The villain BOSS of the fast crossing system is coming

Chapter 1500: Flower God from Heaven (6)

There are not so many reasons for the demons to fight.

Maybe it's because of looking at him more in the crowd.

Mingshu encountered no less than ten fights and fights along the way.

It's nothing to fight between two people, what's terrible is that the fight turns into a big melee.

At this time, almost everyone was blocked and forced to watch.

Like now.

Mingshu lay on Luolian's shoulder, and asked boredly, "When will they finish the fight?"

It's been almost half an hour now!

Fighting and occupying the road is very uncivil, okay!

And it doesn't look good at all!
Bad review!

"Little Flower God is a little patient, such a grand occasion can only be seen once in a hundred years." Luo Xian stood calmly outside the crowd.

With him as the center, there is no living thing in a radius of five meters.

"It's boring." She couldn't play, and she didn't have any snacks.

Glancing at her from the corner of his eye, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he walked over there.

The demons who were fighting in groups stopped when they sensed Luo Qian's approach, and suddenly united front.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Xian's peach blossom eyes were curved into beautiful arcs, "What can I do to participate in the feast of the demons? You are not asking knowingly."

The demons over there are extremely vigilant.

However, the drop of the title was just a matter of raising the sleeves, and the group of people were flew out and smashed on the street.

The small sign flew out of them, Luo Xian stretched out his hand to catch it, "Thank you."

Demon Race: "..."

Luo Xian walked past the crowd.

It was only when the crowd walked away that the crowd began to discuss.

"Who is that?" Most of the demons who participated in the feast of the demons for the first time did not know Luo Xian.

"Down the title."

"Is he a loser?!"

Although I don't know him, I have heard the name.

Who is the title?

More than 400 years ago, this man suddenly appeared in the demon world, and killed twelve demon kings by himself.

The Twelve Demon Kings are the twelve demons who run rampant in the demon world and do a lot of evil, and the demons hate them very much.

Become famous in the first battle.

Afterwards, news of him continued to spread from the devil world, either killing someone so and so, or making enemies with someone...

Anyway, it's not a good reputation in the devil world.

But he is good-looking, and he is the dream lover of many girls and demons.

The demons were originally a bloodthirsty race, and killing so many people would only make the demons think him powerful, not cruel.

Demons...

Not many good things.

Either you die or I die.

Luoxian participated in three demon feasts in total, and he won the championship three times.

He came to participate again this year. The demons who participated in the feast of the demons have no desire to win the championship.

Who can beat him?
After listening all the way, Mingshu had a little understanding of his brilliant achievements.

"Are you so powerful?"

"That's right, Little Flower God, you have to listen to me carefully, I'll cover you."

"Hehe..." I'll just watch you do it!

Mingshu and Luoxian quarreled and walked all the way to the magic city. When they saw good things, Luoxian would really 'buy' them back.

The general pattern is as follows:

Luo Lian: "This is pretty, how much is it?"

Mozu: "...No, no, no money, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you."

Luo Lian: "How embarrassing, how can you not give me money, it's not easy for you to get one, how about..."

Mozu: "No! This is worthless! It's really worthless! I just picked it up, just take it if you like."

Luo title: "Thank you very much."

Mozu: "No thanks, no thanks."

Mingshu held the things he had 'bought' with his title, and remained silent.

He's grabbing it openly.

And it really can't be considered a robbery, because from the beginning to the end, what he said was to buy it, and if someone insisted on giving it to him, what could he do?
This little goblin is stronger than me!

unforgivable.

Mmm, it smells so good.

"Down the title!"

A loud roar from the explosion made Luo Xian stop, and he looked back.

Standing behind him was a burly man with a big hammer on his shoulder, leading a group of vicious younger brothers.

There was a smile on Luo Xian's handsome and extraordinary face, and there were women's exclamation faintly around him.

"Hu Yan." Luo Yan turned around, the hem of his snow-white clothes fluttered, and he asked leisurely, "Is there something wrong?"

The tone was like meeting old friends.

Hu Yan, who was carrying a big hammer, grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and roared ferociously: "How dare you come here!"

"Why don't you dare?" Luo Xian smiled very awkwardly, "Guardian Baqi invited me here, I have to give face."

Huyan's eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

"Well, let's settle the score today." Huyan smashed the hammer on the ground, a crack opened in the ground, and the crack spread to Luolian's feet.

Dropping his eyes on the crack, he smiled inexplicably.

"Ahhh, he looks so pretty when he smiles!"

"I don't know what he looks like on the bed. He is just like those immortals in the Nine Heavens. It's really uncontrollable."

"Really good looking."

"Hee hee, I think..."

The female demon cultivators were unrestrained, shameless, and dared to say anything.

Hua, lying on Luoxian's shoulder, turned around and looked into the crowd.

"Hand over the Promise Cauldron!"

Tiger Flame's roar was accompanied by the spell.

He tapped the ground with his toes, his body flew into the air, the spell fell through, and fell into the crowd behind him, causing a commotion.

The crowd automatically backs away to make room for them.

Hu Yan swung the hammer and rushed towards Luojian with a roar.

As a protector of the Demon Race, Hu Yan's strength should not be underestimated, at least Luo Xian didn't throw people away with a wave of his sleeves.

Instead, he fought seriously.

Mingshu was watching enthusiastically, when he was thrown out suddenly, coupled with the aftermath of the spell, Mingshu was directly thrown far away.

Mingshu: "???"

Luo Xian folded his body to grab her, but was cut off by Hu Yan.

Mingshu fell into the crowd with a snap.

Luo Xian glanced at her, seeing that she was fine, so he gave up his plan to catch her and focused on fighting Hu Yan.

Mingshu moved from the crowd to the edge.

An old-fashioned sigh.

man!
unreliable!
unreliable!
I still have snacks.

... Let's eat dirt.

Mingshu sat in the corner and made a very humane gesture of holding his face.

The title is very conspicuous.

Most of the demons wear dark clothes, and girls wear brighter clothes.

But absolutely no one is dressed in white like him.

As a Demon Race, I don't have any consciousness of the Demon Race.

Mingshu's thoughts were flying wildly, and he suddenly realized that there was a brighter presence in the crowd.

Mr. X!

Ah!
Step through the iron shoes and find nowhere!
That person is deep in the crowd!

The blind Mr. X only watched for a while, then withdrew from the crowd.

Mingshu looked at Luoxian, this little fairy doesn't need her at all.

So Mingshu got up and happily followed Mr. X away.

The more Mingshu looked at that person, the more he felt familiar. Who is this?
A figure flashed through his mind very quickly.

Mingshu Dawu.

The prince of the Nine Heavens, what is he doing here?
That's right, the man Mingshu saw was the prince.

The original owner had been in love for nearly a thousand years, and he was seriously injured to save him, but in the end he wanted to hold the apricot flower flower god to the throne, and married the original owner to His Royal Highness, the prince of the Dragon King of the North Sea.

(End of this chapter)