Rescue Little White Flower

The battle of the magic city is an event that has been held in the magic world for many years.

Participants are mainly the many cities of the Demon World. At least one representative must be sent from each city to participate in the battle of the Demon City. The final ranking of the competitors determines the ranking of the Demon City. Resources owned by the city.

Every time the game is approaching, it is the time when all the city owners have a headache.

The city lord of the mad city is not a subordinate who did not take the shot, but the city lord who participated in the battle of the magic city rarely sent his direct subordinates out.

Everyone is not a fool, and there is no etiquette and courtesy in the battle of the magic city, the game is fate, unless the strength can crush the crowd, otherwise the unique skills at the bottom of the box must be taken out.

But the unique skills at the bottom of the box are often life-saving tricks. They are not easily used when they are not a last resort. The Devil City War is a competition open to the outside world, and anyone can visit it.

Every year, most of the people who are sent into the Devil City battle are desperadoes who defect to the various city owners. This group of people is dead if they don't participate in the competition. If they survive the competition, they can still ask the city owner or the demon for shelter.

In the eyes of Madden City Lord, Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue at this time were just such people.

After being explicitly encouraged and threatened in secret, Zhao Xingyue sat down in the temporary courtyard arranged by the City Lord's Mansion, poured herself a cup of tea, and waited for Shen Qingwei to explain.

The white smoke rose from the tea cup, and the fragrance of tea was smelting. Shen Qingwei did not go to her room, but followed Zhao Xingyue into the room. As soon as she entered the room, she knelt down in front of Zhao Xingyue and looked up at her.

Zhao Xingyue: "You killed the son of Hall Master Crazy Blade deliberately?"

"Yes or not."

Zhao Xingyue couldn't help raising her eyebrows, "What does it mean?"

"Say yes, because I am indeed planning to kill someone, but not necessarily Li Peijun. I just know that he is in this city, but besides him, there are several other people in Madden City who are also worth killing."

Zhao Xingyue understood what she meant, and it was worth killing. What she said was that after killing it, there was enough value for them to attract the attention of the city lord of Madness.

"Say no," Shen Qingwei paused, and finally said frankly: "I didn't want to kill him so quickly."

After knowing that Li Peijun was in this city, she devised a whole set of plans.

How to meet, how to attract Li Peijun's attention, how to become angry, how to maximize the scene, and finally-how to kill him.

This was supposed to be a scene where the female sister was molested and killed the disciple but found out that the other party had an extraordinary status and had to defect to the city lord, seeking blessing by participating in the battle of the magic city.

But when Zhao Xingyue smiled at Li Peijun, the surging killing intent in her chest broke the thread of reason in her mind.

Before she could react, the sword in her hand had pierced Li Peijun's chest.

She lost control.

she knows.

For whom, she also knows.

She knew that she was thinking about the snake monster in front of her. But she didn't think it was wrong.

In the past six months, she lost too many things.

Her respected master, she regards the writer's teacher, her reputation, her status, and her biological parents.

She is like a mourning dog, obviously possessing good strength, but she can't walk in the sun openly, hiding her head and tail, covering up, for fear that after revealing her identity, she will attract Dao Xiu's chase.

The only thing she has is the person in front of her.

It was she who rescued herself from the chase of Demon Xiu, and it was she who took herself to escape from the perilous master gate.

She accompanies her to practice, accompanies her to find traces of her parents, and accompanies her to enter the devil world.

She can't lose it anymore.

She is the rest of her. She can’t tell whether she loves the snake monster or possessive, but in any case, she doesn’t want anyone to covet her and spy on her. If it weren’t for the fact that she is far inferior to the snake monster, she He even raised up and built a special iron chain to bind the other party and hide it in a place that only oneself knew.

In this way, the snake monster's eyes can only reflect his own figure, the ears can only listen to the voice, and can never abandon her, betray her, and leave her.

But this is impossible.

She was very sure that if she really showed such thoughts, the snake demon would really kill herself.

So she can only carefully test, approach, test again, and get closer, from holding hands, to kissing, snake demon indulgence, never put these things in her eyes, watching her blush only find it interesting, but she is again and again During the temptation, a whole heart was offered little by little, for the snake demon to play with in his hands.

She knew how cold the snake demon's heart was and how casual her temper was. The red blood and hot heart fell in her hands, and she could be thrown on the ground, covered with dust, or even stepped on a few feet at any time.

It's just that she is willing.

Zhao Xingyue's nature is more or less similar to that of Snake Demon. After hearing Shen Qingwei's explanation, she said lightly, and then revealed the matter.

"Don't go too far, I may not be able to help you clean up the mess every time."

The less she intervenes in this world, the better. Once she interferes too much, she will always have a bad premonition in her heart.

It was like the last time she bit Yongan Real Person with her fangs, if not for the Yuan Ying and Jindan monk who had caught up afterwards to replenish her energy in time, she almost died that night.

"Yes, don't worry."

Shen Qingwei asked Zhao Xingyue to rest assured, Zhao Xingyue was really relieved.

The cultivation base of the Yuan Ying Period is neither high nor low, not as high as the sky and the earth, Lao Tzu is the number one, and it is not too low.

The Demon Realm is the same as the Comprehension Realm. There are indeed many high-level cultivations, but the old monsters who hide in their caves for a hundred years have not been able to move once, but according to the rules on the bright side, the most active ones are still in the Yuan Ying stage.

Shen Qingwei's original plan did not intend to expose Zhao Xingyue's existence. Although Zhao Xingyue was her target due to an accident, she was the only one who decided to participate in the battle for the magic city.

The Mad Demon City Lord was a little unwilling at first, but after Zhao Xingyue showed his strength slightly, he was surprised for a moment and chose to remain silent.

A born cultivator in the void...No matter what the reason the opponent was born, he can't easily provoke him anyway.

Now he also understood that Shen Qingwei's participation in the Devil City battle was probably just using herself as a springboard, not really seeking his blessing.

When I recalled the words I said earlier, I always felt a bit slapped in the face.

However, a person who can be the master of a city, in addition to his cultivation, is also an ability to see the wind and make the rudder. Originally, only thugs were recruited, but after discovering that he was the uncle, his attitude immediately changed.

As the city owner, he naturally couldn't let Shen Qingwei go to the competition without preparing anything. After officially reporting Shen Qingwei's name, he brought three magic weapons.

"Half magic weapon?"

After seeing the things the Mad Demon City Lord had brought, Zhao Xingyue's face was a rare surprise.

Crazy City Lord has a pleasing smile on his face, "Senior is really knowledgeable."

Confused Shen Qingwei: "What is a half magic weapon?"

"Have you ever heard of a half-immortal weapon?" Zhao Xingyue explained: "A half-magic weapon is similar to a half-immortal weapon, except that one is an unfinished magic weapon and the other is an unfinished fairy weapon, but compared to the Mahayana period. As far as magical weapons and fairy weapons are activated by the magic power and immortal power, the activation conditions of half magic weapons and half fairy weapons are not so harsh, but their power is greater than ordinary magic weapons."

Zhao Xingyue was rarely interested, "Show me things."

She has spoken, how dare the Mad Demon City Lord say anything.

The Lord of Mad Demons brought a long sword, a fan, and a pair of Emei thorns.

They are all common weapons.

Emei's thorn was completely dark, with a triangular blood tank opened on one side, and the blue-purple gloom in the blood tank flickered.

The fan is a feather fan, the bones of the fan are pitch black, and the feathers of the fan are gradually dyed red from the bottom to the top.

These two half magic weapons, whether they are smooth and beautiful, or the faint fluctuations of magic weapons from above, all show their power.

The mad city lord diligently introduced the origins of the two weapons: "Emei thorn... poisonous blood demon monk... black bone feather fan... iron fan scholar..."

Shen Qingwei is no stranger to these two names.

Whether it was a poisonous blood demon monk or an iron fan scholar, they were once famous figures in the demon world.

The legends of the two of them are still kept in the book of Demon World's words.

The strength of the two is not top, but the combat effectiveness is amazing. Some people have guessed that the weapon for the two to become famous should be a half magic weapon, but the two have disappeared in the demon world for a long time, and there is no way to prove it. It would actually fall into the hands of the Mad Demon City Lord.

But Zhao Xingyue's sight quickly swept over the two famous weapons, and landed on the remaining long swords.

This is a thin sword with a shameless appearance, an ordinary hilt, an ordinary sword body, no pattern, nor any breath. If you must say, the only decoration is probably the red rust on the body of the sword.

Real rust, a lot of the kind can be smashed down with a touch.

Zhao Xingyue's song flicked his fingers, and the rust dropped all over the place, but it was not rare.

The Lord of the Mad Demon looked a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands and said: "This... this was found in the grave of a demon god. It is said that it was inserted on the head of the demon **** when it was found. It couldn't be pulled out. Later, he fought and died. There were thousands of people, and all the blood flowed to the tomb of the demon god. This sword suddenly came out. I think this sword comes from an extraordinary origin. It should be—"

"That's it." Before the city lord was finished, Zhao Xingyue handed the hilt of the sword backhand to Shen Qingwei.

"But--"

The Lord of the Mad Demon hurriedly said, "Although this sword has an extraordinary origin, it is a waste sword, let alone murder, and it can't even cut the paper."