Chapter 371 - The Witch King returns to the city

The golden eagle was stunned, and the seventeen big demons looked at each other, with a shutdown expression that their IQ was in arrears and they urgently needed to recharge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahh

The bear demon slapped his head and screamed.

"I'm stupid, go aside! Whatever others say, you really believe it! I'll do the math. The pheasant demon pushed the bear demon away and counted it to himself, "We have eighteen, eighteen drops each, one eighteen drops, two thirty-six drops, three fifty-four drops......"

The mathematical problem of one plus one equals two has plagued another world for more than 200 years, and it took a lifetime for a certain mathematical god named Chen Jingrun to figure it out, and then it took a lot of effort to figure out that one plus two equals three.

It's really hard for these monsters who don't know arithmetic!

"Ouch, good decent, what are you doing by plucking my hair?"

The pheasant demon was not enough to break his claws, so he simply picked up the wolf hair of the wolf beside him.

"You have a lot of hair, it doesn't matter how many you pluck! Stand still, I have to figure it out, what if I let this Terran cheat?"

The pheasant demon unrelentingly grabbed the wolf's hair.

If more than 300 flat feathers are plucked, it will have to become a bald chicken.

"Do you really know how to do arithmetic?

The blue wolf is 100,000 disbelieving, full of suspicion.

"Is it important to have a few hairs? Or is it important to have a few drops of emperor slurry? I don't need to teach you this, right? ”

The pheasant demon has a strong momentum of pressing the blue wolf demon to the ground.

"Then, then you pull it lightly, ouch, ouch!"

The pheasant demon is also the most active one in their group of big demons, and the blue wolf naturally knows which is more important, a million wolf hairs are not worth a drop of emperor slurry, so they have to honestly turn back into a two-zhang long body, lying on the ground and letting the other party pluck their hairs.

"That, that! It's all going to be plucked anyway, can you pluck a few more on the tail and on the back, I'm going to be a wolf pen." ”

It is rare to see a pheasant bullying a blue wolf, Li Xiaobai mixed a sentence, he plans to make a wolf and give it to the second brother, and the big demon wolf is also a treasure.

Xiaobai didn't know that the wolf pen of the four treasures of the study refers to the tail hair of the weasel, not the wolf hair of the big bad wolf, which is 108,000 miles away.

"Uhhh

On the city wall not far away, the white barbarians poked their heads out curiously, looking at a wolf demon with a sad face.

Several big demons followed along and recited words together, checking Li Xiaobai's distribution method.

"It's done, three hundred and twenty-four plus six, that's right!"

Grabbing a large handful of wolf hair, the pheasant nodded contentedly, and finally gave a final calculation result.

The blue wolf turned his head and looked at the tip of the half-bald tail, and he didn't know how much it had been pulled out, for the sake of the emperor's slurry, it was also quite hard, otherwise it would be the old wolf tonight to please eat chicken.

Fortunately, the glass bottle tube in Li Xiaobai's hand was enough, and in front of all the big demons, he completed this distribution.

"With that carving feather, you can pass through my Vulture Peak unimpeded!"

After saying this, the golden eagle demon changed from a middle-aged man with a gloomy face to a bronze eagle with an amazing wingspan, flapping its wings and rushing away to the sky.

Enveloped in the wind, it disappeared into the sky in a few breaths.

"My old wolf will go first, farewell!"

"Terran, if you still have Emperor Flowing Pulp in your hand, just come to me!"

"My Evil Tiger Ridge is open to you, so come and play when you have time!"

The big demons of the pheasant demon, the blue wolf, the fiery toothed tiger and the golden-eyed tyrant ape left one after another with the emperor slurry that had just arrived.

They hurried back to the Demon Domain, ready to retreat and concentrate on refining, or ignite the more qualified descendants.

The black bear demon was the last to go, and said rudely to Li Xiaobai: "If there is anything good, even if you come to my old bear, if there is any guy in the demon domain who dares to trouble you without long eyes, report the name of my old bear to keep you safe." ”

Twenty catties of mustard sauce has already been given to it, and if you lick your tongue, you will die on the spot, and the stupid bear really loves this thing.

The mustard seeds that Li Xiaobai gave it have already been planted in Xiongshan, and they have sprouted under the careful care of several little demons, and it will not be long before more mustard seeds can be produced.

Seeing the big demons leave one after another, Li Xiaobai breathed a long sigh of relief, but his mind immediately turned to the Mang King Dutianmen City in front of him.

Although there is no sign of further deterioration, the demon girl still does not wake up, which makes Xiaobai both worried and headache.

The demon disaster set off by the eighteen-headed demon is extremely fierce, even the Heavenly Cult that has accumulated strength for a long time in the Mang Country cannot be defeated, after more than 100 miles outside the Tianmen City have been recovered, the white barbarians who went out to investigate have recovered two god-killing arrows, and there is still a god-killing arrow missing.

To be precise, it should be two scrapped god-killing arrows, the crystal arrow blade and the arrow pole are completely separated, and the people in the Heavenly Cult fled in a hurry, and they didn't have time to take them away, and after they were recovered, they fell into Li Xiaobai's hands.

After holding it in his hand for two days, except for the discovery that the two crystal arrows of the god-killing arrows could easily kill living creatures by seeing blood, which was similar to the sword light of the Chaos Qinglian to kill the divine soul, there was no more gain.

A palace guard hurriedly came to sit on the golden lotus platform, and bowed deeply to Li Xiaobai, who had been quietly staring at the demon girl, and said, "The witch king is back!"

Because of the sudden demon disaster, the siege of King Mang's capital was finally resolved, and the Heavenly Cult, which had suffered heavy losses, was too busy to take care of itself, and was no longer able to stop the army of the Witch King.

"Got it!"

Li Xiaobai glanced at him, nodded, and didn't react at all.

Bursts of cheers reached the Golden Hall, and the city full of white barbarians was warmly welcoming their king back to the capital.

Outside the palace, the palace guards and maids were all lined up, waiting quietly.

After touching for about an hour, the ruler of the Mang Kingdom, the White Barbarian Witch King, strode into the Golden Hall, opened his hands at Li Xiaobai, and said with gratitude: "Li Gongzi, this time my country has escaped the disaster of destroying the country, and Gongzi should be the first meritorious. ”

If it weren't for the Han Jialang in front of him, the country would probably have fallen apart, and the white barbarian people would either have become hideous-looking evil beasts, or they would have been reduced to the rations of evil beasts, a nightmare-like fate, just thinking about it makes people's hairs stand on end.

"It's not just me, it's just that everyone works together to get through it. ”

Li Xiaobai's reaction was very flat, making the White Barbarian Witch King's movements freeze there, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The Witch King's gaze fell on his golden lotus platform, and the joy of thwarting the plot of the Heavenly Cult and successfully returning to the royal city disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he was immediately filled with guilt.

"Hasn't Miss Qingyao woken up yet?"

In order to help the Mang Kingdom and the White Barbarians, this Li Gongzi paid a huge price.

Li Xiaobai shook his head slightly, he really had no interest in sharing the joy of the Witch King's victory, in his heart, even if he destroyed the Heavenly Cult ten thousand times, it was not as important as this cunning and cunning demon girl.

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