The handful of fluff came here, and finally fulfilled its mission, and the air that engulfed it disappeared, and the hairball swirled slowly and slowly to the front of the cave.

Bihua leaned over to pick up the puff, put it away, and stood alone on the stone platform.

Her sideburns were messy at the moment, her dress was tattered, covered with broken branches and leaves, and her face was covered with a layer of gray, black and white, and some of her original beautiful face could not be seen.

This cave doesn't look like a human habitation, but it should be a nest for some kind of bird.

Bihua raised her hand, habitually trying to tidy up her appearance, but suddenly remembered that there was no one else here, and she didn't have to care about her image.

When you look at it, you can see the sea of clouds outside the stone platform, with the wind surging, except for the vast white clouds everywhere, there is nothing else, which makes people feel relieved physically and mentally.

In the sect, she must always pay attention to maintaining her personality, and she must not describe her behavior as she wants now, and after a long time, even she herself almost forgot what she looked like in her previous life.

This will finally fall into a deserted place, a person is free, Bihua glanced left and right, and couldn't help but float his mind.

She played with her heart, thinking that she was so embarrassed now, and it didn't hurt to simply collapse the person, so she crossed her waist and shouted towards the cave in front of her:

"Oh, you demon, you dare to hurt our national treasure, quickly hand over the little roll, confess leniently, and resist strictly!"

These words were purely Bihua's own amusement, she never thought that the things in the cave would understand what she was saying.

In order to force out what was hidden inside, Bi Hua took out his own ice sword, the blade was unsheathed, and the original smooth sword body was covered with fine cracks, but the magic weapon on the ground level was still pressing.

The material of the Ice Sword was made from the Ten Thousand Years of Ice in the Far North, and Bihua did not deliberately restrain it, and the cold air of the sword itself caused a thin layer of ice to form on the surrounding stones.

Bihua wanted to use the coercion of the Ice Sword to force the demon beast out of the cave, intimidate and intimidate it, and make it obediently hand over Xiao Rolling.

"Who are you to dare to make a big fuss in front of my cave!" a muffled voice came out of the cave.

“......”

Bihua's expression froze suddenly.

That's embarrassing.

She took it for granted that living in such a cave must not be human, so she let go of her shame and set herself up.

The demon clan must at least cultivate the demon pill before it has the ability to speak, there is no aura here, and the demon beast should not be able to practice.

That's why she felt that there should be ordinary demon beasts in the cave, but she didn't expect the other party to be able to understand human language, which is different from Da Rolling, an animal that is only strong in spirituality and is still a beast in nature.

The demon beast that cultivated the demon pill has already escaped from the category of beasts.

In the country of spirit beasts, demon beasts that can speak human language must at least reach the fifth order or above, and the realm of fifth-order demon beasts converted into human monks is the Jindan period, which is called demon cultivation by the immortal cultivation world, and the demon cultivators who cultivate human form are equivalent to the Yuanying real people among the human monks.

There is a tenth-order ice spirit beast in the secret place of the Jiuning Mountain Sect, which is a spirit beast raised by the ancestor back then, and its status is higher than that of ordinary elders.

I didn't expect that there was a demon cultivator living in this inconspicuous cave.

In Bihua's concept, demon beasts that can speak human words and turn into human form are not much different from people.

Now that he said such cruel words in front of the other party's cave mansion, Bihua couldn't wait to delete the paragraph just now and start again.

It doesn't matter if she is embarrassed or not, the key is that the demon beast that has cultivated into the demon pill can not be resisted by a monk in her mere qi refining period, not to mention that her cultivation is now completely nothing, and there is no difference between her and mortals.

Standing in front of the cave mansion, it was too late to escape, not to mention that Bihua also promised to bring his children back.

It seems that after the other party comes forward, we can only try to persuade and lure it to return the rolling cubs.

Just as she was thinking this, a cold gust of wind with a faint fishy smell rushed towards her, and a snake demon with a male head emerged from the cave.

Its upper body is the image of a man, with long dark red hair, a feminine and handsome face, red eyes, but green pupils, and the lower body is a narrow snake body with a diameter of three feet thick, a pair of wings on its back, dark red patterns on its turquoise scales, and its tail whips the ground impatiently, and the stone platform under it is cracked with a few traces.

This is a vermilion snake.

The big snake stared at Bihua with slanted eyes, feeling the pressure of the Ice Sword, and his eyes were vigilant.

It's weird.

When Bihua saw the whole picture of the snake demon, she was secretly surprised in her heart.

Generally speaking, the demon beast must be at least the fifth order, refining the horizontal bones, and cultivating the demon pill before it can speak, this snake demon qi is not strong, not to mention the coercion of the Jindan period, even the demon beasts in the middle stage of foundation building are slightly inferior.

However, no matter how weak the opponent's qi is, he has no mana, and he fights with it hard, which is really dementia.

Let's see if there is a possibility of reconciliation, but it really doesn't work, and then think of other ways.

Seeing that the tail of the vermilion blue scale snake swept over, sweeping away countless sand and rocks, and was about to draw it on herself, Bihua hurriedly jumped away and said loudly: "This Taoist friend is slow!"

She had already changed into a kind and harmless expression at this moment, and smiled gently:

"When we first met, we fought and killed, so it was better to sit down and communicate. ”

"I was rescued by the mother of the white slang that your Excellency took away, and promised it to come to save its child, for the sake of the same monks, how about giving me a face, maybe I can exchange it with your excellency with something that the Taoist friends are interested in, and redeem the young white sling. ”

This demon cultivator has never seen such a brazen person from the time of enlightenment to the present, who was still shouting and shouting at him at the door of his house just now, seeing that he was not easy to bully, he came to shout to stop, putting on a kind and pleasant appearance, how can there be such a good thing.

It snorted and said in a sullen voice: "You and I are not related, why should I give you a face." ”

Bihua picked up a wisp of green silk swept off the sideburns by the snake demon's tail, and said with a cheeky smile: "Daoyou's words are bad, you and I are both creatures of heaven and earth, maybe they were the same origin thousands of years ago, how can it be said that it is not related or wrong?"

The snake demon stared at a pair of red eyes, looked her up and down, and then said, "Who is your fellow Daoist? Are the Terrans as brazen as you?"

Bihua's skin is worthy of being the first beauty in the immortal cultivation world, even if she is unkempt, when she bends her eyebrows and smiles gently, it is like a pearl breaking through the dirt and bursting out with dazzling peerless brilliance, if it is other monks in the immortal cultivation world, they will inevitably fall into her Yingying smile, however, it has no effect on the snake demon in front of her.

The snake demon grew up on a desert island and was uneducated, and its aesthetics stopped at beasts, and he didn't have much feeling for the appearance of the human race.