When the brother and sister saw that the person who came to save them had no intention of leaving immediately, they were so frightened that they cried when they heard what the mountain bandits said.

"Woo woo, I don't want to stay in the mountains!"

"Sister, woo woo, I miss my father!"

As soon as the child cried, he didn't play anymore, and he didn't coax or scare. Just when they had a headache, two figures ran up.

"Child, my good boy, Daddy is here!" It turned out to be the couple, and they were uneasy when they stayed in the audience, so they simply secretly followed.

The child's father stepped forward and said, "We will raise the child by ourselves and will not give it to the imperial court! Of course, it will not be handed over to you mountain bandits!"

"Hey, what's wrong with the mountain bandits? You can't look down on it, but I see that you will carry the child down the mountain, and when you turn around, it will be handed over to the imperial court. That's what it's like right now. The bandit leader snorted in disbelief.

The reason for this is well understood, but the outcome will not change.

Zhou Xuanqing sighed slightly, counted the hours, and reminded them that it was time to go down the mountain. The mountain bandits knew they couldn't beat them, so they didn't stop them. It's just that when they were leaving, the leader and his wife of the mountain bandits showed that kind of regretful eyes, which was a little concerning.

On the way down the mountain, Liu Yanshu was silent, just staring straight ahead with heavy eyes. His mind spun fast: from the capital, His Majesty, the crown prince, and then to his sister......

Tang Sanfeng hummed lightly, walking leisurely behind him.

The two immature and lovely children were held by their parents, and they had wiped away their tears and showed a sweet smile.

Zhou Xuanqing was also thinking about something: from Baizhuang, he knew that the imperial court wanted to build an altar to receive incense from all the people, and from Luo Mingshan, he knew that there were dustless real people with vast magical powers, and he wanted to find boys and girls to pray for His Majesty to live longer.

There seems to be some obvious relationship between these things, but for a while she hasn't sorted out the clues and can piece them together.

At the beginning, the messenger that led the world's Taoists to the Wuliang Mountain to eliminate demons must have been written by people with profound Taoism. But if it is pulled on the dustless real person in the palace, it feels a little incredible.

Demon King, apart from being a demon, is there anything worth coveting for others?

If there are no demons in the world, then those who are Taoists are very idle......

Liu Yanshu stopped suddenly, and Zhou Xuanqing, who was distracted behind him, didn't pay attention to it, and slammed into his back.

"Ouch, why didn't Master Hou leave?" Zhou Xuanqing asked as he touched his head.

Liu Yanshu's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he dragged Zhou Xuanqing's arm behind him, and then his face was gloomy, and he said to the dark place where the branches and leaves were slanting: "Come out, aren't you tired of following all the way?"

The wind rustled around the branches.

Lu Shiyi and Mo Huaigu were stunned, and they moved vigilantly in front of Liu Yanshu, and they didn't dare to relax their faces at all.

Zhou Xuanqing was slightly stunned: Could it be that Yan Qingjun followed all the way?

Tang Sanfeng smiled uninhibitedly, copied the couple, leaned against a big tree, and prepared to watch the play.

They stared nervously for a moment, but there was no special movement in the forest.

Zhou Xuanqing didn't notice it, and a little spider was moving her feet, crawling along her shoulder and over her arm. It wasn't until she crawled from her arm to the back of her hand that she felt a tingling touch.

Zhou Xuanqing looked at it subconsciously, and almost howled in anger: This demon monarch has been staying on his body, and he doesn't notice it at all?!

She finally understood what Tang Sanfeng meant. Just thinking about whether to pinch to death, the little spider suddenly emitted a wisp of green smoke, and its body suddenly grew on the ground, like a pine and cypress straightened its waist.

Just when Zhou Xuanqing thought that the demon monarch was going to take him away, he was thinking about whether to cooperate, but the situation suddenly changed some subtle changes.

Yan Qingjun didn't seem to hear it, he didn't even glance at her, his footsteps swept three feet off the ground, and he quickly walked towards Liu Yanshu!

A trace of surprise flashed on Liu Yanshu's originally calm face, and before he could draw his sword to meet him, Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi took the lead in the list, and attacked Yan Qingjun left and right.

Seeing that a scuffle was about to start, Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly told the couple to stay away with their children.

The two demons cooperate very tacitly, advance and retreat in a moderate manner when confronting Yan Qingjun, advance bravely when attacking, and be punctual and calm. For a while, Tang Sanfeng and Zhou Xuanqing were dazzled.

I haven't seen it for decades, but I've made progress. Tang Sanfeng looked at it and couldn't help grinning.

Zhou Xuanqing was not as calm as him, staring at the situation with a solemn face.

The long battle was unfavorable, and the gap soon became apparent.

Yan Qingjun retracted his opponent with a grim expression, and after standing still, a burst of demonic wind puffed up in his sleeve robe, and the soft spider silk surged out like a snake, and then twisted into countless sharp sword blades, stabbing all over the sky.

Countless phantom shadows swept away the broken hair on the sideburns, and the silver light continued to sweep over the sides of Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi, because they resisted the tense nerves with all their strength, but suppressed the thin stinging sensation.

The branches are shaking, and the flowers and leaves are flying. The clothes of the two demons slowly became a little red.

The wind swept away the dense branches and leaves that covered the roof, and the bright sun shone through the cracks and poured down on the ground.

Liu Yanshu's eyes were full of anger, and he drew his sword out, and the sword light aroused cold sharpness. Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi were wrapped around their waists by Yan Qingjun's spider silk, and after colliding, they flew out a few feet away.

Liu Yanshu slashed away in the next moment, and both jumped up at the moment he got close, but he missed a blow when he rubbed shoulders with Yan Qingjun when he was stabbing and suddenly lost his sword shadow. Before Zhou Xuanqing gasped, he saw him quickly turn around and attack Yan Qingjun's back!

The headwind whistled like a knife, Yan Qingjun fell, and Liu Yanshu's strength was useless. Before the frost sword could be withdrawn, Liu Yanshu suddenly felt that his arm sank, and it was entangled in the fine spider silk!

"Master Hou!" Zhou Xuanqing saw that it was not good, and he pounced without thinking about it, and the talisman flew out from his fingers, and the scorching red light turned into a flying knife, and went straight to the door of Yanqingjun's face!

The flames reflected Yan Qingjun's deep eyes, and a trace of unnoticed anger flashed, but his face was still cold, staring at Zhou Xuanqing, and his voice was already low and cold: "You want to do it with me?"

Zhou Xuanqing recalled the situation when he was still open and honest before, there was light in his eyes, his face was hesitant, and he said half-heartedly: "Count, count." ”

Yan Qingjun moved his lips, concentrated on the demonic power and his palm, and tightened Liu Yanshucai's words: "I don't hurt him, I just borrowed it." As soon as he finished speaking, a whirlwind blew on the ground, and dust filled the air.

When Zhou Xuanqing swept away the dust and rushed over, they were gone.

Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi hurriedly struggled to get up, but they didn't know where to pursue next, and they were both hesitant.

Tang Sanfeng was stunned, and was thinking about what the Demon Monarch meant by this move, when he heard Lu Shiyi ask Mo Huaigu.

"What's the matter with this demon monarch? I caught Xiao Dao Gu last time, can I see the Hou Ye this time?"

Zhou Xuanqing was still grim for a moment, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "You can't say that, the two of them, it's not suitable." ”

Lu Shiyi also knew that he had used his words inappropriately, so he had to say stubbornly: "At this point, we have to hurry down the mountain to find their traces." ”

"If you want to kill the Demon Monarch, count me in!" Tang Sanfeng walked up quickly at this time, his expression was already irrepressible with excitement.

Mo Huaigu twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you his subordinate?"