Chapter 12: The Handsome Demon Venerable

In the second watch, the night wind gradually blew, and the sound of leaves colliding with each other on the trees echoed around the pond, "He is already a fourth-order demon, and it is impossible to completely purify him, so he must be destroyed!" Sanssouci's tone was firm.

And the palm of the hand flashed with white light, and the air began to be filled with a faint wave of light, where had the maids behind him seen such mana, and looked at Sanssozi with surprised expressions, as if the mana touched their primordial spirit, arousing a subtle whirlpool of worship, at this time he was approaching the king of Zhongzhou step by step, and the light between the palms became more and more dazzling, at this time, Luo Chuan, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this, and immediately got up and dragged him, making Sanssouci in a dilemma!

Suddenly, Sanssouci frowned, and her mood sensed that a demonic aura was about to approach,

"Not good!"

A palm pushed Luo Chuan to the side, it seemed that the force was a little too strong, and she had a close contact with the pillar.

Dizzy!

Then the right hand full of magic energy quickly attacked the Tianling Acupoint of the King of Zhongzhou, and suddenly a black wind appeared, saving the trapped King of Zhongzhou, and in this way, his palm wind hit the air, and then a guy wearing a blue cloak hung in the air, as strange as a ghost, which made the anxious Wuwu Zi tremble for a while.

"I don't know where this guy came from, but his mana is so profound," Sanssouci kept guessing in his heart, while carefully looking around to see if there were any opponents, but after carefully scanning it, he could only see that the seven maids were already frightened.

At this moment, Carefree Zi's trembling heart suddenly decreased slightly, "You." As soon as he was about to speak, he took the lead, "You are the god of cultivating gods-Worry-free son, you are my lord who was seriously injured!" His voice was a little hoarse, which made people feel very uncomfortable, and then Sanssouci's brain quickly recalled that he finally had an answer.

"That's right, which demon in the demon world are you, could it be that the demon heaven sent you to take revenge?"

"I'm the Demon Venerable's Messenger - Breaking the Waves, wasn't you the one who was originally demonized, how did you become that waste?" Breaking Waves replied questioningly, "Hahaha." How can the mere necromancy help me," As soon as the words were spoken, Sanssouci's heart was a little empty, and a few drops of sweat were left on his sideburns, and he didn't dare to wipe them in time, for fear of being discovered by him.

And the eyes of the broken waves had been removed from his body, and quickly transferred to the women, who looked at them carefully from head to toe several times, and finally their eyes stayed on Luo Chuan's body.

Suddenly, Breaking Waves floated down from mid-air, slowly walking towards Luochuan, Carefree saw that the situation was wrong, an arrow step appeared in front of Breaking Waves, through a few torches on the ground, only then did he see his appearance clearly at close range, Worry-freezi suddenly shuddered, originally thought that people in the demon world were very evil faces, but I didn't expect the person in front of him to be so clear-eyed, Carefree Zi rubbed his eyes again and again, it was too unbelievable, it was determined that this was a handsome little student.

For him, this was the first time he had encountered the shadow of jealousy in his heart, and the two of them looked at each other for a while, and on such a full moon and breezy night, a small pavilion, they both looked at each other, but a taste of confidant suddenly occurred in their hearts, this smell that should not happen, no one was the first to say it.

Then, Po Lang pointed to Luo Chuan, who fainted on the side, "Is she your junior sister?" It's really different. "What do you mean by that," "I'll tell you the truth!"

My trip has two purposes: First, to bring the demons back to the Netherworld.

Second, bring your junior sister Luo Chuan back with you. ”

"What? My sister, what's the matter with her! Sanssouci's anger had already surged into his heart, and he pointed his finger at him and said, and Po Lang obviously regretted telling the truth, it was already difficult to take Luo Chuan to the sky, and he couldn't disobey the orders of the Demon Venerable, this was bound to be another bloody battle.

"Your junior sister can't escape, she is the person hand-picked by the Demon Venerable, even if I can't take her away tonight, then there will be one after another, until she is brought back!" Breaking the waves spoke carefully for him very sincerely.

But Sanssouci didn't seem to appreciate it, "Are you threatening me, remember that no one can threaten me, because everyone who threatens me has already gone to hell," Breaking the Wave essentially didn't want to provoke his anger again, because he understood!

How terrifying it is for someone who can be on par with the magic power of the Demon Venerable, and then he immediately explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to threaten you at all, but I received a death order. ”

Before the words fell, a swift quick step flashed over, Sanssouci just felt a light breeze crossing, when his hand had touched Luo Chuan's body, at that moment, a galloping white light chased over, and the broken waves had no care of Luo Chuan, who was within reach, quickly dodged this sudden thing, and the white light hit the pillar behind him.

There was a loud "squeak", and a puff of white smoke passed.

The stone pillar was inlaid with a hole with footprints, and Sanssouci patted the dust on his shoes very calmly, "Boy! I've only used three points of mana, do you still want to see ten points! At this time, Breaking Waves was imagining the picture just now, "If it was me who was recruited, then wouldn't it." He was halfway through the thought, threw off his cloak and fled!

After a quarter of an hour, Sanssouci breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat on the ground, within this day, both physical strength and mana energy have been seriously overdrawn, but Sanssouci never dared to expose his own situation, "Hey! There are so many difficult guys making trouble every day, you go find two chairs and prepare some good food and wine, I should enjoy it! Pointing to the seven maids, he said, "Yes!" They ran out with a crawl, and then Sanssouci tapped lightly on the junior sister, and then leaned on the pillar and meditated quietly.

At the same time, in the Netherworld of the Demon Realm, "Report to the Demon Venerable!" A hundred strong men have been caught, "It is the Demon King of the Demon Realm who speaks, Dilou, who has now cultivated to the intermediate stage of the Demon Yuan, and is at the same level as the Demon Venerable, who will be one foot taller than the Demon Venerable, no one knows yet!"

And the five little ghost heads of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are his most proud disciples, and they have a very high rank in the demon world, it can be said that they are above ten thousand demons under one demon, and they are specifically looking for the necessities of demon cultivation "Yuan Shen" for the Demon Venerable, but when they encounter the best, they will keep it for themselves to enjoy, and they have hidden the darkest things in his heart for many years - not only coveting the position of the Demon Venerable in the Demon Realm, but also more urgently possessing the Blue Spirit Wand.

After a while, the demon who came out of the Demon God Cave brought back the message of the Demon Venerable, "The Demon King has worked hard!" Demon Venerable ordered to bring these in," "It's my honor to do things for Mozun, how can it be so hard!" Dilou deliberately raised his voice, hoping that the Demon Venerable could hear it, and then quietly asked the Demon Venerable: "How is the Demon Venerable's injury, will there be any worries about his life!" ”

And the demon just shook his head and went back, it was such a simple action that made Dilou happy, and he thought that shaking his head meant that it was going to be finished, and he went back with a happy look.

After a cup of tea, Sanssouci gradually regained some strength, and a noisy and noisy sound came, and the rattling of chairs, and the city lord shouted from time to time: "Where is the great god, where!" "Hehe, also called the great god, is it contagious that even hypocrisy is contagious?" He grumbled inwardly.

Afterwards, a group of people surrounded the pavilion, and although Sansanzi closed his eyes, he could vaguely feel the firelight, and still ignored them, "Great." Before the city lord could speak, he was stopped by the maids in time, "City lord! Shhhhhhhh