Li Bai's "Wuqi Song" is well written: "When Wuqi was on the Gusu platform, Wu Wanggong was drunk. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWu Ge Chu dance is not finished, and Qingshan wants to win half of the day. The silver arrow gold pot leaks a lot, and it looks like the autumn moon falls into the river waves. The East is getting higher and higher!"

It is the loneliness that is longer, and the joyful nights shorter. After Chen Xian came to the Bibotan Dragon Palace at dusk, he and the Bull Demon King, the Jiao Demon King, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King and a dry dragon son and dragon grandson drank and had fun in the Huixian Palace, and watched the singing and dancing of the fish and the girls.

As for the Jiao Demon King's proposal to marry the Princess of All Saints, the Demon King Jiao told it as a joke, because he wanted to say that the Dragon King of All Saints was too anxious, and it was too early and too anxious to start looking for the Princess of All Saints now, and the Bull Demon King was just a lively onlooker, so it was naturally impossible to succeed. And the joke of the Halloween Dragon King to the two is also very simple, after asking the Dragon Po to take out the Halloween Princess, who looks only four or five years old and looks like a porcelain doll, the two demon kings of Niu and Jiao also changed the topic to other directions.

Chen Xian also carefully observed this girl who could silently sneak into the heavenly palace in the future to steal the nine-leaf Lingzhi fairy grass, and found that her eyes were bright and quiet, not like other children, and she was not afraid of people, staring at him with a pair of big black eyes, and ran in front of him, and called him uncle when he opened his mouth.

Okay, Chen Xian responded cheekily, and took out a bunch of candy and stuffed it to Xiao Wansheng, so that she would call it that way in the future, and then looked at the Jiao Demon King with a smile on his face, and saw that the Jiao Demon King's majestic and handsome Jiao face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

However, Chen Xian's cheap uncle didn't last long, under the high-pressure threat of the Jiao Demon King and the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King, Xiao Wansheng finally changed his mind, and he was demoted from an uncle to an elder brother, and he wasted a handful of spiritual candy.

"Come, brother, hug. Chen Xian opened his hands and said to the very cute-looking little Wansheng.

"The queen mother said, 'Men and women don't kiss', we are different from men and women, and we can't let you hug them. After all, Xiao Wansheng has been born for more than ten years, although his physical development is slow, but his mind is almost the same as that of a teenage girl, and he has been trained to be a model of everyone's ladies, a representative of feudal women, where will Chen Xian, the lustful Jiao, hug her, take advantage of her, and eat her tofu, so he firmly refused.

Next door to Marat, one of the eight demon kings of Lao Tzu's dignified alliance, will he still despise you as a little child? It's just that I look cute and want to hug you, as for looking at me with this expression? Seeing the wolf-like expression of the little Wansheng, Chen Xian put away his outstretched hands with some embarrassment, and thought with depression in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Chen Xian wanted to ravage Xiao Wansheng's pink little face, but remembering her sentence "Men and women don't kiss", he had to touch his raised right hand to his nose.

"Little kid!" Chen Xian touched his nose and scolded with an unhappy face, feeling that his handful of spiritual candy might as well be fed to the dog, if she fed the dog, she could also feed a loyal mortal dog into a spirit dog, a demon dog, and a fairy dog!

"Haha......" After seeing Chen Xian's depressed expression, the demons in the Huixian Hall laughed one after another, among them, the Jiao Demon King laughed the most presumptuously, only to see his Jiao's face distorted, and said to the little Wansheng while laughing: "Little sister, yes, that's it, you stay away from him in the future, don't be confused by his candy bomb, he is not a good demon, haha......"

"Second brother, are you so buried in your brother?" Chen Xian snorted angrily to the Jiao Demon King.

Laughing for a while, the demons drank again, seeing that it was getting late, the Bull Demon King, the Jiao Demon King, and Chen Xian got up to say goodbye, out of the Bibo Pond, and said goodbye to the Dragon King of All Saints and other dragon spirits sent to each other, Chen Xian, the Bull Demon King, and the Jiao Demon King said goodbye to each other, each went back to their own homes, and each looked for their mothers.

Looking at the Bull Demon King and Jiao Demon King who were riding the water-clearing golden-eyed beast and a majestic big seal, Chen Xian blew the cool breeze of the summer night alone after eating the dust brought up by the car. He secretly said that it seems that he should also find a mount to pull the wind, how to say that he is also one of the eight kings of righteousness, sonic shock demon realm, it is not a matter of always flying in the sky with two small short legs.

Chen Xian thought about it, originally his contract beast and summoned the monster Black Eagle was a good mount, although he was a little frustrated, but he had the blood of Dapeng, no worse than Ferrari and other sports cars, but his strength was too poor, and it was embarrassing to ride out, he had seen it, except for Sun Wukong, who liked somersaults, and himself, the other six righteous demon kings all had mounts, and in the late stage of the blue and white true immortals, there was even more of a top existence, which made him embarrassed to ride the black eagle out at all.

There are more than 40,000 goblins in Yong'an City, and there is only one mount that meets the identity of the eight demon kings: Lian Xiang! But Chen Xian thought to himself, such a charming goblin can be ridden at night, and even during the day.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xian stomped his feet, and the person rose into the air, and as soon as his body moved, he flew towards the capital of the sacrificial race country one hundred and ten miles away in the northwest, intending to see what level of treasure the relics that could make the nine-headed insect that was comparable to Sun Wukong fight and the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King to stake. This was what he had decided before, but after coming to the neighborhood, he was invited by the Bull Demon King and others to Bibotan to drink, which delayed him for some time.

There is a Jinguang Temple in the sacrificial country, there is a pagoda in Jinguang Temple, the auspicious clouds are shrouded on the pagoda, and the mist rises high; the glow shines at night, and some people have seen it in thousands of miles; the day sprays colorful gas, and the four countries use different visions. Chen Xian didn't ask anyone about where the capital of the sacrificial country was, and he only needed to look at it with his eyes to know its location.

Taking advantage of the dark night, Chen Xian drove the demon wind, like a ghost, sneaked into the capital city of the festival race (a city in Xiniu Hezhou is a country), and landed on the street where the west gate leads directly to the festival palace.

"Huh?" just landed in the city, Chen Xian immediately became suspicious: maybe there is a reason for the existence of relics on the pagoda of Jinguang Temple, this "Tianfu Shenjing, Siyi tribute" of the sacrificial country is very prosperous, the permanent population in the city is about 200,000, and the popularity is strong, the monks of Jindan and Yuanying in general can't exert their strength at all when they arrive in the city, and the demon cultivator is rushed by this blood, I am afraid that it will immediately show its original form, and the ghost cultivation is even more miserable, I am afraid that it will be washed away directly! (Note: The ghosts and gods of Yin who are worshiped by the incense of all the people are blessed by incense, and they are not within the scope of suppression, and the popularity of the newly deceased ghosts is not among them.) ）

Chen Xian estimated that under the impact of this popularity, his strength was suppressed by about one thousandth, and he speculated that if he wanted to be completely unaffected, he must at least have the cultivation of the late stage of the True Immortal.

In addition to suppressing the popularity of the people in the sacrificial city, Chen Xian also felt that the other two forces were hostile to him, but he didn't want to attack indiscriminately like the scattered blood in the city, they were like two sleeping lions, seemingly sleepy, but ready to attack at any time. These two breaths, one from the Imperial Palace of the Saisai Country, and the other from the Jinguang Temple.

Chen Xian opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace of the Sacrifice Country, and saw a three-clawed golden dragon with a body length of 100 zhang and distinct scales and horns in the sky above the imperial city, intimidating Xiaoxiao.

"It turned out to be the human dragon spirit condensed by the people of the Sai Country. After Chen Xian casually swept the three-clawed golden dragon that swam in the air, he moved his gaze to the direction of Jinguang Temple, although this thing was a treasure, it was useless to the monks.

Boom -

Just glanced at Jinguang Temple, Chen Xian's head seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, his mind was concussed, his headache was splitting, his eyes were full of gold stars, and his ears were ringing, although he had a pair of fairy eyes and open spiritual eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Poof!" With a sweet throat, Chen Xian couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of golden blood, and his closed eyes also left two lines of golden blood and tears.

"Awesome ......"