This day is Wang Xian's birthday, and you can pay attention to it before Dongli, so I always remember it.

He got up early in the morning and made a wooden hairpin for Wang Xian, although the workmanship is not precise and looks nondescript, but it is easy for people to recognize it at a glance, not chopsticks.

He didn't expect to give the hairpin to Wang Xian by hand, but he just threw the hairpin into Wang's mansion, if she could pick it up. But looking at the strange thing in his hand, Dongli smiled helplessly, ninety percent of them might have been thrown away as garbage.

But this is the first gift he gave to Wang Xian!

So with the illusion that the young man was a little ignorant, Dongli happily went down the mountain. But halfway up the mountain, a strange frightening bird flying forest made him hesitate. Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, a vicious claw scratched through his shirt.

Dongli touched the hairpin in his arms, but fortunately it didn't fall off. At this time, I have time to look around, good guy, they are all monsters from Qianli Demon Peak, and they are still looking for him from so far away?

What kind of charm is it that makes these people obsessed with him, and they do not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to take his life?

"Dongli?" the owner of the hideous paw just now was the first to walk out, "Wasn't it arrogant before? Why, now you don't dare to be arrogant?"

Dongli was confused, "We haven't seen each other, have we?"

"Huh...... You're a street rat now. When you were crazy at Thousand Miles Demon Peak, you should have thought of this one. ”

Dongli smiled awkwardly, and ran away in the next second. But where could he run away, he was beaten to the ground by a move, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed again.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, why is it so weak and vulnerable. People can spurt blood after a casual beating.

Dongli has been making trouble at Qianli Demon Peak, but it is not unreasonable. Like those who are thinking about harming people, Dongli really saw one by one beating the other. And because of the candle tour, there were a lot of enemies. Now that it's okay, we all know that he has lost his demonic power, and he is like a mortal, which is enough to vent his anger.

As if they had come to humiliate Dongli, a group of demons laughed arrogantly and stomped Dongli's white and clean hands into the dirt, and the bones shattered. Dongli gritted his teeth and said nothing, his eyes showing a fierce light.

"Yo yo yo, Lord Dongli is angry, ahahahaha-"

"Look at him like that, Lao Tzu has long been tired of him. boasted that he had a bit of demonic power, and began to look at himself as high!"

"Candle Tour is no longer useful, isn't it now that we dominate the Thousand Miles Demon Peak?"

The arrogant laughter and pain made Dongli a little dazed, and he struggled to stand up, but was kicked by a demon, and his hair fell off, and his hair was scattered in the air. He was already trembling, but he was still struggling.

"Heh! It's quite tenacious!" Seeing this, a demon was about to raise his foot and kick it again, but before he could put his foot down, it turned into a wisp of red smoke in front of everyone.

Everyone turned around, and a young girl walked slowly with a blood-stained soul whip in her hand, her expression was cold, which made people a little frightened.

Dongli almost jumped up excitedly, smiling and staring at the intact Wang Xian. Before, he had been worried that Candle You's stupid was not light or heavy, what if this cut left Wang Xian with a scar. Well, now that there are no scars, she's still such a good-looking one.

Before the word "Ah Xian" could be shouted, Wang Xian's expression was cold and he recited a trick, and the impressive demon slaying talisman appeared, and the monsters fleeing in all directions were beaten to pieces.

When the surroundings were quiet, Dongli patted the dust on his body vigorously in order to relieve the embarrassment, not knowing that he still had dirt on his face, and looked at Wang Xian with a smile.

Wang Xian turned to face him, and suddenly a slap shattered the smile he had worked so hard to build.

This slap was very hard, Wang Xian himself was a little unstable, and Dongli tilted his head even more, and he didn't turn around for a long time.

"Where's the demonic power?"

Dongli slowly raised his head and saw Wang Xian in tears, and somehow, his heart began to hurt.

"May I ask you what about the demonic power?" Wang Xian's hysterical roar resounded through the bamboo forest, startling Dongli at a loss.

Without the demon power, he didn't feel anything, it was just that it was not convenient to do things. But now there was a person who questioned him loudly, he was actually a bit of a god, like a person who had done something wrong, cowering and not knowing how to excuse himself.

Dongli was facing Wang Xian's crying face, his heart twitched, and he told a big lie. He smiled, laughing awkwardly and reluctantly, as if he was embarrassed, "Demon power, give it to someone else." ”

"For whom?" Wang Xian asked further, "Why do you want to give your demon power to others!?"

Dongli couldn't see Wang Xian's crying expression, so he chose to avoid her question, and took out the hairpin from his arms and handed it to Wang Xian, "Happy birthday, Ah Xian......"

Wang Xian looked at Dongli coldly, slapped the ugly hairpin in his hand to the ground, and turned to leave.