It was the darkest day of Long Bao's life: he shamefully lost his cat, and was thrown out of the ground with a finger, like a handful of snot... His grief and indignation were so thick that he couldn't dissolve it, and he grabbed Hu Wangcai's tail and was ready to beat him severely, because the cause was the tragedy caused by him taking the old master, the nine-tailed fox, to intercept and kill them...

Hu Wangcai wailed loudly, pouring out his longing for Mao Chrysanthemum and his infinite hatred for the big demon king bullying men and women... Long Lin suddenly said, "Hey, why does Wangcai have three tails?" Long Bao looked at it, one was shorter than the others, but it was indeed three.

Hu Wangcai hurriedly explained that this was what he grew up after swimming in Xianwang Lake, and he thought that Sister Chrysanthemum would benefit more, and there would definitely be a breakthrough in the realm, and he should not be bullied by the stinky women of the former 28th of the Great Demon King... Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his tail, and Long Bao, who was angry and angry, grabbed him viciously, and he quickly closed his mouth obediently.

"What's the solution?" said Long Lin to himself as he sat on top of a Ringusen tree. He and Long Bao are also not good at transfiguration, it is difficult to sneak into the Demon King's Palace to fish in troubled waters; Hu Wangcai's realm is low and has no combat power; it seems unrealistic to let the flesh-thirsty demon country send troops for this matter; it is definitely not possible to go from the sky,... So, what about going underground?

Long Lin's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at the map purchased from the Lingbao Pavilion in the sea of knowledge, and sure enough, he saw the location of Xianwang Lake. The mapper apparently also considered the possibility of entering Xianwang Lake from below, and made an attempt, with the result that the four directions to the bottom of the lake, east, west, north, and south, were all blocked from about ten miles from the lake, forming an invisible circle, which was like a huge sapphire set between four underground magma rivers, which in turn formed a circle around the lake, forming a natural barrier. However, this barrier is still within the invisible array, and although the monks who enter the ground can see the rolling magma, they cannot get close... There are also some messy fragmentary tunnels underneath the magma circle and the Demon King's Palace, which are probably the result of the joint efforts of the demon beasts and human cultivators.

Long Lin inquired in detail about Hu Wangcai's situation about the Demon King's Palace, and learned that the Demon King's Palace is in the southeast of Xianwang Lake, although there are little demons patrolling the mountain, but they are usually very lax, and the major deputy demon kings usually cultivate in their own caves, and there are no special formation prohibitions and the like, "Because there is no need at all", Hu Wangcai licked his lips and said, "The Great Demon King is too powerful, and going to him to fight is simply self-defeating." ”

"Hu Wangcai, pay attention to your position!" Long Bao scolded.

"Yes, yes, second master..."

After making up his mind, Long Lin said his plan: considering that the vicinity of Xianwang Lake was already full of demon clans and even demons who were exploring treasures, he and Long Bao could only dig tunnels on the spot, sneak down the magma river to the southeast, and then open up a rampant tunnel to the bottom of the Great Demon King's Palace. Long Bao agreed without hesitation, and ordered Hu Wangcai to be responsible for connecting the underground passages that Long Lin had confirmed that needed to be dug through, so that the march could be accelerated.

Hu Wangcai touched his handsome little white face in embarrassment, and said hesitantly, "Second master, I'm not good at doing underground hard work..."

"What the hell are you good at!" Long Bao lost his temper again.

"Second master, don't worry!" Hu Wangcai hurriedly said, "I can go and catch two pangolin demons and let them dig holes, quickly and well!"

"Wangcai has a lot of ideas!" Long Lin praised with a smile.

Just do it, Hu Wangcai's figure was erratic, and he quickly caught two pangolin demons for them, and brought them back in his tiger's eye hollow umbrella, all of them were just first- and second-order demon beasts, one with a human face just a little humanoid, and the scales were yellow, and the other was almost a complete pangolin, covered in blue-black scales, and his small eyes couldn't blink in panic. Long Lin asked the name of the little demon, one was called "Huang Bu Slip Away", and the other was "Qing Bu Slip Autumn". Long Bao said angrily: "The name taken by that ugly old demon is also strange enough! It flashes people's tongues! There is no connotation at all, wipe ...."

Hu Wangcai said, "The name you chose is not good", but he said, "What the second master said is very true!"

Long Lin gave the two little demons the wages for digging holes: ten medium-grade spirit stones for each demon, and five in advance first. The two little demons were overjoyed and hurriedly said that they would dig through the tunnel in the shortest possible time!

Long Lin asked the Horn Demon to quickly dig out a vertical deep winter at the location he designated, and when he felt that the heat wave was unbearable, the two little demons retreated. Long Lin took the tiger's eye hollow stick in Hu Wangcai's hand, shouted "down", threw it down, boom, and the heat wave of gold fossils rushed up with the hollow stick.

Wangcai and the two pangolin demons were so frightened that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

According to Long Lin's instructions, Long Bao caught Huang Buyu and Qing Buqiu and hid in the tiger's eye hollow umbrella, and let Hu Wangcai bring them near the exit of the magma circle, there were many high-level demon beasts in that area, but he didn't notice Hu Wangcai's inconspicuous three-tailed fox demon. After releasing the two pangolin demons, they quickly dug a small vertical hole, and then Long Bao and Hu Wangcai entered together, preparing to join Long Lin and then dig a hole in the direction of the Demon King's Palace. Long Bao spat in the air, stretched out his fingers and stirred, turning into two transparent ambergris silks, the two ends were tied to the neck of the pangolin demon, and the other two ends were tied to Hu Wangcai's left and right wrists, so as not to escape from the two pangolin demons in one hole. His invincible spit has always worked well.

Long Lin entered the magma river, and he didn't feel as hot as he had imagined in advance, and there were more layers of flowing blue water on his ice shield, milky white, light blue, moon white, azure... Until the deep blue, the layers are flooded, and the divine light is distant, and there is a trance-like and holy and clear beauty, and this kind of water and magma cannot be approached, let alone evaporated, no matter how fierce and vicious the water waves are. He realized that this was a gift from Xianwang Lake to him, and his heart was overjoyed. The walls of the river have 10,000-year-old condensed fire crystals, which are the cultivation treasures of fire attribute cultivators, but Long Lin was worried about the chrysanthemums, and he didn't want to delay his work, so he just dived forward violently.

I don't know how long it took, his hexagonal card received a message from Long Bao, and knowing that it was about to converge, he rose up and punched through the rock wall in front of him, and sure enough, a small hole appeared. He turned back to plug the cavern and jumped into the crater below, feeling a chill to the bone. The mixed veins of the extremely hot and cold here are extremely similar to the Yan Ice Peak of the Spirit Rhino Sect.

Not long after, Long Bao jumped down with Hu Wangcai and two pangolin demons. The two little demons, Huang Bu Diao and Qing Bu Qiu, were suddenly frozen to the point that their teeth were knocked out, and their legs were stiff. Although they were accustomed to living in the bitterly cold area of the Silent Snow Mountains, the extreme cold underground was still beyond what they could bear, and even Hu Wangcai shivered with cold. Long Lin took out the Baihua wine and gave them all a sip, the effect was excellent, but the realm of Qingbu was low, and he almost fell to the ground drunk... Without Long Bao's urging, they began to dig the hole with great energy, and quickly communicated the two tunnels under Long Lin's command.

Along the way, I found the bones of the monks, all of which were frozen and cracked into pieces, and turned into powder when twisted, and I don't know how long they died. Long Lin paid special attention to the remaining clothes and accessories, and found that they were all just male cultivators, and Zhen Ruoya, who Wei Dashun had never forgotten, should not be among these fallen.

According to Hu Wangcai, the palace of the Great Demon King was made of the eternal ice crystals of the Silent Snow Mountains, which were extremely hard. The hall is full of Xianwang plum, this kind of plum is only found near Xianwang Lake, no matter how cold the day is, it can bloom, it is the same as snow, and it falls all over the steps, but the big demon king is strictly forbidden to sweep away, otherwise he will be punished with capital punishment!

"Hey, I can't see that he's so elegant!" Long Lin said with a smile.

After approaching the Demon King's Palace, Long Lin asked Long Bao to settle Hu Wangcai and the two Piercing Horn Demons in a large cave, put on a dragon cloud cover, and let them wait inside, because Long Lin was not very comfortable with them, and was worried that he would leak the news after letting them go.

Fortunately, the Demon King's Palace did not have any prohibition on isolating the divine sense. Long Lin found a hidden place in a relatively deserted garden, opened the entrance of the cave there, and then took Li Yong's Breath Pill with Long Bao, flew out gently, covered the entrance of the cave, and began to search around.

Long Lin didn't dare to release his divine sense, for fear of being sensed by the demon king, so he could only look for it slowly with patience. Fortunately, the demon clan all cultivated at night, and they didn't encounter any danger along the way. A few night watchdogs walked by, not realizing the breath of a living person.

Suddenly, someone in the attic heard a voice, and the candle shadow shook red, which was very different from the dark and dreary scene elsewhere. Longlin Longbao immediately flew up gently, turned into the size of a mosquito and fly, and looked in the crack of the window, only to see Mao Chrysanthemum sitting coldly on a big chair, and under her left hand sat a strange-shaped blue-haired red-winged monster, with her back to Longbao Longlin, it was the Great Demon King on the snow!

Long Lin felt his heart beat uncontrollably.

The demon king didn't notice it, and asked in a low voice in the human language if Mao Chrysanthemum was uncomfortable with her daily life and diet, and whether she dared to slack off... Demons, wait, it sounds very gentle and considerate, even a little low.

Mao Juhua lowered her head slightly, pursed a small mouth with clear edges and corners that was very similar to Long Lin, and said nothing. This mouth gave her pale little face a sense of fortitude, which made Long Lin and Long Bao feel a little strange.

She didn't seem to care if she would anger the terrible demon king, she just stared at her two little feet with a pair of big eyes.

Long Lin secretly prayed: Chrysanthemum, don't annoy him, send him away...

Unexpectedly, the demon king was dissatisfied with Mao Chrysanthemum's indifference, put on a posture of long talk, and said with a long sigh: "Chrysanthemum girl, do you know why my name is Qiqi?"

Mao Juhua didn't answer, Long Bao answered for her in his heart: "Doesn't it mean that you are a surprisingly poor fork for ten thousand years." ”

"Because my ancestor is the wind god of the god race, I used the name of the ancestor just to remind myself not to forget the supreme glory of my ancestors!" replied the Great Demon King himself.

"Hmm. Mao Juhua replied lightly, her face expressionless.

But the Great Demon King Qi Qi was already very happy, his fat body leaned towards Mao Chrysanthemum, and said eagerly: "Chrysanthemum girl, you are very similar to an old person in my memory, her name is Zeng Lianxue, and she is the daughter of Zeng Hanjiang, the witch god of the Protoss! Like you, she has silver hair, golden eyes, snow-white skin, and she seems to like to wear black dresses..."

"Snow, snow... Snow..."Mao Chrysanthemum suddenly raised her face, her big golden brown eyes showed a confused and reminiscent look, and she muttered a snow word in her mouth.

"Yes, her name is Lianxue, and this name is as beautiful as her! No matter how many tens of thousands of years pass, I can remember so clearly the scene of her dancing sword in the plum garden that rises in the sky... The snow was white, the plum was white, her dress was black, and her slender sword was black... You see, I don't have any other flowers or plants in my garden, only plum blossoms! I always felt that if she hadn't fallen, she would have loved it..."

"Do you want her to be your thirtieth lady?" asked Mao Juhua. Her voice was tender, but her questions were scathing.

"No, no, no," said the Great Demon King Qi Qi after saying three nos, "I just want to watch her, dancing the sword freely in the snowy expanse of Luomei!"