The green worm first picked up the mantis, then walked up to the white tiger and picked up a wooden stick, and picked up the nine-toothed bone ornament to the ground.

The praying mantis broke both blades, and said angrily: "You brute, you have already hurt me." ”

"I have no intention of hurting you!" "Blame me for being greedy and eating the Hidden Misty Mountain Spirit," he turned his gaze to the bone ornament on the ground, "This bone ornament is the tooth of the Hidden Misty Mountain Spirit Nine-toothed Divine Deer, it makes me greatly increase my demonic power, and it also makes me unable to control myself." ”

The praying mantis snorted, "You destroyed my mantis blade, and my demonic power was greatly damaged, and it is difficult to eliminate hatred if I don't kill you." As he spoke, he stepped on the white tiger's head.

"Sugar Candy," the green worm stopped the praying mantis in time, and said kindly: "The demon ancestor said, the demon also has a way, sugar candy, don't kill him." ”

"Don't kill me," the white tiger said, "I'll protect you for ten years and help you cultivate a new double blade." ”

The praying mantis thought for a moment, and now that the battle between the palace master and the black dragon was imminent, why didn't this white tiger help the battle, so he replied: "You owe me, I want you to serve the Fengqi Palace Lord for ten years." ”

"Okay!" Bai Hu agreed. The name of Fengqi, he had heard of it in the Western Fantasy Land, and now he could meet the legendary phoenix in the demon world.

"Oops,"

The green worm suddenly thought of something, so he went to check the white cocoon, and then shouted "not good" again and again. The praying mantis immediately came to inspect it, only to see that the cocoon had been cracked, and there was only one skeleton in the solution. The river mage has turned into white bones, but the Fire Cloud Dao is nowhere to be seen.

On that day, after Jiang Liu and Huoyun Dao were inhaled by the insect cocoon, the two of them worked together to open the enchantment, and finally carried it for three days, but after that, the two of them were exhausted, and Jiang Liu was the first to be dissolved by the demon cocoon, and Huoyun Dao had the golden shield of Jiang Liu, barely holding out until the sixth day, and when the golden shield disappeared, the insect cocoon accidentally broke a hole, and he finally broke the insect cocoon and escaped.

Just now, the white tiger and the praying mantis fought, and the mantis's blade was torn off by the white tiger and thrown at the green worm, but it hit the demon cocoon, which happened to break a hole.

Two days later, the white tiger followed the two banshees to the Juxian Tower. It was night, in the courtyard of Juxian Tower, a group of demon girls gathered. The Fengqi Palace Lord is high, and the new white tiger shows his demon body and imposes complicated etiquette on the palace master. I saw him slowly bend down, three on the left and right, and then on all fours, lying at the feet of the palace master.

After the ceremony, Feng Qi let the white tiger restore his human appearance, and said to him: "You are not my clan, I shouldn't let you join the clan, but now I am short of combat power, I hope you will make a great contribution when I counterattack the Dragon Underground Palace, I will let you marry the banshee under my name, and then you will really be regarded as my Kun type demon." After speaking, she took out nine pieces of non-demon crystals, turned them into qi with demonic power, and transported them into the nine teeth of the white tiger's bone ornament one by one, and then said, "I have my own way to lift the curse of the nine-toothed divine deer." These non-demon stone crystals can restrain the demonic nature and make you not have to go crazy. ”

The white tiger thanked him, and stopped talking. Originally, he only promised to serve for ten years, but now it seems that the Fengqi Palace Master wants him to obey forever. He was originally a beast born in the forest of the Western Fantasy Land, and he has always lived a life of coming and going, and he has never been driven by others since he came to the southern realm, and now he wants him to surrender forever, and he is not happy in his heart, but seeing the surrounding demons and the daughter of the phoenix on top of his head, he has to hold all his dissatisfaction in his mouth. Fortunately, by joining the Kun clan, he does not have to suffer from the curse of the Nine Teeth to annihilate the demonic nature for the time being.

13

The official road is wide, the willows are lined up on both sides, there are road signs every ten miles apart, there is a sentry post in thirty miles, and a post station in sixty miles. Nowadays, in the peaceful period, the roadside checkpoints and lookouts have been abandoned for a long time, and the location of the post house has gradually become a market town. Within a radius of 100 miles in Qinghe County, there are not a few villages that have evolved from post houses.

People in Qinghe County travel abroad, and it is safest to take the official road naturally, but the south is humid and the river ditch is vertical and horizontal, so the waterway is always much more convenient than the land route.

It had been three days since Huang Lang fled Sushan, but he did not rush back to Hezhen. The shadow left by the black snake venom demon has not disappeared to this day, and he is deeply afraid that Mo Yan will come to seek revenge, but he is even more unwilling to leave Huang San and flee back to River Town alone. At the same time, he was extremely worried about his wife, who was pregnant with Liujia, and was afraid that Qing'er would be unhappy if she lacked company at home.

Huang Lang came from the official road and changed to the waterway. He was afraid that Mo Gong would chase and kill, so he always chose a place with a lot of people. He was exhausted, with unkempt hair, tattered clothes, and muddy feet, and was now on Lake Wenbo, a hundred miles away from the river town.

Wenbo Lake is dozens of miles in circumference, fishing boats come and go on the lake, there is a village on the east and west banks, and the villagers all make a living from fishing. There is a small island in the middle of the lake, with a ruined temple, and civilians rarely land on the island, so it has become a gathering place for ronin.

"If I go any further, I won't go!" the man holding the boat docked the boat in the reeds, lowered the pole, and handed Huang Lang a set of cloth clothes.

Huang Lang took off his coat on the boat, jumped into the water and washed his body, and then got on the boat to change into the clean cloth clothes. He hadn't taken a bath for nearly ten days, and at this time, he was far away from Su Shan, so he dared to take a bath and reveal his true appearance.

After changing into cloth clothes, Huang Lang took out his belongings in his original clothes and put them back on his body, took out the silver tattoo and handed it to the boatman, and instructed: "Send me to the island in the middle of the lake, and I will add two taels of silver." ”

"I don't dare go. I heard that the fisherman came back and said that a group of thieves had come to the island and dared to kill people!"

"I'm looking for them," said Huang Lang, "and you're hiding under the deck, and I'll hold the boat to the island." When I land on the island, you can come out and hold the boat and leave. ”

The boatman was helpless, and when he saw that Qian was open, he gritted his teeth and rowed the boat out of the reeds, and then handed the pole to Huang Lang and hid it on the stern deck. Huang Lang slowly rowed the boat to the island, and soon docked. There was no one on the shore of the island, but a wisp of white smoke rose from the ruined temple not far away.

Huang Lang landed on the island and walked slowly towards the temple. The temple here was originally built by the previous dynasty, and the people of Wenbo Lake worshiped the gods to land on the island, but then the war burned, the temple was burned, and then there was no sacrifice to the island.

"Who's coming?" the big man guarding the door was holding a steel knife, his face covered with stubble.

"Lead out," Huang Lang said loudly. He has a majestic face that no one dares to underestimate.

A mighty and tall man came out of the temple, he was unshaven and wearing tattered armor, which he had picked up from a deserted battlefield somewhere. At his waist hangs a skull, the symbol of the leader of the bandits. There are also rules among thieves, but whoever can lead the thief has a murder in his hand, so the wild thief regards the dead man's head as a status symbol.

"Whose head are you hanging?" asked Huang Lang. If there are some famous wild thieves, the identity of the skull hanging from the waist is also different.

"I don't know who it is," said the thief, in a gruff tone, as his face was. "That year, Lao Tzu committed a murder, and a catcher found me," he patted his skull, meaning that this was the catcher.

"Since you can kill the errand man, you must have a lot of ability. As he spoke, Huang Lang took out a bag of silver from his armpit and threw it over, "You order, fifty taels of silver, it's enough to squander it for half a year!"