The little old man said with a smiling face: "Master, you are joking, there are not a hundred people in our village now, and the little old man is not the emperor, where did so many mothers give birth to children for me." I can't afford to raise just a few of them, let alone one hundred and eighty, and I'm dizzy when I think about it. ”

After a haha, he said: "There is no mother here to give birth to you, there is one on the demon mountain." Your Royal Highness, your lifespan is long, let alone one hundred and eighty princes. The children born and raised to form an army are enough to fight Chang'an City, and there is no need to divide the territory. The whole world is yours. ”

"Your Highness?" The first to react was Xiao Rensan, this little guy was already wrong when he heard that there were 180 children who would not return. Waiting for the time when he heard whether to return or not to call His Royal Highness the little old man, the ginseng doll had already guessed eight or nine points, and then her body sank into the ground and wanted to hide.

What I didn't expect was that the little kid named Cao Shi made the same action as Xiao Ren Sanyi. At the same time that Ren San entered the ground, the little child also went underground with him. A moment later, the child's head first emerged from the feet of the little old man. Then I saw him dragging a pigtail in his hand and pulling Xiao Rensan out of the ground.

After seeing his 'thirty' being bullied by that little child, Bai Wuqiu's eyes widened. Pointing at Cao Shi and scolding: "Gadgets, you will lift the table when you are full, right?" Everyone dares to bully, is there still a royal law? ”

"You really don't know me, do you? They say you've become a fool, and I don't believe Grandpa Stone. Now I see it with my own eyes. You're even more stupid than they say," Cao Shishi's appearance had changed as he spoke. Although he still looks like an eight or nine-year-old child, his complexion has become like mutton fat and white jade, and the pink and white are like porcelain dolls in paintings.

"Cao Shi, you are also a ginseng ......" At this time, Xiao Rensan finally understood. Although they are all ginseng elves, but when he was underground just now, this little guy had no room to fight back at all, and this ginseng doll called Cao Shi was obviously much stronger than Xiao Ren San.

"Phew! Are you also considered ginseng? Cao Shi threw Xiao Rensan to the ground, everyone is a ginseng doll, and they are not afraid that this little guy will run away. After quenching it, Cao Shi continued: "You don't even dare to fight back underground, and dare to say that you are ginseng? If it weren't for the sake of the bread you gave me just now, I would have turned you into herbs and planted them in the ground. What are you trembling about, and you dare to cry? Hold back the tears back to ......"

Just when Cao Shishi crossed his waist and scolded Xiao Rensan, the body of the little guy opposite him suddenly flew up. Ginseng dolls are elves rooted in the ground, and they have never heard of flying. Cao Shi was stunned for a moment and then jumped up to catch Ren San, and at this time, the little old man in front of him suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful in front of Cao Shi. Then he spread out his palm and glanced at it. said, "Huh? This is the bad luck of the real dragon, and the scales were pulled off while he was alive. It was also made into a ritual weapon......"

Cao Shishi knew that Wu Mian and Returnee's Someone over there used an invisible magic weapon to plot against him, and at that moment, this ginseng doll did not dare to act rashly, and hid his body behind the little old man. Xiao Rensan took advantage of this stall to fly back to Wu Mian and the side of no return.

It was Wu Mian, who had been watching coldly from behind, and he didn't want to hurt the life of this ginseng doll just now. Just to scare and scare this little child, so that Xiao Rensan can take this opportunity to escape. What I didn't expect was that the dragon scale magic weapon that no one had ever seen would miss this time.

The little old man smiled, clenched his palm into a fist, and actually crushed the abnormally hard dragon scale magic weapon in his palm. Then he scattered the crystals like crystal chips to the ground, clapped his hands, and continued to the opposite return: "Although I didn't think that this appearance could deceive you, this king still doesn't understand. How did you see the flaws? Tell me and see, the king has spared your lives. ”

After blinking his eyes, he began to talk nonsense to the little old man: "Isn't it that His Royal Highness the Demon King keeps emitting the aura of a king on your body?" I can see it when I close my eyes, and there is a white royal aura coming out of your head all the time. Old man, I've seen a person and a half in my life have this kind of royal spirit......"

"One and a half? This king is not one of you, so this king is only half of it? Before he finished speaking, the little old man had already interrupted him, and after laughing a little, he continued: "Let's talk about it, this king is also curious, this king can only count half of it, so who can count the whole thing?" ”

"Your Highness, you count one, and half of it is because I didn't have a chance to see the old man. I didn't see it with my own eyes, so it can only be counted as half. Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then continued to the little old man: "I heard that the current generous master Guangren said that the first emperor Yingzheng, who ruled the world in the previous dynasty, also had this kind of kingly spirit on his head. However, my old man was locked up by Xu Fu for more than 100 years, and I didn't have the fate to meet the first emperor. The first emperor of hearsay can only be counted as half a person. ”

"Although I know that you are talking nonsense if it is returned, this king is still happy to hear it." After hearing the words of no return, the little old man burst out laughing. In the midst of laughter, the little old man, who looked like he was full of rustic air, also changed, and suddenly a fire broke out on his body, and in an instant the clothes full of puddings and holes on his body, along with the greasy dirt all over his body. The fire then changed, and the flames were fixed layer by layer on the little old man's body. In the end, it turned into a costume like armor and shrouded the little old man's body.

If it was nonsense to say that it was nonsense to return just now, then now this little old man in armor is not angry and arrogant, and he really has a kingly style.

After seeing it, he took a step forward, and after thinking about it, he shook his head. Only then did he retreat back and said with a smile: "Look at it, I almost couldn't help but kowtow to you just now." I was wrong just now, the old man said wrong, there are two and a half of kings. You are two old people, and the First Emperor can only top one of your thighs at most compared to you. ”

At this time, even if the two stunned people were stunned, they reacted, and hid behind its 'biological father' before the little old man changed, and when it changed its clothes, he whispered to the "old guy, is this the demon king you said?" It looks like the clothes are better, and there is nothing left? It's better for you to be an old guy. ”

"Do you think it's as energetic as your father and me?" When he muttered to Bai Wuqiu, he saw that the little old man and the demon king had changed into his original appearance, so he immediately changed his words and multiplied the kingly qi on the little old man's body by two.

After the little old man demon king laughed, he shifted his gaze to Bai Wuqiu's face. After glancing at this stunned person, he sighed slightly, and then said: "This king told you at the beginning, if this king's heir can't become a great weapon, then the great cause of Demon Mountain will be handed over to you." I can't imagine that after a few years of letting you out of the mountain, you have become like this. Do you really want to hand over the inheritance of the Demon Mountain to those few unsuccessful little beasts after the king returns to old age? ”

After Bai Wuqiu was stunned for a moment, he glanced back left and right, and then said to Wu Mian, who was like frost behind him: "Uncle Xiao, this old thing is talking to you. You hide deep enough, I thought you were human, but we were all the same. This skin looks like it grows on you, when will you open this skin, let me see what kind of monster is inside......"

"I'll tell you when I'm tired of this skin that day," Wu Mian was still calculating the strength of the demon king in his heart. At the moment, he just glanced at his niece and grandson, and then continued: "I don't have that blessing, it's talking to you. You tell it, don't worry, those kids will have to walk in front of it sooner or later. The position of the next generation of demon kings will be yours sooner or later. ”