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

Monk Wujian became interested: "Who is it?"

Zhuang Yaohua changed the subject: "Hey, guess!"

Monk Wu Jian was furious: "Damn it, little bitch, how could I have guessed it?!"

"If I could guess that, wouldn't I be the Demon King?!"

Zhuang Yaohua said cheerfully: "I won't tell you anyway."

"But Leng Xuanji is not the real little devil."

"Soon, the Demon King will find out about this."

Monk Wujian touched his chin and asked: "Whether he is the real little devil or not, will it have any impact on this battle?"

Zhuang Yaohua was happy: "Of course it has an impact."

Now Leng Xuanji has been captured by everyone and thrown aside as a spy. If the Demon King wants to rescue him, he must make concessions and negotiate peace with Zhuang Yaohua.

Or like what is happening now, killing everyone just to force Zhuang Yaohua and the others to hand over Leng Xuanji.

"...Should we tell the Demon King about this?"

Zhuang Yaohua and Jiumo looked at each other, and then they both laughed at the same time. It all depended on how the people from Changsheng Sword Sect would discuss it.

If the leader and He Sui Sword Master revealed that Jiumo was the little devil, they might stop fighting.

However, Zhuang Yaohua estimated that He Sui Sword Master would not give up Jiu Mo with his personality. Even if he died, he would never say that Jiu Mo was the little devil.

The identity of this little devil king...is different from that of the little demon king.

As a little devil, Jiumo will be hated by everyone.

It will be more or less disgusting.

Besides, no one really knows what kind of personality the Demon King has.

The devil's temper... Jiumo is not his biological son, how could he treat Jiumo well? !

Zhuang Yaohua would never let her junior brother go to the demon world to become a little devil king.

Even if Zhuang Yaohua died in battle, she would not let her junior brother take the risk.

Jiumo pursed his lips, glanced at the dead and injured disciples around him, his eyes filled with emotions, and he did not speak for a while.

"..."

When Zhuang Yaohua turned his back, Monk Wujian glanced at Jiumo with a look of interest.

This kid... looks unusual.

He really looks like the son of the devil.

This one looks like a little devil.

Zhuang Yaohua was very tired after the two days of fighting. When she saw that Hesui Sword Master and the head and other brothers and sisters of Changsheng Sword Sect had returned, she thought about going back to the house to rest for a while.

He Sui Sword Master also wanted to let his good disciple rest in the house for a while. He couldn't keep fighting all the time, as no one's body could stand it.

Zhuang Yaohua returned to Liuqing Mountain and had a good rest for the night.

She doesn't have to keep watch or fight the enemy tonight.

By tomorrow, when I have recovered, I will be able to go into battle and kill the enemy again.

Zhuang Yaohua lay comfortably in her own cave in Liuqing Mountain. There was a bed in the cave. The bed was not very soft, but it was warm and fragrant.

It is my favorite and safest bed.

Beside him, Lan Fu and three divine beasts were guarding him.

After bathing, burning incense, taking a medicinal bath, and applying medicine on the wounds, he changed into a clean set of robes.

Zhuang Yaohua fell asleep holding the big gourd.

"..."

In the endless darkness and chaos, Zhuang Yaohua felt... as if he had seen something.

There was a fire rising into the sky, endless killing, countless people falling to the ground, and the devil grinning grimly in mid-air.

He said.

"Everyone from Changsheng Sword Sect must die!"

"All have to die!"

Senior Brothers King Kong and Gongsun Xingchen rushed forward, but the Demon King cut their tendons in their hands and feet with his sword.

Gongsun Xingchen was so grief-stricken that he wanted to self-destruct his soul before it was extinguished.

However, at the last moment, Senior Brother Vajra stopped him.

King Kong was the first to detonate his own soul, destroying everything.

The demon king was caught off guard and seriously injured.

Before she could see what happened next, Zhuang Yaohua woke up when it was bright outside.

She was awakened by Fat Gourd's snoring.

When Zhuang Yaohua opened her eyes, she heard Fat Gourd snoring there.

Zhuang Yaohua's mouth twitched and she felt speechless.

She stretched out her hand, trying to throw the gourd away.

However, before she could reach out to knock the gourd away, Zhuang Yaohua suddenly felt her hand being sucked tightly onto the gourd.

Then, there was a sharp pain.

A drop of blood immediately squeezed out from his fingertips and dripped onto Fat Gourd's body.

Zhuang Yaohua was stunned, and she saw... her blood being sucked into the fat gourd.

After absorbing everything, the gourd looked the same as before, silly.

The voice is also silly.

"Morning, morning, morning, Yaoyao!"

"..."

Zhuang Yaohua was silent for a while.

She looked at the fat gourd with some suspicion. Did it think she was a fool? ! It sucked a drop of her blood. What was it trying to do? !

Zhuang Yaohua immediately slapped the gourd away and asked it, "Why did you absorb a drop of my blood?!"

"I know you sucked a drop of my blood!"

"!!!"

"Wuwuwu, Yaoyao, don't hit me! Yaoyao, don't hit me!"

"The gourd is good! The gourd is good!"

"I have the ability to predict the future. As long as you sign a contract with Yaoyao and you become my master, you will also have the ability to predict the future!"

"..."

Zhuang Yaohua was stunned when he heard this.

That is to say...this fat gourd wants to make itself its master.

Zhuang Yaohua fell into deep thought.

It is not impossible.

Just agree to it reluctantly.

Zhuang Yaohua nodded and said compassionately, "From now on, you are my little pet. If I say go east, you have to go east. If I say go west, you have to go west. You can't go anywhere else. Do you hear me?!"

Hearing this, the gourd nodded and pounded garlic, saying, "Of course it is so, of course it is so!"

"From now on, Pangpang will listen to you!"

Oh, it turns out that this gourd is called Pangpang. This name sounds quite cute.

"My little master, what did you dream about? It seems that you didn't sleep very well."

Hulu asked very considerately.

"You have been holding me while sleeping. You may be guided by the power in me, so the dream you had may be a precognitive dream. Did you dream of something scary?"

"It's really scary."

Zhuang Yaohua thought that she never wanted to have this dream again.

How come Gongsun Xingchen's soul was destroyed and he self-destructed, but this King Kong still followed him?

These two are fighting with the Yuanshen.

They are such a troublesome bunch. Zhuang Yaohua gets a headache just thinking about them.