The entrance hall of the Demon Palace is full of ghosts entering the palace, Qiu Nanfeng hates it with hatred, why are these ghosts so ugly?

It's good that although the demon cultivator is black, it is also black.

Ghost Xiu is really...

An eyesore.

I want to extinguish every minute.

At this moment, there was a loud rumbling sound from the back mountain, and the whole ground was trembling.

Qiu Nanfeng felt that the eggshell hurt, and Du Ge, who was still thinking like an angry little pus, teleported to the back mountain forest of Wanqiu Mountain.

At this time, the withered leaves of the back mountain danced wildly in the sky, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

A sense of foreboding was born.

As soon as I arrived, I heard a roar.

The horns of Monster Thirteen pierced a thousand-year-old maple and stuck at the root of the tree, roaring angrily.

Ten steps away, a ball of red flame ignited dead leaves dancing wildly in the air.

Suddenly, a fire broke out on the dead leaves.

It's eye-catching in mid-air.

Directly below the fireball, lay a half-dead man.

Du Ge timidly hid behind Qiu Nanfeng, poked out half of his head to look, and when he saw thirteen clearly, he exclaimed: "My lord, it's thirteen...."

"I'm not blind."

Holding a breath of anger in his chest, seeing that he was about to explode, he was stunned that Du Ge was stupid and went back.

The next moment, the red flame ball instantly sucked the flames of the dead leaves, and pounced on the person lying on the ground with great momentum.

Du Ge suddenly exclaimed again: "My lord... Someone! ”

Receiving a pair of warning eyes, Du Ge hurriedly covered his mouth.

Picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at the fireball.

"You are not allowed to hurt innocent people!"

Strange to say, this bland stone only has brute force when thrown in Du Singer, and has no attack power.

When the stone touched the fireball, there was a sudden burst of crackling sparks.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball scattered and collapsed, rolling to the ground.

The flames of dead leaves were extinguished in an instant.

Can't wait for Qiu Nanfeng to make a move, and the fireball is scattered.

Qiu Nanfeng's heart: ..... Isn't there some freak in this demon gate?

"Your Excellency, you are so powerful, you actually extinguished the fireball without moving."

..... "Hehe, I really want to scold, but I can't scold."

Qiu Nanfeng lost a roll of his eyes, staring coldly at the thousand-year-old maple, and a cloud of black gas hit the tree pole of the ancient maple.

The tree pole suddenly turned into a delicate little girl of the maple demon, covering the green blood on her chest, and crying aggrievedly.

Thirteen had just come out of the confinement, and he was furious, and then attacked the Feng Demon again.

The Feng Demon didn't dare to fight back this time, so he hurriedly jumped up, fled in front of Qiu Nanfeng, and knelt on the ground.

"Lord Demon Venerable, spare your life!"

The enraged Thirteen were angry, roaring and shouting, and vowing not to give up until they tore the Maple Demon to pieces.

Rushing towards the maple demon, Du Ge was shocked, holding Qiu Nanfeng's eggshell, trying to protect the eggshell with his body.

It's a pity that he is too small to protect at all.

In front of a huge black egg, like a funny little rabbit.

Qiu Nanfeng grabbed his back placket and threw it aside.

"Thirteen."

Hearing Qiu Nanfeng's voice, Thirteen, who was carried away by anger, calmed down.

With a small roar, he turned and walked over to the man lying on the ground.

I scratched it with the claws of the monster, and I didn't know what to do, so I had to stand next to him obediently.

The Maple Demon wept gratefully, "Thank you, Lord Demon Venerable, for saving your life." ”

Help, hehe, although Qiu Nanfeng doesn't like the Demon Gate, he won't see the demon Quanquan.

Although demons and demons are both evil demons, demons have spirituality.

What's more, this is just the thousand-year-old maple demon of Wanqiu Mountain in front of him.

has been affected by the aura of the black devil all year round, and it can be regarded as a black demon.

"Say."

"Your Excellency is like this, just now suddenly a fireball fell from the sky and I don't know what prohibition was touched, and a bombardment sound, and a mortal was blown out. Before the little demon figured out the situation, Thirteen attacked the little demon violently.... The little demon is also very innocent. ”

Du Ge, who got up from the ground silently, quietly walked towards the thirteenth.

In any case, saving people is important.

Qiu Nanfeng ignored the maple demon and teleported to the side of Thirteen.

Lying half-dead on the ground, the blood in his body was Qiu Chen, and next to the pile of dead leaves not far from Qiu Chen, there was a very eye-catching fragment of Chang'an Qiu's robe.

The trembling Feng Demon dodged with his eyebrows and eyes, and also followed behind Qiu Nanfeng.

"Your Excellency... Little demon..."

"Jiang Yingmei or the half-dead man lying on the ground?"

A baker's dozen:....

The stunned maple demon who was asked subconsciously replied: "Of course it is... It's the Oni King's beauty. ”

Of course, the half-dead people on the ground are beautiful, but they are people. No matter how beautiful Jiang Ying is, he is also a ghost.

She doesn't want to die, the eyes of the Ghost King are staring.

"Really? Jiang Ying, being praised by others, are you happy? Qiu Nanfeng stared at Qiu Chen, who was fainting on the ground, his face was cold, and he turned around and walked to the location of the fragments.

Stopped.

Hearing Jiang Ying's name, the Feng Demon shuddered, looked left and right, and made sure that the ghost king's breath was gone at this time.

But Lord Demon knew he was there...

With a flutter, the maple demon knelt on the ground, the pear blossom brought rain, crying sad and innocent.

"Your Excellency... There's a mortal under the dead leaves... It's Qiu Mosheng. At the same time that this son was blown up, Qiu Mosheng also suddenly exploded out of thin air. The little demon was afraid that Thirteen would hurt him by mistake, so he covered it up with a spell..."

The maple leaves that were originally covered with thick were withdrawn like a flower curtain, and Qiu Mosheng, who was covered in blood, lay in rags in the pile of dead leaves.

His face was as white as paper.

Extremely emaciated.

Something in the eggshell was about to move, and the Feng Demon saw that Qiu Nanfeng was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly kowtowed and admitted his mistake.

"My lord, the little demon knows the mistake, the little demon knows the mistake. Little demon..."

"Stand down, this Wanqiu Mountain belongs to the deity, the deity doesn't say that it hurts you, and no one will touch you."

The maple demon was stunned, Hua Aya was willing to let her go.

After returning to his senses, the maple demon thanked and transformed back into its original form.

A thousand-year-old maple stands in the Wanqiu Valley.

There is a hole in the center of the pole.

There was still a faint green liquid.

The barrier was broken by Jiang Ying, and this maple demon has always existed in its original form in Wanqiu Mountain.

Last time, she knew about the existence of the Maple Demon when she opened the enchantment, and she didn't appear because she didn't want to enter the world.

In order to protect Mingzhe's life, he didn't dare to be the enemy of the ghost king and the demon king, and when the ghost king broke the barrier, the maple demon saved Qiu Mosheng's life in order to prevent the demon from blaming her.

In the cold winter, the maple leaves have already withered.

Hiding a mortal with a maple leaf hurts a lot.

Qiu Nanfeng didn't want to care.

In Wanqiu Mountain, there are not many demon cultivators who can still clean themselves and have a good heart.

Thirteen taught her a lesson.

Du Ge, who came out of breath, couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw the red maple tree demon transform from a tree form into a human form for the first time, and then return to the form of a tree.

Forgot to look at the road, kicked hard things under his feet, and then Thirteen's roar pulled Du Ge's sanity back.

It was Qiu Chen who was kicked under his feet.

Du Ge was shocked, picked up Qiuchen, and was very flustered.

"Your Excellency... Why was he so badly injured in Qiuchen? Why did you just let that youkai go..."

Qiu Nanfeng ignored it, and conjured up a black magic hand and was about to pick up Qiu Mosheng and leave, but the conjured hand disappeared again in an instant.

"Du Ge, carry him back to the palace."

Du Ge nodded, farts in front of Qiu Nanfeng, and picked up Qiu Mosheng.

Seeing that Qiuchen was still lying down, he was embarrassed, "My lord, what should I do with my brother?" ”

"Thirteen, bring it back."

Thirteen received the order, leaned over and picked up Qiu Chen with his mouth, and followed closely behind Qiu Nanfeng.

Kindness... It's a big gap...

Qiu Mosheng was tall, Du Ge was thin, and it took a lot of effort to carry it.

The body is already very weak, take two steps and stop three steps.

Qiu Nanfeng and Thirteen both followed behind Du Ge.

Walking out of a hundred meters away, the wind suddenly howled in the maple forest of Wanqiu Mountain behind him, and it snowed heavily in Wanqiu Mountain, which had never snowed.