Sunset.

The deep courtyard is heavy, and the blue clouds are rising.

The weeping vines on the wall are small, full of small flowers, white like snow, mixed with green leaves.

The wind blows, the leaves rattle, and the flowers are colored.

Two or three small maids stood in the corner, and when they heard the faint sound of chanting in the pavilion not far away, they covered their mouths and chuckled, and whispered.

"Oh, the little master is chanting again. ”

"yes, yes. ”

"Why does the little master like chanting so much,"

"I don't know, the old lady is in a hurry. ”

"But no, the little young master eats fasting and recites Buddha, and doesn't look for a daughter-in-law, how can the old woman not be in a hurry?"

Three little girls, you say a word to me, and you speak cheerfully.

It seems that they usually don't say less about such small words.

Further on, repair bamboo poles, around a small pavilion, the light of the sky from the glass window slanted down, shining inside, in the pavilion, sat a delicate young man, looked sixteen or seventeen years old, fair skin, not very old, but sitting there, giving people an indescribable charm.

When he recites the Buddhist scriptures, there seems to be a golden swastika between his eyebrows, and in the whole pavilion, there are sacred, pure, compassionate, detached, and at ease.

The gray-haired old woman stood outside on crutches, quietly looking at her little son, every time she saw this scene, she felt an inexplicable discomfort, as if the pavilion was not her little son who had been safe and stable since childhood, but the big Buddha statue she saw in the temple when she saw incense.

"Hey,"

The old woman looked at it for a long time, her lips moved, but she did not persuade again, she sighed lowly, turned slowly with the support of the maid beside her, and then left.

As the sun set, shining on this always resolute old woman, the shadow was elongated, looking a little lonely and helpless.

Even if it is really the reincarnation of the enlightened Buddha, some people will be happy, and some people will be afraid, but more people just want their sons to study their duty, and then marry a wife and have children, and live a peaceful and prosperous life.

Buddha is very important to some people, and to others, he is as light as a feather.

The young man in the pavilion didn't know it at all, and he was still reciting the scriptures, earnest and religious.

North Ju Luzhou, Chongyin Mountain, Eight Desolate Caves.

The floor is nearly loose, and the curtain hangs low.

The light rain hits the plantain and makes a sound, and if the pipa is plucked, one after another.

Li Yuanfeng sat inside, his posture was tall, his eyes were green, he didn't have the calmness when he was in the heavenly court, and the whole person gave people an arrogant, domineering, and fierce atmosphere, and it was far away, which made people shudder.

is no longer the well-behaved Seven Killing Star King, but the Great Demon King who kills people and is moody at every turn in Beiju Luzhou!

At this time, Li Yuanfeng made a move and got the letter from the Demon Master Palace and Gou Chen Palace, and read it carefully twice before he smiled lightly, powerful people are really good, much better than fighting alone, there will really be an uncontrollable situation in the future, and there will be big bosses coming out of the way.

"Since the Demon Master Palace asked me to let go of my hands and feet, Emperor Gou Chen also said that I would be demoted to the lower realm anyway, and I could toss it,"

Li Yuanfeng's miserable green eyes shone with a dangerous light, and he smiled and said, "You can't waste this opportunity." ”

"So,"

Li Yuanfeng stared, raised his head, and let go of his hand, let's have a show.

After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, Bisha Cool Breeze walked in, long purple hair tied into a loose ponytail, delicate makeup, a very low white tight skirt on the upper body, half exposed, pure white stockings underneath, more and more slender legs, she carried her own black sickle on her shoulder, black and white, a little wild in her sexy, came to Li Yuanfeng, and said, "When will you do it?"

As a woman who is also from the Shura Sea, Bisha Liangfeng does not have the fairy disease like the Iron Fan Princess, she is an orthodox blood sea person, loves to fight, likes the strong, and craves power.

"It's better to hit the day than to hit the day, right now. ”

Li Yuanfeng tilted his head slightly, looked at the tall and beautiful woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this time the movement will not be small, and it will be very lively when the time comes." ”

"It's good to be lively. ”

Carrying a black sickle and white gauze gloves embroidered with fine lines on his arms, Bisha Liangfeng asked, "Let's go?"

"Let's go,"

Li Yuanfeng issued an order in advance, and when he and Bisha Liangfeng walked out of the Eight Desolate Caves side by side, on Chongyin Mountain, the demon soldiers and demon generals who had been prepared for a long time stood neatly, and at the front was the demon king, wearing armor and holding a sharp blade, under the sun, the cold light flickered, and the killing machine was clear.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were cold, he looked at the demon soldiers and demon generals under his command, his voice was very loud, like thunder, and said: "From today on, from now on, this king will lead you to set off a gust of wind and thunder in Beiju Luzhou and even Beihai, conquer all the territory, and establish a complete demon kingdom." ”

After the demon soldier demon general was trained, he did not shout as before, but took the blade in his hand and kept pausing on the ground, one long and two short, full of momentum.

"Let's go. ”

After Li Yuanfeng finished speaking, together with Bisha Liangfeng, he got on the gorgeously decorated cloud car, and then six vicious strange birds pulled it, boomed, and flew out.

North Ju Luzhou, Caiyun Cave Mansion.

The stone bones are craggy, and they are thousands of feet high.

At first glance, the forest stands like a sword, shining in all directions.

I don't know how many strange pines are overgrown, and wild birds inhabit them, making quarking sounds.

Two or three demon kings were in the cave, drinking happily.

Yun Tianwang is not tall, wearing a half-body armor and a large knife hanging from his waist, and is slowly drinking the lamb belly soup in the treasure cup, this lamb belly soup is washed with selected lamb tripe, boiled and shredded, simmered in the original soup, and added pepper and vinegar, the taste is very good.

He drank one gulp, his eyes narrowing in comfort.

"It's really comfortable,"

King Yuntian looked at the warm stove in the cave, and tasted the delicious taste in his mouth, the whole person was about to fly, in the past, he was also a demon king, but in Beiju Luzhou, his subordinates are all stupid guys with thick black and big ones, you can fight and kill, but you don't have to think about cooking or anything, life is called a difference, and you have to be careful of other demon kings from time to time, it is also painful.

And now, since taking refuge in the Dragon Palace, not only has the protection of the Dragon Palace, other demon kings dare not attack, but also clothing, food, housing and transportation, very exquisite, after all, the Dragon Palace has a long heritage, and it is not comparable to the mud-legged barbarian demon king of Beiju Luzhou.

The other demon kings are also comfortable, with bulging stomachs.

Only the last demon king from the water tribe was a little contemptuous when he saw them like this, but he had the mind, covered up the different colors, and didn't speak.

At this time, suddenly, the three demon kings heard the rolling thunder, and then the brutal power fell from the sky, and forcibly lifted the top of the cave, and the demon kings who were eating, drinking and having fun raised their heads in horror, and the purpose was the demon soldiers and demon generals who came from the sky.