Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

There are so many volumes, Lin Feng and Shi Chongyan didn't leave the door of the library hall for several days.

Since Lin Feng mistakenly took the erotic picture on the first day, he never took the initiative to go to the lower eighteenth floor to find Shi Chongyan. There are indeed many treasures in the books on the ground. A peerless and unique book, you can't take your eyes off it once you open it.

"What fairy art did you find again?" Shi Chongyan appeared behind him like a ghost, and asked teasingly.

When Lin Feng was concentrating on it, he was suddenly pulled back to reality, frightened, glared at him angrily, and put the book back to its original place: "With your book here, there is no fairy art to learn."

"Don't be shy, little Taoist." Shi Chongyan smiled and took out the book he had put back, and flipped through two pages, "Well, it's really average, it's far worse than the secret arts of our demons."

Lin Feng didn't even bother to talk to him when he heard that he insulted Xianmen's technique.

"You want to learn?" Shi Chongyan deliberately teased him, "If you ask, maybe the deity is willing to teach you."

Lin Feng briefly raised the corner of his mouth towards him, thinking, it's a good idea.

What can a devil have to teach him, I'm afraid it's not to drive him into a madness.

Staying in the library hall was very boring, and Shi Chongyan didn't bring up the matter of going out. Instead, he frequently harassed Lin Feng upstairs between reading books, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away with his body.

Lin Feng couldn't bear the disturbance, and drove him away: "Go and see your little album."

Shi Chongyan kept talking nonsense: "This deity is watching, you want to see it, right?"

"Don't be shy, those are peerless and unique copies. Anyone who understands knows that if you don't go and take a look, you will be reckless."

"It's more fun to watch together."

"You don't know something, it's often more interesting to follow what is drawn in the notebook~"

Shi Chongyan's tail sound with an ambiguous smile wrapped around his ears, Lin Feng raised his hands to plug his ears, and the roots of his ears were already slightly red.

Lin Feng thought to himself, what a shameless devil.

Shi Chongyan smiled secretly, Taoist priests really have thin skins, they turn bright red when they speak a little bit, and their full earlobes are like ripe berries.

I don't know, how does it taste?

Shi Chongyan lightly licked the corner of his lips, and took a step forward.

Lin Feng stepped back sharply to create a distance, bumping his back against the bookshelf behind him, pinching the horizontal frame with his fingers.

If the devil dares to make any moves, he will, he will...

Slap his borrowed body to death with one palm!

Just at this time, Lin Feng heard a sound like a wind chime.

Not to mention that he hadn't heard any sound other than the devil's head in this library hall for a few days, the wind chime seemed to be ringing in his mind, it was so close at hand and very ethereal, as if it was haunted.

Lin Feng looked around, and Shi Chongyan felt something strange in his expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have you..." Lin Feng looked for the source of the voice, "Have you heard the wind chimes?"

Shi Chongyan was not surprised: "Oh, it's a summoning technique, someone outside is looking for this deity."

Whenever Shi Chongyan shuts the door and sees no one, if there is an urgent matter in the teaching to find him, the people below will use this technique.

Before explaining to Lin Feng, Shi Chongyan turned around and walked away a few steps: "There must be something wrong in the church, go out and have a look... What are you still doing?"

Lin Feng thought in his heart, he doesn't really want to take care of your devil's religion.

And the wind chime kept ringing in my head, as if urging my life, but it was really annoying.

After a few days, one person and one devil saw the light outside for the first time, and the feeling of the breeze blowing by the ears and hair on the temples was so refreshing.

One person was standing at the foot of the long stairs outside the library hall, and when he saw someone from the hall coming out, he landed in front of Lin Feng in two steps, bowed his head and said, "My lord."

"Wuxin?" Lin Feng sized him up and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to call this deity out?"

Pei Wuxin didn't look sideways, bowed his body slightly, and a roll of paper appeared in his palm out of thin air, he held it respectfully with both hands and presented it to Lin Feng: "Your Majesty, this is the booklet for this year's Demon Festival, please have a look."

Lin Feng had never heard of something that sounded like a cult activity, so he took it with doubts.

Pei Wuxin explained in a flat voice: "Your Majesty hasn't come out for a few days. The Demon Festival is coming up, so Wuxin has no choice but to disturb you. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Shi Chongyan on the side opened his mouth and said "ah" silently.

That's right, with all these messy things going on recently, he has forgotten that there are such things.

The Ten Thousand Demons' Festival is a major festival held by the demons inside and outside the cult since its founding.

It originated from offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the demon clan, and gradually evolved into today's celebration.

At this time of the year, the celebration is held by the Devil's Cult. The lights on the night of the festival will extend from the top of Luoyue Mountain to the foot of the mountain, and then spread out in the towns below the mountain, illuminating the entire night without rest.

Around midnight, the full moon will fall on the top of Luoyue Mountain, like a huge pearl adorning the celebration.

Most of the residents at the foot of the mountain are also demons, and if they are not demons, they are also believers.

The Festival of All Demons is a veritable carnival of all demons.

Lin Feng casually glanced at them, and found that they were all arrangements for expenses and the like. As an amateur, he couldn't see the famous hall, so he said: "Okay, I know."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Just do it like this."

Just as he was about to send Pei Wuxin away, Lin Feng caught sight of the white-clothed figure beside him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, Wuxin, go and do something for me."

"Please tell me, Your Majesty," Pei Wuxin said.

Before Lin Feng opened his mouth, he quickly glanced at Shi Chongyan, who looked back at him with a just right smile, but his brows twitched suddenly.

The little Taoist's eyes were wrong.

Before he could come up with a cause and effect, Lin Feng had already said: "In that yard, those young men raised by the deity, you can send them away for the deity."

Shi Chongyan looked at him suddenly, as if struck by lightning.

"Give them some money to send them down the mountain, and go wherever they want, don't hold back their freedom anymore." Lin Feng continued, with a steady voice, and Shi Chongyan suddenly saw the light of the saint and the evil spirit behind him.

The saint is to others, and the evil is to others.

"Your Majesty?" Pei Wuxin didn't expect such a thing, and suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Lin Feng just smiled, bit the bullet, and looked at Shi Chongyan affectionately: "It doesn't matter if it's weak, from now on, I only want to take Feng'er's scoop, so I can't keep them anymore. "

Shi Chongyan was so angry that the roots of his back teeth were trembling, and he forced a smile on his face, pretending to be extremely moved, and called softly, "Your Majesty, Feng'er is so virtuous."

The knife hidden in the eyes can stab Lin Feng in [-] holes from head to toe.

After acting to the end, Lin Feng held his hand in anger: "Feng'er deserves the best."

Shi Chongyan's nails left deep digging marks on his palm.

Pei Wuxin remained expressionless from the beginning to the end. He followed the order after confirming the order. With his efficiency, it is believed that before noon, Shi Chongyan's Sangong and Sixth Courtyard would be wiped out.

In short, Shi Chongyan, who was suffocated in Lin Feng's shell, was powerless.

Gritting his teeth, he dragged Lin Feng back into the library hall, threw him against the door with a slam, and said harshly, "Lin—Feng—!"

"Keep your voice down." Seeing that he was so angry with him, Lin Feng was so happy that he forgot to be afraid, "Just now you were so affectionate, so be careful not to be heard by outsiders."

"You did it on purpose." Shi Chongyan squeezed out a voice through his teeth, "What do you mean, you really think I dare not do anything to you, don't you?"

Lin Feng argued with a smile: "Why? I'm doing this for your own good."

"Look, those little beauties are keeping those little beauties around me for three days. I don't want to hide or not. After a long time, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. In case it is revealed that I am not a demon king, it is up to you What good am I?"

Lin Feng spoke clearly and logically, Shi Chongyan stared at him, a pair of black eyes that should have been clear flashed a dark red fierce light.

Relying on the fact that he really couldn't do anything to him, Lin Feng looked back at him confidently, but was startled to feel that his back was sweating.

The two were too close, and Lin Feng finally managed to free the arm that was pinched by him, and said: "Let go of talking first."

Shi Chongyan's lips pursed into a line suddenly curled up, with some contempt and sarcasm, and a hint of other flavor.

"Little Taoist priest, people should be responsible for their own actions." He said, "You'd better remember what you've done these days, you'd better remember who you are and who I am."

"If one day I change them back, I will definitely take them back from you one by one."

Lin Feng held up a burst of arrogance, puffed out his chest and said: "These words are exact, and I will return them to you."

The library hall was originally silent, but at this moment, it seemed that there was no one in it, and the sound of breathing was infinitely amplified.

Shi Chongyan squinted his eyes, stared at Lin Feng quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled as if he was in a good mood, hooked his finger on Lin Feng's chin, wiped off the oil, got up and said: "Okay. Keep looking, if you can't find it, change it." The way to come back is all empty talk."

It was a long time after the other party walked downstairs, and Lin Feng touched the place where the tip of his chin was stroked by two fingers, and felt that it was hot.

One moment it was overcast and cloudy, and the next moment it was sunny. This demon really is uncertain.

Lin Feng was stepping on the stairs, accidentally tripped over the top step, and almost smashed the devil's golden body into mud.

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