The villain is also very good today

Chapter 549 Natural Demons 19
Sacred Monk Dezhen said: "Thanks to everyone's great kindness, I first wrote to you on behalf of my incompetent apprentice. As for the matter of the natural demon seed..."

"How about the natural demon seed, holy monk Dezhen?" someone asked hastily.

"Elder Heyun, please be safe and don't be impatient. Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, listen to the old man."

"The matter of the innate demon-seed is predestined in the dark, and everything is predestined, so there is no need to worry too much. I can guarantee that with my little disciple around, even the innate demon-seed will not cause much disaster to the human race. "

The holy monk Dezhen said a lot, but he didn't say exactly how to deal with that day's born demon.

So the elders of other sects immediately said indignantly on the road after they left the Huguo Temple, "Damn old bald donkey, you've been playing tricks for a long time, and your feelings are fooling us!"

"You can't say that. The holy monk Dezhen may have his own plan."

"What kind of plans can the old bald donkey have? It's just because of having a little bald donkey!" He was born to be the nemesis of the devil seed, didn't that be what the old bald donkey himself said?Whether it is credible or not, who knows?

"Is there his little disciple? I don't see anything special about the little bald donkey next to him. If the natural demon seed really starts to make trouble in the future, what role can a little bald donkey play?"

These words hit the minds of other sect elders.

The talent of all ages is indeed the elite disciples who are selected one in a thousand, or even one in a thousand, in each sect.

But compared to the natural demon seed that can become an old devil in 15 years, the talent is still much worse!
It is said that Wanshi can restrain the demon species...

This face is too big.

Back in the room, the little holy monk of all ages looked at himself in the bronze mirror.

quite satisfied.

Although the face is still a little round, it is much better than before!

If someone tells him right now that he has a big face, he can die with others, believe it or not? !
*
at dusk.

The holy monk Dezhen specially called Wanshi to him and handed him a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Today is your birthday, eat a bowl of Longevity Noodles, just in time."

Human monks, like demons, the higher their cultivation base, the longer their lifespan.Ordinary people live in their fifties or sixties.For those with low cultivation, it is not a problem to live for eight or ninety years.Those with high cultivation bases can make hundreds of them.If the cultivation base is higher, if you become an immortal, you will live forever.

But the aura exuded by ordinary people is always inseparable from their experience.

The holy monk Dezhen has lived for hundreds of years. His whole person looks kind and kind, exuding a calm and peaceful aura, but he is not angry or majestic.

He really loves this little disciple Wan Shi.

Let the holy monk order a bowl of longevity noodles in person, no one else in this world has this kind of treatment.

Wan Shi hugged the noodle bowl: "Master, I want to go back to my room to eat."

"it is good."

"Master..." Wan Shi paused and asked, "What do you think about the natural demon seed?"

The holy monk Dezhen just said gently: "Master has no idea. My Huguo Temple has existed to defend the human race since ancient times. It is harmful to the human race, and it is imperative to eradicate it. If it is not harmful to the human race , Huguo Temple should not deliberately make things difficult for her."

When Wan Shi heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, I'm going back to my room to eat noodles."

"Well, let's go."

Wan Shi went back to his room with the noodle bowl in his arms, but he didn't know that the holy monk Dezhen was behind him, looking deeply at him for a long time.

He has a calm expression, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but no one knows... what is he thinking in his heart.

*
After the little holy monk returned to his room, he habitually ate half of the noodles and kept the other half.

Quietly wait for the night to come...

Waiting for Fanxing to 'come', he pointed to the half bowl of noodles left on the table.

Fan Xing used Wanshi's body to eat his longevity noodles, while bragging——

"Little bald head, you don't know how dangerous I was at that time."

Wan Shi: "How dangerous is it?"

"Super dangerous!"

Wan Shi: "..." If he asks how dangerous the super dangerous is, he is a pig!

"Super dangerous... how dangerous is it?"

Under Wan Shi's "persistence" questioning, Fan Xing danced and told about his experience of thunder disaster.It is as dangerous as it is rendered, and as scary as it is.

"That thunder, it hardened my skin!"

Wan Shi was shocked: ...that is really dangerous.

"At that time, I was cooked! Did you know that it was cooked?" Fan Xing said, "My whole body smells like barbecue!"

Wan Shi: ...It's still burnt, that's really miserable.

"But who is my little Xingxing?" The style of painting gradually began to deviate from here...

"My little star, super powerful, super brave!"

"I took a bite, the meat I roasted myself...suddenly, infinite power burst out..."

Wan Shi squinted his eyes, showing a puzzled and confused expression.

Sou Shen Hao also squinted his eyes at the same time, showing a puzzled and confused expression.

how does it feel...

Does it sound so familiar?
This time, SouShenhao has learned to be smart, and it directly finds it from the novels it has read——

Sure enough, emmmmm...

In its sand sculpture novels, I saw fragments of amputated limbs.

What kind of unlucky brat is this? After the overlord finished his imitation, he quickly stepped into the pit of the stallion hero...

When Wan Shi heard about this little devil, he even dared to eat her own flesh.Immediately, he glanced at his body with a little worry...

Don't she, eat him!
The boss blew higher and higher, blowing the sky to the sky, and finally patted his chest: "I am super powerful, don't you think so?"

Wan Shi looked at Fan Xing who was still very childish, she occupied his body, and made 'him' come alive.

He is usually very calm.

She was as old as him, but compared to him, she was obviously childish.

She became an old demon, and almost all the top powerhouses of the race were shocked by it, and regarded her as a thorn in their side.

And she herself, apart from saying "I'm super powerful", doesn't seem to realize what it means to be an old devil!
So careless, so careless...

"No matter how powerful you are... you should be more careful at ordinary times." Wan Shi reminded hesitantly.

If you don't pay attention, you will be eliminated.

"Be careful?" Fanxing tilted her head, "My little Xingxing is so powerful, why should I be careful?"

"No matter how powerful you are, you still have to worry about people beyond others. There are always people beyond the sky, and there are always people you can't beat."

"People who can't be beaten, why should I fight with him?"

She's not stupid, she can't beat her, of course she won't!

Her father said it all, it's not shameful if she can't be beaten, it's shameful to be a fool.

Wan Shi was so angry that he almost fell on his back.

Some said anxiously: "There is a saying in this world that two fists are hard to defeat with four hands. There is also a saying that it is easy to hide with a sharp spear, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow."

"It means that no matter how powerful a person is, it's hard to stand up to him. Others will join forces to plot against you and bully you. You are a born demon, and there are so many people who want your life..."

(End of this chapter)