Everyone dislikes the beautiful little apprentice sister crying, and the heaven is panicked

Jiumo seldom laughs.

The only person who can make Jiumo laugh...is probably Zhuang Yaohua.

Next to him, Hu Jin was roasting a chicken for Zhuang Yaohua, and a burnt smell emanated from his hands.

He twitched his lips and said to Zhuang Yaohua, "Yaoyao, the chicken is confused."

"The chicken that Senior Brother roasted for you is much better than the one that Third Brother roasted for you. I'll ask Senior Brother to come back and roast a chicken for you later."

Senior Brother Qi Han is busy guarding the Seven Killings Pond and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back.

Zhuang Yaohua smiled.

After Hu Jin came out of the Seven Kill Pond, he handed over all matters concerning the Seven Kill Pond to Qi Han, because he could trust Qi Han, but he could not trust others... himself.

After Hu Jin handed over everything to Qi Han, he could return to Changsheng Sword Gate to accompany Zhuang Yaohua. He thought this was pretty good.

The demon king did not scold Hu Jin for not doing his job. It was when the demons were fighting, and he, a little demon king, ran away.

The people at Changsheng Sword Gate were at war, and this side became the main battlefield.

It would be fine if the Demon King didn't come to help in person, but letting the Little Demon King stay here all the time is also a token of the demon clan's care.

Everyone can tell in a blink of an eye: We have placed the little demon king in your sect to help you do things.

Even his own grandson was released, and everyone in the immortal cultivation world knew that they and the demon world had a relationship of mutual trust.

Fox Jin threw the burnt chicken aside with some frustration, "I don't want this one!"

Zhuang Yaohua took the chicken back, took a look at it, and found that there were still some edible parts, so he shaved off those edible parts.

He originally wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but was knocked away by Fox Jin.

he said with a frown.

“Yaoyao, how can you eat something so mushy?!”

"

If you eat it, it might be bad for your health! I'd better bake another one for you."

"..."

Zhuang Yaohua was stunned, then stuffed the replaced meat into his storage bag.

When Fox Jin roasted another one and found that it was burnt again, Zhuang Yaohua repeated the previous action.

Hu Jin didn't believe it, so he roasted another one, but it was still burnt.

They went back and forth, but after two hours they still hadn't managed to roast a tasty chicken.

Finally, Jiumo couldn't bear it anymore, and he spoke directly to Hu Jin and Zhuang Yaohua.

"When I came here, Senior Brother stuffed some roasted chicken into my space. I just took it out directly."

"..."

Hu Jin was stunned for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Why didn't you say this earlier?!"

The second brother curled his lips helplessly, "You didn't let me say it either."

Moreover, Hu Jin tried to roast the chicken again and again, and he felt embarrassed to interrupt Hu Jin's actions.

Fox Jin muttered, "Before... I was pretty good at roasting chicken, but who knows why my skills have become so rusty and so bad now."

"Is it because I've been the Little Demon King for too long that this is the case?"

Zhuang Yaohua blinked at Hu Jin and made fun of him with a smile.

"After you become the Little Demon King, you don't need to roast chicken anymore. People from your demon world will roast chicken for you."

"!!!"

When Hu Jin heard this, his face turned red all of a sudden. He couldn't help but glare at Zhuang Yaohua, "You little girl! How dare you tease me!"

Zhuang Yaohua chuckled twice.

Afterwards, they heard a cheerful voice coming from behind them, which was very familiar to them.

"Wow, you guys are really romantic! You're roasting a chicken here."

It was the voice of Monk Wujian.

Everyone turned to look at Monk Wu Jian.

At this moment, they were at the bottom of the Cliff of Heavenly Punishment. They were guarding the bottom of the cliff while roasting chickens. Other disciples nearby were also roasting food.

Hearing the noise, the disciples retreated in fear.

After all, Monk Wujian is a member of the demon clan. Even if Monk Wujian is against the immortals, the demonic aura on his body can make the disciples of the immortal world feel a suppressive force in their blood.

Monk Wujian walked to Zhuang Yaohua with a smile, as if no one was around, sat down next to her, and touched the Mingyin sword.

He smiled at Zhuang Yaohua and said, "How is it? Does the roast chicken taste good?"

Zhuang Yaohua thought about it, and finally gave Hu Jin some face, and said with a smile: "It tastes really good, we ate one after another!"

Hehe, that means they roasted one after another.

Fox Jin blushed again.

Monk Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and took a look at the chicken bones beside him. Many of them were roasted black. Zhuang Yaohua did not put the roasted meat into his storage bag.

He roughly understood that the boy probably didn't roast the chicken well, but he didn't say it directly. He just smiled and said to Zhuang Yaohua.

"Okay, okay, you brothers are really good at roasting chicken."

"I'll try it too."

Zhuang Yaohua nodded with a smile, and together with Jiumo and the others took out the senior brother's roast chicken, roasted it together, heated it up, took it out, and ate it directly.

Monk Wu Jian was very happy with the food, "This tastes good."

Jiumo, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but ask, "Can monks eat chicken?"

"of course."

Monk Wu Jian answered as a matter of course.

"Don't mention that I was a monk from the Posuo Temple hundreds of years ago. Even the monks of the Jiyi Temple today can eat roasted chicken."

Zhuang Yaohua thought of King Kong and nodded and said, "Eat if you want."

Anyway, he is a member of the demon clan, so no one dares to say anything even if he kills someone.

What's more, what about eating a roast chicken?

Monk Wu Jian ate with great relish. He ate even more than Zhuang Yaohua and said with a smile, "This meat tastes great!"

"By the way, I have one more thing I want to tell you."

"You were so busy eating meat that you almost forgot about the important things. It was your leader who asked me to tell you that the three of you should go to the sect's main hall immediately."

As Monk Wu Jian spoke, his expression became serious: "You may not know that the Demon King suddenly attacked everyone in the Seven Killing Pond!"

"They brought a lot of soldiers and attacked the demon world without regard for their lives! They said they were looking for someone."

"This person is Leng Xuanji from the Hengwu Sect. The Demon King said that Leng Xuanji is the little demon king of their demon world."

"Now, the entire Hengwu Sect has been detained by our immortal cultivation world, and Leng Xuanji was naturally arrested as well. When the Demon King heard the news, he went crazy."

"People are frantically attacking the demon world and the immortal world. Let's release Leng Xuanji quickly!"

As Monk Wujian spoke, a hint of curiosity flashed across his brows.

"Is it true? Leng Xuanji is the little devil?"

Jiumo was stunned. He pursed his lips and said, "Yes."

Zhuang Yaohua was happy, "Yes, it's fake. He is not the little devil. The real little devil is..."