In the water curtain cave, a chandelier carved from a huge crystal exudes a brilliant light and hangs on the ceiling painted with the history of the Golden Monkey Clan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Beneath the three-metre-long crystal chandelier, a beautiful woman in a colourful dress is dancing, her colourful skirt rising high as she spins.

"Wow, my sister is so beautiful!"

Xue Wei shrank in Wanzhi's arms, and two crimson blush rose on her little face, which looked red because she drank a little peach wine.

"Hum Hum Hum ......"

The canopy that turned into a little pig had saliva flowing in his mouth, his eyes were glowing red, staring intently at the Jiaojiao dancing in front of the dining table, and the little grandson beside him looked disgusted, took out a golden stick from his ear, and hammered his bare head: "What are you looking at, nerd!"

Tian Peng scratched his head with his little pig's trotters, and looked obsessed: "Don't make trouble, if you don't look at it, you won't be able to see it!"

As soon as he remembered that the two were about to follow Xue Wei, who was coquettish in Wanzhi's arms, to go to the human world together in a few days, Xiao Xiaosun hugged his chest with both hands, and no longer cared about the canopy in front of him.

"This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can I tell them to!"

Tianpeng didn't know where to find a poem, and at this time, he looked at the dancing girl with teary eyes, and read it out to be catchy.

Perhaps Jiaojiao felt the strange eyes of Tianpeng, and she frowned slightly and felt a little worried about Tianpeng's next fate.

Under the rounds of singing and dancing, everyone also felt full of wine and food, and even Xiao Xuewei, who had always been energetic, fell into her mother's arms a little sleepy.

Sun Qitian saw that it was not early, and Qinglian beside him was also a little tired from coming from afar, so he waved his hand to disperse countless singers who were dancing, and personally led Qinglian and the others back to the bedroom carefully prepared for them.

Qinglian naturally lived alone in the most luxurious bedroom, while Xiao Xuewei and Wanzhi shared a room, and the rest of Tianpeng and Hua Yunfan were arranged to be in one room.

The canopy, which turned into a little white pig, lay on Hua Yunfan's undulating belly, yawned and said: "Brother, I will be mixed with you in the future, if Xiao Xiaosun bullies me, you have to help me!"

Hua Yunfan scratched his head and picked up the canopy in his arms, like a pair of brothers, the snoring of each other rose and fell one after another, and he slept very sweetly.

Xiao Xiaosun returned to his bedroom and sat in front of the moonlit window with a melancholy expression, constantly recalling every move of Hua Yunfan in the martial arts arena.

Carefully split each of Hua Yunfan's movements, a trace of solemnity flashed on Xiao Xiaosun's face, Hua Yunfan did not have any extra movements every time he attacked, simple and explosive.

Every time he attacked, he was stuck when it was the most uncomfortable for Xiao Xiao Sun, and the sense of oppression in the battle with Hua Yunfan made Xiao Xiao Sun feel pressure, such a situation only appeared in his father who had reached the strength of the Dou Zong, and that panda was obviously a fighter with a fighting spirit of only about 5 ranks.

"He's definitely a master!Although his fighting spirit is still very weak, he has combat experience that does not belong to this level, maybe I can learn more by following him!"

Xiao Xiao's face clenched into fists, and a trace of excitement appeared in his heart at the thought of going to the strange human world: "Don't worry! My little grandson will definitely not lose the majesty of the Demon Beast Mountain Range!"

In the other room, Wanzhi hugged Xue Wei, who had just fallen asleep, but a touch of green evil energy welled up in her eyes: "It's not good, the evil energy in the body is starting to explode!"

Wanzhi covered the degree in her arms with a quilt and turned it into a black streamer, which was fleeting in the black night sky.

"Huh?"

Qinglian, who was still cross-legging and constantly adjusting the energy in her body, suddenly felt a breath of death coming from the house next to her, and looked at the black figure that flashed in mid-air and immediately chased out.

"Ah......h

Wanzhi let out a mournful cry, like a kite with a broken string, and its head fell from the sky.

"Poof!"

With a sound of water, Wanzhi plunged headlong into a pool of clear spring water, and the originally clear pool water was suddenly filled with black dead air, like boiling hot water.

The cyan light in Qinglian's hand flashed, and the illusion used the boiling waterhole to isolate the outside world, and Wanzhi's mournful cry was also isolated by her in the illusion world.

"Pathetic mortal!"

A strong sound came from the waterhole, Qinglian frowned, could it be that there are still people lurking in the Black Forest in Huaguo Mountain?

"Puff"

With the splashing of the ground, a figure with black flesh wings on its back jumped out from under the waterhole.

The black light and white light on the figure's face were constantly fighting, and Qinglian looked at it as if it was Wanzhi and a demon with horns on his head fighting for control of his body.

"Nan Wu drinks Ratana Doro Yeye"

Wanzhi chanted Hua Yunfan to teach her the Zen Nirvana Heart Sutra with a painful face, and one by one the Buddhist mantras written in golden Chinese characters appeared on Qinglian's body, and the demon with horns in her body also darkened.

"No! I'll be back!"

The demonic figure let out a terrible cry, slowly suppressed by the radiant golden light.

"How's it going?"

Qinglian looked worriedly at Wanzhi who came from the waterhole, the latter's face was very pale at this time, and drops of cold spring water kept dripping down her messy hair.

"Puff"

Wanzhi's body was covered with a soft black dead aura all over her face, and Qinglian hurriedly flew over and hugged Wanzhi's fallen body in her arms.

"How so!"

Qinglian looked at the black dead aura that permeated Wanzhi's face with a solemn face, and she actually felt the soul fluctuations emanating from another soul in Wanzhi's body.

The black death qi was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, rampaging through Wanzhi's body, and it was constantly devouring her body, and Qinglian hurriedly sent the energy in her body over.

Wanzhi's face flashed with a blue-gray light, she let out a painful wail, and a strong death breath gushed out of her mouth, but in a moment, the grass and trees around her withered.

Dead air permeated this piece of heaven and earth shrouded in Qinglian's mana, Wanzhi struggled to get up from Qinglian's arms, a fleshy wing behind her, and her forehead slowly stretched out the horns that only two demons would have.

Wanzhi, who always had a hint of holiness on her face, had countless black stripes on her face at this time, and her whole temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, like an angel who had fallen into darkness.

Wanzhi's eyes radiated a green glow, and she could feel that her soul seemed to be mixed with some memories that belonged to demons, and a stone burning with green flames in the depths of her soul was constantly undulating.