The beast demon turned over for the eleventh time, and finally admitted that it was impossible for him to fall asleep tonight.

This was the first time in his life that he had lost sleep, and before that, even if he had to fight the next day, he could fall asleep and sleep at dawn.

"Ah, his grandmother's. Lao Bang expressed his hatred for insomnia.

The other demons in the cave slept soundly, snoring one after another, like a group of frogs competing with their voices. Lao Bang really wished they were all frogs, so that he could stomp two or three to death with one foot, and at most three to solve the problem.

After a while, he felt that the cause of his insomnia had nothing to do with these snoring, so he simply sat up, held his head and pondered, gradually understanding what the crux was.

"His grandmother's, I'm a beast demon. Lao Bang scolded again, his voice was louder, and the demon clan on the couch next door stopped snoring and said something vaguely. Lao Bang clenched his fists, thinking that he might fall asleep after a fight, but the demon clan soon snored thunderously again, and didn't give him a chance to get angry.

This has to be solved, and once you feel the need to do something, it will soon become a must-do.

He put on his armor and boots and walked out of the cave, when a demon woke up and asked in a blank voice, "What are you going to do?"

"Go and die. Lao Bang replied angrily that he didn't want to fight anymore.

The demon clan who asked was stunned, closed his eyes and fell asleep again, feeling that it was not particularly strange for Lao Bang to "go to find death."

Although the camp was built on a leeward slope, it was still not allowed to light a fire at night, and it was pitch black all around, and Lao Bu didn't care, his eyesight was very good, as long as there was a little light, he could see far away, not to mention that the moon was round and bright tonight.

"Who?" asked from the shadows at the camp gate.

Lao Bu roared in the beast language of his own clan, and the other party immediately stopped squeaking. He didn't necessarily understand the roar, he just didn't want to argue with a real beast demon.

The old bump went up the slope and walked towards the demon camp. Ten days ago, he fought with a few spirit demons, but he didn't win, and he was kicked out, in fact, he was already very restrained, but the demon pill made him feel good, and he had to shake his fist to express it.

He felt that it was a small thing, not even worth remembering. But the spirit demon doesn't see it that way, they are always polite to each other, even when Jin Tuan was the king, he never shouted at any spirit demon, let alone fought.

"After the fight, you actually hold a grudge, how can you still look like a demon clan?" Lao Bang whispered to himself indignantly, "Besides, I was the one who was beaten." ”

Lao Bang felt that it was very unfair, of course, he had to admit that he started the fight. And there is no reason, just itchy heart and itchy hands.

A young sandalwood demon stood in the way of the camp entrance, and like most spirit demons, he didn't like to get dressed. Two pieces of animal skins were wrapped around his body, barefoot and shirtless, revealing most of his chest - the spirit demon was as polite as a Taoist priest, but it was more shabby than the most savage demon clan.

"I'm going in. The old man waved his arm. I feel that my words have been made clear.

"You're not welcome here. ”

"I didn't let you welcome me. Lao Bang was a little surprised, but his footsteps didn't stop, "You just get out of the way." ”

The sandalwood demon didn't move.

Knowing that the spirit demon is dissatisfied with himself because of the fight. Lao Bang wanted to fight even more, and smashed it with a punch, he didn't know what it meant to be fifty percent or eighty percent powerful, as long as he punched, he would go all out.

The sandalwood demon is two heads shorter than Lao Bang, and he has lost a circle, but his strength is not weak at all, they were born with great strength when they were still spirit beasts, and after turning into demons, they are far stronger than ordinary demon clans.

Neither of the two demons said a word, just like you punched and I kicked out, and the fists and feet fell on the body and thumped, like a wooden mallet wrapped in thick cloth hitting the leather drum.

Lao Bang is by no means the strongest demon clan, he has one advantage, he is resistant to fighting, not afraid of pain, the harder the opponent's fist, the straighter he stands, the longer he stands.

The sandalwood demon was tired, and felt that what he hit was not a living creature at all, it was a demon-shaped sandbag, even if it was useless to fight all night, "Stop." He stopped first, took a few steps back, "Who are you looking for?"

Lao Bang had long forgotten his original purpose, and happily chased after him, "I'll look for you, come, let's continue fighting." ”

The sandalwood demon shook his head, he didn't raise his hand, but the old man was not interested, "You didn't die, and you didn't fall, why didn't you fight?"

The sandalwood demon just shook his head, "Tell me who you want to find, I'll call you." ”

Lao Bang scratched his head and felt a heart-piercing pain, only then did he realize that the back of his hand was swollen, "I want to see the Spirit King." ”

"It's the middle of the night, can't you see you during the day?"

"No, that's now, if you don't report it, I'll call it myself. ”

The old man was angry and sank into the dantian, and as soon as he called out the word "spirit", the sandalwood demon hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't call it, don't call it, I'll go and report it to you." ”

Lao Bang grinned, stretched out his hand and slapped it on the shoulder of the sandalwood demon, "That's right, let's fight another day." What did you kid make of? It hurt my hands, and you didn't do anything at all. ”

The sandalwood demon snorted coldly, turned around and walked to the depths of the camp, and hurriedly rubbed his body and face a few times when he went around a hole in the ground, he was not "nothing", but it hurt terribly.

Lao Bang stood at the gate of the camp and waited, thinking that it was better to be here, although the spirit demons are a little sissy, but they are not weak at all when they really fight, and they are very serious in what they do, even the holes dug out are neatly arranged and the size is the same, unlike ordinary demon clans, just find a place to excavate, erect a few skeletons, lay a few wooden planks on the top of the cave.

One spirit demon went to report the news, and two spirit demons walked back.

Lao Bump waved his hand at Jin Tuan, and said with a smile: "Lao Jin, why did you come out?"

As a brocade-tailed horse, Jin Tuan is only six or seven years old, which is equivalent to eighteen or nineteen years old for human beings, and his temperament and character are indeed consistent with this age.

Lao Bang didn't even see the trick of Jintuan, and his huge body was already embedded in the snow. He just lay down like this for a while, stood up, and didn't ask why, raised his fist and hit again.

Jin Tuan is not an ordinary spirit demon, the strength is much greater than Lao Bang, falling him is as easy as turning over a pancake on a frying pan, Lao Bang has almost no power to fight back, but he will not admit defeat. It will not lie in the snow and play tricks, get up when you fall, and get up again, every time you get up, you are in a desperate posture.

Jin Tuan was born with a few kinds of witchcraft, but he didn't want to kill Lao Bang, he just wanted to teach him a lesson, so that he could retreat, and as a result, he fell seventeen times in a row, and instead of letting the beast demon retreat, he smashed the snow at the gate of the camp into a big hole.

"The Spirit King is resting. Nobody was seen. Jin Tuan said angrily, and the sandalwood demon next to him made a "I told you earlier" look.

Lao Bang was actually a little dizzy, but he was still not convinced, "You didn't ask again, how do you know that the Spirit King doesn't see me?" Don't think that you can be favored in front of the Spirit King if you look like a seeker, I will sue you ......."

The old crash flew into the sky, and then fell heavily on the snow with a thud. smashed out a humanoid pit, and didn't get up for a long time.

What he said just now greatly offended Jin Tuan.

Jin Tuan's face was pale, and a few puffs of black smoke came out of his nostrils, if he started a little harder. The beast demon will be lying at the gate of the camp.

After all, the fight at the door woke up the spirit demon in the camp, and the old sandalwood sheep demon named Sandalwood Burner by Yang Qingyin came over, stroked a handful of black beard and said, "The spirit king wants to see him." ”

When Jin Tuan and the young sandalwood demon lifted Lao Bang up, he was actually laughing. "Wouldn't it be easier to report earlier?"

Yang Qingyin heard the noise outside early in the morning, and found that even Jintuan couldn't send the old man away, so he decided to meet this beast demon.

She lives in a snow cave like a goblin. It's just that the inside is arranged by magic, spacious and bright, warm and comfortable, without the shadow of snow, and there are many small objects sent by female demons, most of which are beautifully carved bone ornaments and horns.

Lao Bang himself was able to stand up again, stood in the snow cave of the Spirit King and looked around, and exclaimed: "It's really beautiful, can you fall asleep in this kind of place?"

Ten spirit demons, including Jin Tuan, were lined up on both sides, and Yang Qingyin sat on a bearskin chair, looking at the beast demon with a blue nose and swollen face, "Give you a chance, let's talk." What a thing, I forgive you, I hung your head at the camp gate. ”

Lao Bang touched his neck, although it was an honor to hang his head on the camp gate, he still preferred to have his head on himself, "Forgive me what?"

"Forgive you for trespassing on the camp. ”

"I didn't break in, I waited at the door honestly, it was him, and he refused to report to me. Spirit King, I think you should really change to a few smarter spirit demons to guard the door. ”

Jin Tuan was about to get angry again, and the old demon sandalwood burner spoke: "Old Bang, the Spirit King gives you a chance, you have something to say, it's so late......"

"yes, everybody still needs to sleep. Lao Bang seemed to have just remembered this, and he laughed twice to apologize, and then put away his smile and said, "Mu Xingqiu went to worship Moon Mountain?"

"Not yet, he didn't set out until dawn. Yang Qingyin didn't expect Lao Bu to insist on seeing him, and he was talking about Mu Xingqiu.

"Spirit King, you have to tell him that he can't go. ”

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, "You go and sue him yourself, why are you looking for me?"

"I can't enter the Taoist camp, and they don't have a gatekeeper there, so they can't find an opponent in a fight. ”

The guards of the Taoist camp are actually very tight, and ordinary demon clans can't find the portal at all.

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, "Why can't he go to Worship Moon Mountain?"

Lao Bang sighed, "I'm a demon clan, I shouldn't have said these things, but...... Mu Xingqiu is not easy, and I don't want to see him fall into a trap. ”

"Trap?"

"I've heard some rumors that the Strange Historian is trapped in the Golem, and whoever can rescue him will not only get the Golem, but also get the Demon Magic. I also heard that the Ice City Demon Clan had actually discussed with the Wolf Demon a long time ago to trap Mu Xingqiu in the Moon Worship Mountain Cave Mansion, and then exchange him for a golem. ”

Yang Qingyin stared at Lao Bang, sure that this beast demon would not lie, and suddenly stood up, "You guys guard the camp, I'm going to Baiyue Mountain." ”

Yang Qingyin's body was extremely fast, and he swept past Lao Bang, and before he could react, the figure had disappeared.

"Why did the Spirit King go to worship Moon Mountain, wouldn't it be good to remind Mu Xingqiu to say nothing?"

"The Spirit King lied, Mu Xingqiu had already gone to Baiyue Mountain. Sandalwood Burner stroked his beard and said, immediately guessing what was going on, and then threw a look at the brocade.

This glance is both asking and persecution.

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