Yin Ming's really urging tone immediately suppressed Bailu.

Bailu was full of demonic energy, and he was pressed back into his body by Wen Qi, and he couldn't show it.

In the next moment, Bailu was grabbed by an invisible huge force, rushed back to the governor's mansion at a gallop, and smashed heavily into the ruins.

At this time, Yin Ming finally moved.

He flashed and came to the slaves of the white deer.

Wen Qi gushed out, blocking in front of the little girl and the others.

The force of the white deer smashing down was very great, stirring up countless rubble.

If Yin Ming didn't make a move, these people would either be killed or injured.

Bailu himself was even more dizzy.

Rao is his strength, but this fall is too bad, and he can't stand it.

He shook his head vigorously, as if to shake the Venus out of sight.

Yin Mingcang pulled out the fairy sword at his waist with a sigh, and it was already pressed against Bailu's neck.

He smiled peacefully: "I have a lot of things to ask you, and I hope Your Excellency can cooperate with you." ”

Bailu looked at Yin Ming in Venus and wanted to resist, but as soon as he moved his body slightly, there was a sharp pain.

This feeling was like being unsuspectingly smashed by a martial arts master with all his strength.

No matter how talented he is, he can't stand it.

Yin Ming turned around and looked at Nie Zhongping.

Yin Ming shook his head and said, "Nie Dudu, you made it a little difficult for me to do. ”

"I originally wanted to keep you, wait for the situation in Fengxi to calm down, and then go to the court to join you. ”

"It seems that you don't want to wait quietly. ”

Nie Zhongping's hairs stood on end.

With Bailu's previous experience, he has long lost the slightest intention to do anything with Yin Ming.

Yes, he is a great martial arts master, and his strength is strong, several times stronger than ordinary martial arts sects, and the white deer is far inferior to him.

But what's the use of that?

Yin Ming took the white deer and only drank the word "come".

If Yin Ming drinks ten times, is he Nie Zhongping also the turtle in the urn?

Damn, what kind of freak is this?

Drink a word, you can catch the big demon?

Write a word, and you can block a punch from a martial arts master?

Hateful!!!

At this moment, Nie Zhongping couldn't help but start to doubt his common sense

Is this kid really not entering the congenital?

Or is it that what kind of literature and Taoism he cultivates has no division of the innate realm?

An ugly smile squeezed out of Nie Zhongping's face, it was really difficult for him to be an iron-faced governor.

Nie Zhongping said: "Yin Provincial Mansion, what are you talking about." ”

"It's amazing that you captured the little demon king. ”

"The White Deer Demon King attaches great importance to this son, if he can be taken hostage, the Fengxi Demon Clan will inevitably be restrained in the future. ”

Yin Ming's expression was a little strange, because he was thinking about how to send down this white deer.

Bailu will be a little relieved, and said angrily: "Despicable people, you also want to take me hostage, you are delusional." ”

As he spoke, all the power of his sudden luck slammed into Yin Ming.

Although the two antlers look like white jade, they often have the power to open mountains and break rivers.

Not to mention that Yin Ming is a literati, even if a martial arts master like Nie Zhongping is forced to take this call, he will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Yin Ming's heart flashed, and the Wendao Zhu pen shot out from his sleeve and pointed at Bailu's forehead.

This pen is extraordinary, and it was once nourished by the Tang Dynasty.

Now, with Yin Ming's writing, this pen is becoming more and more extraordinary.

On the Golden Palace that day, the system had explained: Wendao Zhu Pen can be named Kui Xing Zhu Pen.

It is rumored that Kui Xing can determine the cultural fortune of a country.

This red pen is dotted on the top of the white deer's head, and it is like a bucket, "clicking", leaving a red vermilion mark.

At this point, Bailu did not become the champion, but screamed miserably and fell down.

If the Wendao Zhu pen ignites the literati, it can make it penetrate the context and increase the cultivation greatly.

can be pointed on the top of the demon's head, but the literary luck and literary atmosphere contained in it just happen to restrain the demon.

The demonic energy of Bailu's body boiled uncontrollably, which was a precursor to going mad and the foundation being abolished.

Nie Zhongping was terrified in his heart, and hurriedly said: "It's not good, there is going to be a big problem with this son!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but want to go up and check it out.

Wen Dao Zhu pen suddenly rose horizontally, blocking in front of Nie Zhongping.

Yin Ming asked lightly, "Nie Dudu, what are you going to do here?"

Nie Zhongping hurriedly said: "Yin Ming, this white deer is the grandson of the demon king, and it is highly valued!"

"If you don't hurry up and save him, once he has three longs and two shorts, things will be out of control. ”

Yin Ming's reaction at this time was very indifferent, and he said lightly: "Since ancient times, demons have not been opposed. ”

"Nie Zhongping, pay attention to your identity. ”

Nie Zhongping's eyes widened suddenly, and he said angrily: "Yin Ming, don't go crazy. ”

"I admit that your strength is stronger than I thought, and you have surpassed the Great Grandmaster, which is enough to call the Little Saint of the Martial Dao. ”

"But you are not congenital after all, and the White Deer Demon King of Xishan is a quasi-spirit demon, an existence equal to the little saint!"

He paused, and then said, "What's more, do you think that Xishan can represent the entire demon clan?"

"Yin Ming, be sensible, this demon clan is not something we can provoke!"

Yin Ming frowned and said slowly: "These, it has nothing to do with this matter." ”

He looked at Bailu and muttered, "Although I want to ask him, but if I am not there, I am afraid that no one will be able to cure him......"

Bailu is the little demon king of Xishan, and naturally knows a lot of secrets of the demon clan.

Yin Ming had the heart to ask, but now was obviously not the right time.

But Yin Ming didn't worry about letting people take down this little demon king.

After all, this is the grandson of the Xishan Demon King, and I don't know if there are any special means.

If as soon as he left, he was used by this white deer to use a secret method to hurt people and escape, then it would be better to kill him directly.

Nie Zhongping seemed to feel Yin Ming's murderous intention, and he was terrified for a while, and even his cold hair stood up.

He never imagined that Yin Ming really had murderous intent.

Is he really a grandson who dares to kill the demon king?

At this time, the little girl who supplied the blood of the white deer came up.

There was some fear in her expression, but more hatred on her face.

The little girl looked at Yin Ming in awe and said, "This adult, I know that the cultivation of this white deer demon is on the two jade horns. ”

"All you have to do is cut off his two horns, and he should be waste. ”

The little girl has been collecting blood from Bailu for a long time and knows Bailu quite well.

What she said was probably right, if he cut off the horns of the white deer, he would definitely be greatly injured and his foundation would be destroyed.

Then even if you carefully adjust and regenerate new horns, you can only be reduced to an ordinary monster.

Yin Ming looked at the little girl carefully, which made the little girl even more nervous, and her little hand couldn't help grabbing the corner of her clothes.

Yin Ming nodded approvingly and said, "You kid is good, quite courageous." ”

"Although he was oppressed by the demon clan, he never forgot his roots, nor did he forget his hatred. ”

"If everyone in my human race is like you, one day, we will be able to get rid of the demon clan together. ”

The little girl's pale face showed a hint of joy, and she lowered her head and said, "Thank you, my lord, for the compliment." ”