Chapter 3: The Little Fairy and the Dark Lord 3

They faced Wu Xian's huge black cloak, bowed down one by one, and cried to the sky: "King, you are finally out of the customs......

"Great King, the heavenly soldiers slaughtered our millions of demon spirits, razed our homes to the ground, robbed us of all our treasures, sealed our land, and left no grass to grow, and birds and beasts died......"

"King, you want to avenge us......"

"King, we are homeless, what can we do in the future......

"The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are still searching for us, and we are just like shrunken turtles hiding in this dark place......"

For a while, the ghost cried wolf, the wind was miserable, and Wuxue was so frightened that he shrank his head straight into the thick snowdrift, and his whole body was almost stiff from the cold.

Wu Xian waved his hand, and the crying immediately stopped.

He didn't say a word, but thousands of pairs of demon eyes gathered in his palm, he slowly raised his hand, pointing to the sky, and the demons suddenly found that the wind and snow had stopped. His palm slowly went down, and the scorched black earth under his feet suddenly changed color, inch by inch of green grass, breaking through the soil, growing in the wind, and in an instant, the fragrant flowers were lush and verdant.

The spirits were dumbfounded, but then erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

"Congratulations to the king, the magic has been accomplished. We are saved. ”

Wu Xian's palm was raised, and there was already a seven-spice treasure made of seven huge man-eating flowers behind him. He sat down and looked around: "The deity's revenge plan is about to begin. ”

Only then did the demons see a man and a woman lying on the ground, and when they saw their clothes clearly, they immediately cheered: "Isn't this the heavenly immortals......?

Wu Xian kicked the unconscious Ji Wuhua and said loudly, "Do you know who this is?"

"Who is he, Great King?"

"The little prince Ji has no flowers. ”

The demons suddenly exploded with excitement.

Wu Xian dragged out the snowless snow that was huddled in the snowdrift again. The little demons shouted again: "King, who is she?"

"Ji Wuhua's fiancée. ”

The demons roared again with thunderous cheers. One by one, they rushed up: "Bite them to death...... Bite them to death......"

Wu Xian waved his hand again to stop the demons from screaming.

"Of course we want revenge, but this time, we have to play bigger. Children, be ready for our enemy, the Immortal Emperor, to come with his troops. ”

An old demon shouted: "Great King, the Immortal Emperor will not personally lead the troops." He'll just send people. ”

Wu Xian was full of confidence: "This time, he has to drive in person." You wait and see, this time, the deity will definitely capture the Immortal Emperor alive with his own hands. Children, make a fire at once. ”

Ten thousand peaks, smoking the sky with red flames, and a stream of blue smoke erected in the firelight, which is even more demonic.

When the little prince Ji Wuhua woke up, he was already tied to a high pillar of heaven, and there was a raging fire under his feet.

Opposite him, the wine in the Seven Spice Treasure was fragrant, the demon spirit sang a wine song, Ji Wuxue's gorgeous neon dress had been shattered into pieces, a large area of fragrant skin was exposed, and she was lying in the Dark Lord's cloak, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

He hissed, "No snow...... No snow ......"

Wu Xian laughed, "Ji Wuhua, do you want your Laozi Immortal Emperor to save you?"

"Demon, let go of the snowless. ”

Wu Xian smiled even more happily, and easily lifted the snowless body, and when the wind blew, the purple neon dress fell gorgeously like a rain flower......