Knowing that the demon king was the patriarch of the Qingluan clan, Hu Qing was only left with tsk.

Qingluan is not as noble as the dragon clan, but he also has an extraordinary status in the demon clan. After all, it is the bloodline of the phoenix, although it is diluted a lot, much, much, much, uh, and it is relatively embarrassing: the dragon clan says that he is beyond the demon clan, and the demon clan admits it. The Qingluan clan said that they were detached from the demon clan, the demon clan. Hehe.

Hu Zhuzhu said that they sent retribution and sent themselves into a desperate situation, and finally came out, and they were arrested by the Qingluan clan at once. For the face of the water heart.

The Qingluan patriarch likes Shui Xin's face, so he controls him by his side, eliminating the possibility of him being in contact with the outside world.

On the contrary, Hu Zhuzhu, a stupid bird that originally belonged to the demon world, was not so strictly supervised, as long as he didn't run around, no one would pay attention to him.

Hu Qing: Actually, if you don't make trouble, you should not exist.

Tsk, with Hu Zhuzhu's gray body, it's hard to imagine that he will be a beautiful man after his transformation.

So, in fact, this is the real reason why the Qingluan clan didn't pay much attention to him?

Hu Zhuzhu followed Shui Xin to hear a lot of news from the Qingluan clan, and tried to contact Hu Huahua, but he didn't expect to really get in touch!

So he asked faintly: "You have already arrived in Yunjing Heaven?" Why haven't I been contacted? ”

Hu Huahua said with a big grin: "Mom has been contacting my uncle all the time. Well, I'm too busy, I'm transformed, and I'm busy showing my cuteness to others every day. ”

Hu Zhuzhu couldn't react for a while, I don't know if he was shocked by Hu Huahua's shamelessness or shocked by the news that he had been transformed.

"You tell your uncle that my sister has been captured by the villains and is going to be sacrificed to heaven. Mom asked him to come back. ”

Hu Zhuzhu was even more shocked: "Hu Nuan was arrested? ”

The opportunity to find Shui Xin and no one to monitor him told him that Shui Xin was shocked: "My nephew dares to catch it!" ”

Hu Zhuzhu mercilessly despised her: "When you are a monk with them, you don't dare to show your true face in front of outsiders, the ghost knows that she is your nephew." ”

Shui Xin flicked a little spiritual power and smashed him: "You thief bird!" ”

Hu Zhuzhu flipped her wings and bounced away that bit of spiritual power, and suddenly became depressed: "Huahua has turned into a human form." ”

Shui Xin raised an eyebrow.

Hu Zhuzhu didn't wait for him to speak, the words in his stomach were embarrassed to say, and he flew away angrily, but he didn't go far, his back to him, sulking.

Shui Xincai smiled bitterly and said to himself: "If you want to be able to speak and fruit, you can show your old face." Shapeshifting Grass - What else do you want to do with your face, if it weren't for this face, I wouldn't be imprisoned here. ”

So he asked the patriarch of Qingluan and said bluntly: "The poor monk wants to turn into a relationship." ”

The patriarch of Qingluan liked him when he saw his face as dignified as a water Buddha, what a contradictory beauty. Be in a good mood.

"What is the reason for the little master's transformation?"

If it's just an ordinary treasure, give it to him.

Shui Xin was slightly ashamed: "Transformation grass." ”

The patriarch of Qingluan was stunned, what do you want that worthless broken grass to do?

Qingluan is a high-level demon clan, with the ability to transform and be born, and after growing out of the shell, it can transform into a human form. Morphing grass is never needed. On the contrary, there are more metamorphosis grasses in the Qingluan tribe. Weeds on the side of the road.

"Oh, for that little derpy?" Patriarch Qingluan didn't think Shui Xin's request was too much, she really didn't pay attention to it, "How old is he, it's better to fly with wings when he turns into a human form, and he will take care of you to take care of him." ”

The patriarch of Qingluan was slightly embarrassed: "Transformation grass - who goes out with that kind of thing that is not needed." You should have said earlier, there are many at the bottom. Why didn't he eat it himself? And no one cares. ”

Bang, Shuixin's heart is about to break. Stupid bird, don't you know how to be flexible? How many missed opportunities!

Hu Zhuzhu: I didn't expect the boss to transform so early.

Fortunately, the Qingluan patriarch was willing to ask more for Shui Xin's face: "Which of you has the Transformation Grass?" ”

Ask the waitress.

The waitresses looked at each other, and one of them said, "I'll ask." ”

The Qingluan patriarch nodded his chin at Shui Xin and motioned for him to sit on the opposite side of the chess game.

Shui Xin sat down obediently, otherwise could he resist? just said: "My chess skills are so poor, and the aggrieved patriarch is willing to endure it." ”

The Qingluan patriarch smiled: "It's okay, I'll teach you slowly." When I was young, I went to the mortal realm to play, and it took me a long time to learn. ”

Shui Xin is not modest, his chess skills can only find a sense of existence in front of Hu Qing. A long time ago, some people said that his chess style was too murderous, and it was difficult for him to achieve a Buddha's heart. After that, he stopped playing chess, and he didn't reveal his true chess style.

After a while, the two of them fell dozens of sons, and the maid came back, holding a wide straw green bracelet: "Patriarch, only this one, is Jing Yu idle to make a bracelet and play with it." ”

The upper and lower edges of the two-inch-wide bracelet are finely braided, and there is a hollow pattern in the middle, which is very delicate.

The patriarch of Qingluan only glanced at it and motioned to give the grass bracelet to Shui Xin.

Shui Xin took it, nodded and thanked the maid, and thanked the patriarch of Qingluan, stuffed the bracelet, and still fell steadily.

Dozens of sons fell, and a maid came in to report: "The Peacock King and the Spirit Eagle King both want to visit the patriarch." ”

Patriarch Qingluan's face was pale: "I don't see it." ”

The waitress retreated.

Shui Xin looked out.

"You're not paying attention."

Shui Xin pinched a child, very puzzled: "So many people are here?" Are you sure it's not your demon clan's grand event? ”

The Qingluan patriarch raised his eyes: "What do you want to know?" ”

Shui Xin shook his head: "You don't need to know anything." ”

After saying that, he concentrated on the child, and sure enough, he was just curious.

The patriarch of Qingluan thought about it, and this matter had nothing to do with him, so he said: "Before, I just came to see the excitement, but now that so many demon clans have come, it can be seen that there are things I don't know. ”

"If you want to know, I'll ask someone to inquire." She said so.

Shui Xin looked at her, his eyes were calm and implicitly persistent: "The little monk just wants to know if there will be human races in this grand event, and whether many human races will lose their lives." ”

The Qingluan patriarch stared into his eyes and slowly spit out a word: "Yes." ”

So, what are you going to do?

Shui Xin clasped his hands together and bowed his head: "Thank you to the female benefactor for your hospitality, the little monk has the responsibility to go." ”

The patriarch of Qingluan looked at his indifferent and faintly compassionate appearance at this moment, and admired in his heart, such a face to make the appearance of a Buddha is really - attractive.

"What if I don't allow it?"

Shui Xin: "The little monk was born to endure the suffering of the world. If you don't die, you will be a guest in the clan again. ”

He looked at the Qingluan patriarch seriously, this was a promise. Unlike the last time he was forcibly taken away, the next time - if she let him go to fulfill his destiny - next time, he would come on his own initiative.

The Qingluan patriarch asked again: "What if I don't allow it?" ”

Shui Xin is still calm: "At this moment, the patriarch can peel off the little monk's face." ”

"You-"

The Qingluan clan is angry, will a dead face that has lost its vitality be rare? You're threatening me!

Shui Xin's calm appearance seemed to say: Let's do it, you don't need to leave an inch of face for the little monk.

The face of the patriarch of Qingluan was obviously gone, and his anger dissipated: "Alas, if you are not a monk, if you don't practice Buddhism, this face will not be interesting." ”

Shui Xin: How obsessed you are with this face.

She said, "Well, I promise you, if you still want to go, I'll let you go." ”

Shui Xin sincerely thanked: "The patriarch understands the righteousness. ”

The patriarch of Qingluan lost the chess pieces in his hand: "Your chess is too boring, I will teach you in the future." ”

"Thank you, Patriarch."

(End of chapter)