"Wait! I'm the Blood Demon God Lord! Heaven and Earth! I'm the only one! Blood Demon ......"

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch, who was imposing in the Shenzhou Cultivation Realm, would never have thought that the little beggar had never heard of his own name.

Before he could react, he was stuffed with steamed buns into his mouth by a beggar.

The Blood Demon God Monarch, who couldn't move, was stuffed with steamed buns, and it was dry and astringent and difficult to swallow, so he could only say in a nasal voice that he would not eat the food that others gave him.

But the beggar thought he was hungry and kept stuffing steamed buns.

He can't say if he is suffering now, who would have thought that the dignified Blood Demon God Monarch would eat rancid steamed buns one day.

Hateful and glaring at the little beggar's dirty hands, the Blood Demon God Monarch suddenly thought that as long as he gritted his teeth and bit the beggar's hand, wouldn't he be able to absorb chemotherapy.

When he thought of this, his eyes were full of sinister smiles.

When he was about to bite the beggar's hand, he saw that the beggar had withdrawn his hand and no longer fed his steamed buns.

The Blood Demon God Monarch stared at the little beggar viciously, hating to suck him immediately.

Zhang Tian thought that the old man in red hadn't eaten enough, so he could only say apologetically, "I can only give you so much to eat, and I also have some to eat, otherwise I will be hungry." ”

He sat aside with the steamed bun and ate it, while drinking the leftover soup he had begged for, and ate it very sweetly.

The Blood Demon God Monarch was so angry that he really wanted to vomit blood, this little beggar was really hateful, and he felt the urge to crush his teeth.

He secretly decided in his heart, "If you don't kill this little beggar and take out the Yuan Shen to practice for 100,000 years, this Demon Lord will live for a thousand years in vain!"

Thinking of the grievances he had received, the Blood Demon God Monarch became more and more angry, and couldn't help but roar

"It's unreasonable! I think that the Blood Demon God Monarch who is in the Divine Prefecture will be teased and cheaped by a little beggar!

Come here, boy, send your flesh and blood to the deity to heal, or the Demon Lord will make you never reborn!"

This shout was really earth-shattering, showing all the spirit of the eight kings who looked down on the world, and the ancient temple was shaking and falling a lot of old dust.

Dust was sprinkled all over the hall, and the Blood Demon God Monarch really ate a lot of dust, and the whole person kept coughing.

Zhang Tian stared at the steamed bun in his hand, brushed off the dust on it, as well as the dried corpses of many spider ancestors, and then took a big bite to eat.

He finally ate a white flour steamed bun, but he couldn't waste it.

"Hey, you despicable little ghost! Come here and let me take a bite! I am the Supreme Blood Demon God Lord!"

Zhang Tianmeng stood up and looked at the old man in red fixedly, he was not happy that the steamed buns he had finally eaten were dirty.

And the Blood Demon God Monarch also stared at the beggar fiercely, hating this ant for not daring to suck himself.

The two looked at each other like this for a while, and Zhang Tian suddenly said with pity, "It turns out that you are so sick that you are talking nonsense, I'll go pick some herbs." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked outside the temple, and before leaving the door, he turned back to the Blood Demon God Monarch and said, "You have a good rest, don't die, if you want to die, you have to pay for my pot first." ”

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch proudly watched the beggar walk out of the temple gate, and sighed in his heart, "After all, it's a child, and I'm still scared away."

But this Demon Lord can't move, it would be bad if those cultivators killed. ”

He closed his eyes and condensed his magic skills, and when he regained his ability to move, he used the flesh and blood of the beggar to heal his wounds.

Who thought that after a while, the Blood Demon God Monarch saw the beggar return to the temple, and he was holding a large handful of weeds in his hand.

He was sure that none of them were real medicines, they were all things that were fed to pigs and cows.

Zhang Tian walked to the side of the Blood Demon God Monarch with the weeds, grabbed a handful of weeds, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then spit it in his hand.

When the Blood Demon Divine Monarch saw the beggar looking at his mouth, he hurriedly shouted in fright, "Hey, what are you going to do? I don't eat this grass!"

Zhang Tian smiled, "You're so old, and you're still afraid of taking medicine.

Don't be afraid, these medicines are not bitter, I just take them when I am sick!"

As he spoke, he forcibly fed him despite the Blood Demon Divine Monarch's protests.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch glared at the little beggar, and the so-called herbs that had been mixed with saliva were being stuffed into his mouth hard.

He wanted to bite off the beggar's hand to relieve the hatred in his heart, but when he saw the beggar stuffing the herbs, he withdrew his hand and went back.

Zhang Tian went to fetch the leftover Baijia vegetable soup that he drank yesterday, and poured it into the mouth of the Blood Demon God Monarch, saying that he was sending medicine into his stomach.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch felt the cold vegetable soup enter his stomach, and his heart was burned with anger, but his body couldn't move for a minute.

He thought that he was a demon lord of the world, and he would end up like this, and he felt that the world was spinning, and he suddenly fell asleep.

When the Blood Demon God Monarch woke up, he found that it was already dark, and the cold moonlight shone into the ancient temple through the big hole in the roof.

By the light of the moonlight, he could see the situation in the temple clearly, and saw the little beggar sleeping not far away.

Listening to the sweet sleeping snoring of the beggar, the Blood Demon God Monarch was so angry that his teeth itched.

He tried it, and found that he was able to move restrictively, and before he could be happy, he felt the injury in his body recur.

He felt his muscles contract and tremble, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, knowing that his injuries were too severe to heal naturally.

Only the primordial spirits who use human flesh and living beings can save themselves, and the snoring of the beggars is getting louder and louder at this time.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch was as excited as if he had found a life-saving straw, but he couldn't stand up except for turning over and lying down, and he couldn't even move his hands.

He looked around, and suddenly made a movement that he hadn't done in a thousand years, turning over and lying on the ground, squirming like a mollusk and approaching the beggar.

If there were other monks present, I am afraid that they would not believe what is happening in front of them.

The Blood Demon God Monarch who has been in Shenzhou for thousands of years, and the generation of demon kings who have set off countless storms and storms, will actually act like maggots.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch didn't intend to let the beggar go, as long as he bit a little bit of the beggar's flesh, he could be quickly sucked by himself.

He wanted to completely erase the beggar, and no one in the world would know what he was like now.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the beggar, the Blood Demon God Monarch's eyes were full of hideous smiles.

It's closer, it's closer, it's just a little bit close to biting the beggar.

Although this little crumb has saved himself, and he hasn't taken a bath for a long time, he smells dirty.

But for the Blood Demon God Monarch at this moment, begging is the most delicious dish, and he has the hope of recovering immortality.

As long as you bite the beggar, you will be the demon lord who dominates the world again, and then you will be able to take revenge on those enemies with more cruel means.

Thinking of the excitement, the Blood Demon God Monarch climbed harder, but felt that his body was deteriorating rapidly.

But it doesn't matter, you're going to bite the beggar, you're going to bite it.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the hall of the temple, and the Blood Demon God Monarch inadvertently touched the broken porcelain bowl, and the rolling sound of this broken guy resounded in the holding of the ring.

It's like a mouse stealing food, and suddenly a cat meows.

The Blood Demon God Monarch's heart tightened, he had never been so nervous in the thousands of years he had been crisscrossing the Divine State.

The rotten bowl of the beggar was still spinning in the bones, and the crisp sound that was gradually weakening was still piercing, which made the nerves of the Blood Demon God Monarch beat uncontrollably.

The sound of the broken bowl finally stopped, but the Blood Demon God Monarch saw that the beggar had already rubbed his eyes and sat up, and secretly screamed in his heart.

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