In the casino, it is not for nothing that there is a windfall because of bad luck, but it has been the case twice in a row, and the casino steward has to be suspicious, and once again through the Xuanguang mirror to repeatedly check the scene of the red boy gambling, but there is still no gain.

"Impossible, is this guy a master gambler?"

The steward was puzzled, and after checking back and forth several times, there was no cheating in the red boy, and he had been behaving in a proper manner from beginning to end, which could only be attributed to the other party's gambling skills.

"Lord Steward, it's not okay to go on like this, if the red boy comes twice every three days, our gambling house will not only not make money but also have to pay for death, and then the Dharma Protector will not be able to explain!" One of his subordinates said worriedly.

Even if he didn't say it, how could the steward not understand that this red boy regarded their Wanli Gambling House as a free money bank, and came to play when he had no money.

"I really can't do it, I can only apply to the general altar and send a master down to secretly get rid of the red boy!"

The steward suddenly became murderous, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply due to its influence, and the subordinates standing beside him couldn't help but retreat back.

When this kind of thing happened, he didn't dare to hide it all the time, so he had to report the matter to the Wuwei Taoist Divine Thoughts.

The treasure of the corpse fairy was stolen first, the cooked duck flew, and the Wuwei Taoist was angry, and received the news of the casino manager, and a mouthful of old blood was blocked in his chest and almost spit out.

"The hateful red boy dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head!"

The Wuwei Taoist was furious, there seemed to be a flame burning in his pupils, and the dust in his hand was thrown heavily on a hundred-year-old tree, and the trunk was instantly cut into several pieces!

With a sigh of relief, the Wuwei Daoist sent news to the Chaos Clan's General Altar, hoping that the General Altar could send someone to kill the Red Child as soon as possible to prevent future troubles!

It is not easy to kill the red child, as early as before Tang Seng Xitian learned the scriptures, he had been cultivating in the Flame Mountain for three hundred years, practicing into the true fire of Samadhi, a Zhangba fire spear is extraordinary, and then he became a good wealth boy and cultivated a positive result, and his strength is even better than in the past.

The movements of the Wuwei Daoist were all in Qin Yu's view, although he didn't know the content of the message he sent, it was not difficult to guess that the ten ** was to deal with the red boy.

"Wuwei Daoren, this old man hates it, and his strength is still a little bit, but he can't let the red boy have an accident, and expect him to continue to make money......"

After some careful consideration, Qin Yu decided to let the red boy avoid the edge for the time being, so that the Wuwei Daoist would not have the opportunity to start, so that he would have nowhere to go.

When she came to town, Qin Zilin bought a lot of snacks and drinks, and when she rummaged through the bag, she found two packs of chocolate pies, which were good things.

With a smile, Qin Yu took a picture of the chocolate pie and showed it to the red boy, who was counting the silver tickets in his cave.

Suddenly smashed on his head by two packs of chocolate pie, the red boy suddenly turned over and jumped up in shock, and when he saw that it was a package similar to egg yolk pie, he immediately understood that this was another means of falling feathers to immortals.

"Dare to ask the immortals, I don't know what these two bags are?" The red boy asked curiously.

"Don't ask what it is, open it and taste it." Qin Yu replied with a snicker.

Sure enough, it was a delicacy again, and the red boy was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened a bag of chocolate pie and took out one to savor it.

"Does it taste delicious?"

Seeing him swallow most of the chocolate pie in one gulp, Qin Yu's face became even more smiling.

"Shangxian's research on food is really admirable, this thing is even more delicious than the egg yolk pie last time, crispy and soft, it can be said that it is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and the taste is full!" The red boy's eyes lit up.

"This thing is called Chocolate Pie, it was just developed by Benxian, and these two packs are considered to be the hardship money for you."

"Thank you for the reward!" The red boy was flattered and hurriedly thanked him.

"We don't need to be so polite to each other." Qin Yu pretended to be very forced and said: "I and Sun Dasheng are old acquaintances, so speaking of which, I can be regarded as your elders, to say a word, you get such delicious food, have you ever thought about your parents?" ”

The red boy was stunned, reacted immediately, and immediately bent down and said: "The lesson of the immortals is that I didn't think it through, so I sent the food to share with my parents." ”

Pinched his fingers and counted the time, this day his father Bull Demon King should live in the Basho Cave of Cuiyun Mountain, and the red boy immediately got up and flew in the direction of Cuiyun Mountain.

Since Princess Jade Mask was beaten to death by Zhu Bajie, the Bull Demon King has lived with Princess Iron Fan most of the time, except for occasionally going to Jilei Mountain Moyun Cave to live for a few days, just so that the red boy can run away from two places.

There are two big demons, the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King, even if it is a heavenly immortal at the level of Erlang God, he can't hurt the red boy in the slightest, and his own strength is not weak, even if he is a non-Taoist person, one-on-one, it is not certain who will kill the deer!

When the red boy arrived at the Basho Cave in Cuiyun Mountain, the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess were in high spirits to carry out the great cause of making people, and as soon as they arrived at Xingtou, they were interrupted by a hurried knock on the door.

"Who, if you don't come sooner or later, you just come at this time!" Princess Iron Fan said angrily.

The maid outside the door replied respectfully, "It's the young master of the red boy who has returned." ”

As soon as she heard that her precious son was back, Princess Iron Fan was angry, put on a smiling face, and came to the hall with the Bull Demon King dressed up.

"Good son, come over and let my mother see if she has gained more weight." Princess Iron Fan beckoned, called the red boy to her, looked at it carefully for a while, and smiled: "It seems to have grown some meat, not bad!" ”

"Mother, father, I have brought food to share with you this time."

The red boy rushed to take out the chocolate pie like a treasure, and gave each of the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King one each.

"What is this?"

Looking at the pitch-black mass in his hand, the Bull Demon King hummed, and the bull's nose twitched hard, and an abnormal aroma burrowed into his big nostrils.

"The name of this delicacy is called chocolate pie, which is the latest development of the fallen feather fairy, and the child is friendly with it, so the fairy divided two packets with me."

"Chocolate pie?" Princess Iron Fan frowned and muttered, "It's a strange name, I don't know how it tastes......"

On the other side, the Chaos Clan General Altar received a summons from the Wuwei Daoist, and quickly sent three white-clothed Heavenly Immortal guards to the Earth Immortal Realm Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In the Chaos Clan, the status of the white-clothed guards is not low, and their strength is equivalent to the protector of the altar, that is, the level of the Wuwei Daoist, and above them are the black-clothed guards and the red-clothed guards, which are already comparable to the existence of the top immortals.

"Greetings to the three guards!"

Although his strength is not weaker than that of the other party, after all, he is on an errand in the general altar of the Chaos Clan, and he is much stronger than his own local official, and the tone of the Wuwei Taoist is quite respectful.

"Wuwei protects the Dharma, it's okay to haven't seen you for a long time?" The white-clothed guard greeted politely.

"Thanks to you, it's going pretty well overall." Wuwei Daoist smiled reluctantly.

Under his guidance, the four of them came to the Overlord Mountain, where the red boy lived, and the white-clothed guards swept across the entire mountain range, but there was no trace of the red child.

"Wuwei Protector, are you sure this is the permanent residence of the Red Child?" The white-clothed guard asked in a questioning tone.

Regarding the news of the red boy in the earth immortal world, Wuwei Daoist also learned from the gambling house manager, and the specific accuracy has not been verified.

"This ...... The Red Child does usually live on this Overlord Mountain. At this time, he had no choice but to answer like this, proposing: "Why don't you catch a little demon and ask?" ”

The white-clothed guard agreed, and personally caught a rat spirit, and after asking, he learned that their king Red Boy had gone to Cuiyun Mountain.

There is the territory of the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King, although the two are just big demons, but their strength is unfathomable, and there are heavy treasures in their bodies, and the banana fan is not a vegetarian.

Thinking of this, the white-clothed guards immediately dispelled the idea of continuing to chase and kill, with the strength of the three of them, they really arrived at Cuiyun Mountain, not to mention killing the red child, whether they could save their lives was a question.

"Wuwei Protector, I'm very busy at the main altar, next time please inquire about the specific location of the other party, and then inform the general altar!"

With a cold warning, the white-clothed guard flew away, leaving behind a sluggish Wuwei protector.

"Hmph, I dare to shout at this protector, and when I am promoted to the Heavenly King, I will feel good with you!"

Scolding at the sky, Wuwei Daoist shook his sleeves and left, he faintly felt that this series of things born today was not quite right, but he didn't know what the problem was.

Wuwei Taoist is unhappy, as his subordinate, the gambling house manager is naturally not much better, and he will inevitably be criticized.

"Damn the Red Boy!"

The gambling house steward gritted his teeth, hated it to the extreme, and ordered his subordinates to guard the door, and the next time he saw the red boy enter the gambling house, he immediately sent someone to inform him.

He has already made a decision, as long as the red boy dares to come again, he will send Chen Lao, a master of thousands of arts, to kill the opponent's sharpness!