted over and over again to release the birds, and looked up with envy. Suddenly, a multicolored parrot flew over and flew with the bird for a while, the bird slowly landed, but the parrot flew away. Xiao Liqiu was not happy, and pointed to the direction in which the parrot had disappeared, not understanding why it had not stopped.

Lin Ze stepped forward and wanted to hug Liqiu to explain to him, but saw that he suddenly ran a few steps, opened his hands and changed back to his original form in an instant, and chased after him.

Lin Ze and Mu Ran were stunned as Xiao Liqiu, whose original form had become much larger, flew farther and farther away in the sky, his figure gradually becoming smaller, and he was trying to catch up with the sword.

"What's going on?" Ziyuan Zhenren heard the movement and walked over.

"Xiao Liqiu, flew away." Lin Ze said loudly.

"Flew away?"

"Yes, to chase a parrot. The parrot, I know, is the one who has left the adult. ”

"Well, go and call Miss Bi. Don't make similar toys for him in the future. ”

Will he still come back ......?" Lin Ze didn't dare to ask.

Bi Guichen had already left Murong Qiu's door, and the conversation between the two had no practical significance, she saw that Murong Qiu was in deep danger, so she gave him a Danbi. The efficacy of Dambi is very peculiar, but there are individual differences. It had been several months since she was subdued by Xiaoyu's sword to Danbi, but there were still many blanks in her memory that could not be filled. She vaguely remembered how she had died, but she was in a state of ignorance about the assassination mission. She remembered that she sensed the demonic aura after leaving the door, but she didn't know where she went from the sea after entering the imperial city. She once asked about Liluo's whereabouts, but Liluo only said that he was fine and had gone into hiding.

She didn't remember the conversation with Xiaoyu in the imperial city, and now it seems that the person who gave the emperor the assassination order may not be a demon, but a demon? The emperor's death and the emperor's star fall are good for the demons, are they in the palace a cooperative relationship, or are they opposites? Bi Guichen thought about these questions, but couldn't find the right answers.

She sat under the porch and raised her head, her mind was empty, and she happened to see Xiao Liqiu turn into Ying Long, really like the monster in her dream. She sighed, and then felt that something was wrong.

"Liqiu!" She shouted at him. Thinking about why that guy suddenly turned back into a dragon, did he feel the danger?

Xiao Liqiu was excited when she saw Bi Guichen, and she couldn't care about the parrot anymore, so she swooped straight down towards her. Bi Guichen was frightened, she had been scared once in her dream before, but this time the scene was more real, and she had to wonder if she had entered Murong Qiu's dream again. She clung to the big cylinder as if in a dream, hid her face behind the pillar, closed her eyes tightly, and felt powerless in her heart for a while.

Why does she always have to hide from this monster? Why does it always flap its wings and rush towards itself? When is this kind of day a head?

"Mother."

Suddenly, a crisp shout came, there was no strong wind, nothing blowing all over the sky, and the surroundings were peaceful and quiet. Bi Guichen slowly opened his eyes, looked at the source of the sound, and breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Liqiu turned back into the appearance of a two- or three-year-old milk doll, with two chubby little hands holding her thighs, looking at herself with big eyes.

Fortunately, Bi Guichen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Bi." Lin Ze came over, "Master, please." ”

Hearing the movement outside, Murong Qiu walked out, although his spirit was still not good, he insisted on going with them to see Master and Uncle. Lin Ze picked up Xiao Liqiu, explained to them all the way why he changed back to his original form, and lamented that Liqiu's original form had grown a lot over the past few days.

Bi Guichen and Murong Qiu glanced at each other, naturally understanding what the other party was thinking. Xiao Liqiu grew too fast, and it seemed that he was not far from the huge appearance in his dream.

Several real people have arrived, and continue the previous topic of the demon king. The head of the floating world, Qing Yan Zhenren, was older than them, but he was only more than three hundred years old, and he was still young when the dragon qi came out three hundred years ago, and the master did not let him go out at all. But it has been recorded in "Ukiyo-lu" that three hundred years ago, there was no golden air flow in the dragon qi, but there was a little golden light, and the dragon qi did not appear in the palace, but in Huarong Mountain, and all kinds of creatures of demons and fairies all over the mountains disappeared without a trace in the little golden light, leaving no living mouth.

Liuyue Zhenren felt that he had used inappropriate words when he narrated, and changed it to say that he had already attained the Tao and ascended to immortality.

"So, what about the Demon King?" Ziyuan Zhenren always felt that the story of the demon king was the key.

"The demon king who came out once in three thousand years, because no one has seen it, there are only some micro-records in "Ukiyo-e". It is said that every 3,000 years the demon king appears, and then there is a demon war. Liuyue Zhenren stroked his white beard.

This real person still cares about his appearance more than the head of the house, and always thinks that the elder should look like an elder, so he makes himself very old, and he still has a long white beard, and Qing Lang stands in front of him as if he is his apprentice. Ziyuan and Mu Yang are completely young, but their demeanor is more mature, and they can occasionally see the shadow of a middle-aged person.

At this moment, Ziyuan Zhenren was by no means mature, and he was stunned by the words "Demon War". All cultivators know that the demon war, a reincarnation every three thousand years, and the destruction of the heavens and the earth once in three thousand years. There is no fixed pattern for the demon war, and no one knows exactly how it happens, what the process ends, and no one knows.

"Isn't it?" Even Mu Ran, who has always been steady, was dumbfounded.

"It's no wonder that demons, which rarely appear in the human world, have also come out to join in the fun recently." Lin Ze had checked the information in this regard, but because there were few records, no one knew the specific situation.

This was like a thunderbolt from the blue, flying in trouble, unacceptable bad news, and several people were silent and stunned. Murong Qiu thought very far, since the demon war once in three thousand years was not affected too much, it means that in the end, someone will always come out to deal with the aftermath, maybe it is the immortal realm, or the god race, they will not allow any unknown force to influence its established trajectory. Floating life and death have long been doomed.