Demon Realm Live Record

The wind started at the end of Qingping, and since that day, it seems that something has secretly changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Xiao Heilong is still struggling to suppress his feelings for Xingjun, and he is trying his best to be nice to Xingjun, but he always finds various excuses to hide his sincerity.He interpreted what he did as a reward and respect for Xingjun, Xingjun did not reject it, but accepted it with pleasure.

When the two got along, Xing Jun mentioned more and more about the transformation of the little black dragon.

"I have chosen a good place, and after a few decades of Ozawa's transformation, I will protect the dharma for you in that cave, making sure everything is safe, and no evil monsters will besiege you again."

"Well... I'll meet Miao Lian some other day, and ask her to help me pick out some children's clothes, and prepare them for you early, as well as hair bands... What color do you like?"

The little black dragon faltered and said: "...anything is fine."

Lord Nine Obsidian Star teased: "I have lived for so many years, but I have never paid attention to the process of the transformation of the spirit beast, and I don't know if those clothes are useful... At that time, won't Xiao Zemo appear naked in front of me? "

Little Black Dragon: "...!" Xing Jun, what's wrong, why does he have the illusion of being molested - if this continues, he can become a braised demon dragon.

Seeing that the little black dragon looked uncomfortable, Xingjun smiled and said, "Are you shy? Don't worry, if you don't let me see it, I won't peek."

"..." The little black dragon soared into the sky, ignoring Xingjun.

As his heart beat faster, he thought, Mr. Xing has been lonely for too long... This is because he is planning to wait for his transformation and raise himself as a child by his side.

This kind of elder's tone of voice to the younger generation is really sweet and sad...

But... never mind.He doesn't care what kind of status he is with Xing Jun, as long as he can always follow Xing Jun, it will be fine.

Unconsciously, they have lived in the demon world for more than ten years, and they are used to each other's existence, and they are no longer alone.The small stone house is also full of homely warmth. It seems that no matter how turbulent the outside world is, this is their eternal resting place.

Dong Li specially picked a day when King Xing was out, and found Chu Ze outside the small stone house.

At that time, Chu Ze was in a good mood to fiddle with the ginseng leaves. The ginseng leaves turned around to avoid his fingers, making a soft rustling sound.

Everything is so beautiful... Dong Li is mad with jealousy.

He remembered that he had begged Xingjun countless times to take him by his side, but Xingjun just patted his head and politely refused his request.He even brought out the friendship between Xingjun and his father, and asked his father to come forward and ask Xingjun to take him to travel the six worlds, but Xingjun still refused to agree.But why?How could this monster dragon have caught Xingjun's eyes? !

After the Qingchi Banquet last time, he was imprisoned in the Dragon Palace by his father, forcing him to practice and not letting him leave the East China Sea.This time he was released with great difficulty, and after casually inquiring, he heard that there was a monster dragon beside Xingjun.He knew that Xingjun had always loved small animals, but Xingjun had never kept any spirit beasts by his side, let alone living together in the same room for decades...

Dong Li reluctantly suppressed his jealousy and turned into a human form, a young man dressed in golden clothes and jeweled boots appeared in front of the little black dragon.

The little black dragon had sensed his existence long ago, and said tensely, "...what can I do for you?"

Dong Li glanced at him with an arrogant expression: "Monster, where is my ninth uncle?"

The little black dragon paused: "...Mr. Xing, Mr. Xing has gone out. Come back another day."

Dong Li snorted coldly, and said: "It's better to hit the sun than choose the day. Uncle Jiu is not here, so I will wait until he comes back."

The little black dragon tightened its paws: "Mr. Xing is not here, so it's not right for you to do this... When Mr. Xing comes back, I will definitely tell him that Mr. Xing will look for you."

Dong Li: "Oh? How can I make sure that you won't hide my visit from Uncle Jiu?" He emphasized his tone and threatened, "Why, what's your expression? Could it be that you want to drive me away?"

Dong Li approached the little black dragon step by step, shaking his head and chuckling: "I, the Dragon Clan of the East Sea, have always been friends with Uncle Jiu. My father and Uncle Jiu are old friends. When I was born, Uncle Jiu hugged me and gave me a lot of gifts. , when I was young, Uncle Jiu liked me to stick to him the most. When I was less than [-] years old, Uncle Jiu and the immortals of all heavens came to celebrate. Uncle Jiu even stood by my side, hugging me and saying that I was cute. Recently, my father prevented me from leaving the Dragon Palace, do you think you can stay with Uncle Jiu and take my place temporarily?"

"Who do you think you are? Just a funny pet, dare to make decisions for Uncle Jiu?" He was sure that the little black dragon would not dare to fight him, and said more arrogantly, "You can't even change form, right? Such a talent How dare the poor demon dragon talk to me like this?"

The little black dragon was not good at words, Dong Li kept humiliating him one sentence after another, his eyes were red, but he was afraid of Dong Li's identity and he didn't want to fight him.

Dong Li didn't say enough, and said every word to his heart: "A monster is a monster, low and dirty in his bones. Look at you, you have been with Uncle Jiu for so long, but you don't even know the basics of hospitality. Hmph , it’s just a pet, Uncle Jiu will get tired of playing with you sooner or later, and he will abandon you.”

The little black dragon couldn't bear it any longer, and roared, "I'm not Xingjun's pet!"

"Then what are you?" Dong Li provoked a casual smile, but the words he said seemed to be mixed with ice slag, cold to the bone marrow of the little black dragon, "You only stay here every day to water the flowers? Except doing what these servants do Chores, what else are you going to do?!"

Dong Li pressed on step by step: "Can you help him relieve his worries? Can you help him fight the demons?!"

The little black dragon's teeth were about to bleed, he shook his head while backing away, and was forced to the flower pot in the corner.

"Admit it, you are not only a pet, but also a waste! You really take yourself seriously, let's take a gamble, even if I kill you, Uncle Jiu will not do anything to me."

After finishing speaking, Dong Li reached out viciously and grabbed a handful of ginseng leaves from the flower pot.The ginseng shook violently, and transparent juice flowed from the broken stems and leaves, as if bleeding.

The little black dragon couldn't take it anymore, his whole body was trembling: "Shut up! Lord Xing will not spare you!"

Dong Li sneered, and strode towards the small stone house.

A black lightning rushed to the door, and the little black dragon blocked Dong Li with his body.

"No, yes, go in!!" The little black dragon roared angrily.

Without saying a word, Dong Li slapped the little black dragon on the chest with a straight palm.He himself is hundreds of years older than the little black dragon, and he was born as a fairy dragon. He is above the little black dragon in terms of aptitude and cultivation. This palm has a lot of strength, and he wished to kill the little black dragon.The wind of the palm aimed at the fragile dragon's heart, and only two "clicks" were heard, and two of the little black dragon's ribs were instantly broken.

The little black dragon's eyes darkened, and blood gushed out of his throat, which he swallowed.

Dong Li said contemptuously: "Just one slap, you can't stand it? It really is trash!"

The little black dragon said: "Get lost!"

Dong Li stood at the door, seeing the little black dragon guarding the small stone house, suddenly thought deeply: "You disobey me like this, could it be..." He deliberately paused for a moment, "Shouldn't you be like other spiritual pets?" , have unreasonable thoughts about Uncle Nine?"

Every time he said a word, the little black dragon's face turned paler, and his whole body trembled more violently.

Dong Li realized it, laughed shortly, and taunted: "So that's the way it is, so that's the way it is! I said that you have a limit to your wishful thinking. It's really disgusting to dare to have such thoughts about Uncle Jiu." His heart became more and more malicious. Yue Sheng threatened, "You will hide it. Uncle Jiu must not know about your dirty thoughts, right? If Uncle Jiu finds out, guess what he will do? Hahahaha, you still want to stay by his side?"

The little black dragon's face was pale and he couldn't say a word.

He was indeed caught by Dong Li's biggest handle, and by Dong Li's only weakness.

Dong Li is right, he is indeed just a monster dragon, but he loves the most distant fairy king above the nine heavens.

So humble and absurd... If Mr. Xing knew about it, what would he think of him?

Will drive him away?

no, do not want.

Dong Li looked at the little black dragon's expression, feeling very complacent.He proudly threw off the little black dragon and broke into the small stone house.

... The little black dragon did not stop him.

Dong Li looked around, hating even more in his heart - this monster dragon slept with Xingjun day and night, it was really shameless!

He wanted to destroy everything in front of him from the bottom of his heart, but he was afraid that Lord Xing would not dare to implement it, so he took all his anger on the little black dragon.

Dong Li came to the side of the stone bed, and glanced at the unlit Ningshen incense at the head of the bed.He recognized that it was a product of the demon world, and said coldly, "You did it?"

The little black dragon looked at him blankly, his eyes were empty.

Dong Li picked up the Ningshen incense, threw it on the ground casually, raised his boots and crushed it: "Uncle Jiu is a fairy king, you have the nerve to use such a broken thing for him? Uncle Jiu is also magnanimous, and I don't care about you. "

Dense bloodshots climbed up the blue dragon pupils in an instant, and the little black dragon closed his eyes.

Dong Li said: "Why, don't dare to look at it?" He pointed to a set of robes on the bedside, and said, "What is this? Such a small robe, who is it for?"

The little black dragon remained silent, all the blood rushing to his head, wishing he could fight Dong Li desperately.

But he didn't want to lose Lord Xing, he just hung in mid-air, enduring it like death.

After a while, Dong Li's eyes widened: "Could it be the clothes that Uncle Jiu prepared for you? Wear them after you take shape?!"

The air in the stone house was lowered and condensed... Dong Li raised his hand to grab his clothes, but the little black dragon rushed over to block him, his eyes were terribly cold.

His throat was blocked by a blood clot, and he couldn't speak, but his movements and demeanor were quite decisive, as if he wanted to fight Dong Li desperately.

Dong Li didn't withdraw his hand, and said with a smile: "You can't beat me."

"Advise you to be quiet, don't be so ignorant." Dong Li's face was distorted, and the original childish and good-looking face was now terribly hideous, "You don't want to stay with Uncle Jiu anymore?!"

His threats are simple and effective.The little black dragon wished he could die with him, but in the end he was frozen in midair...not moving.

He watched as Dong Li picked up the robes Xing Jun had prepared for him, tore them roughly, and then spit out real fire to burn the clothes to ashes.

The presents carefully prepared by Xingjun for him, the black hair tie that he had chosen for a long time, were all burned, leaving only the pungent smell of smoke filling their house, and the ground was in a mess.

The strength of the little black dragon was drained, like a puppet in mid-air, unable to cry.

Dong Li clapped his hands in satisfaction, and said, "Cry, why don't you cry?"

"Ask you to covet Uncle Ninth? You mean thing!"

He kept on cursing, and after frantically admonishing the little black dragon, a fear rose in his heart—Uncle Jiu would always come back, how would he explain it then?

Let the demon dragon carry this pot too.

So he said fiercely: "I tell you, you have something in my hands, I advise you to be more sensible, and don't complain to Uncle Jiu!" He pointed to his feet and said, "You accidentally burned these, you know What? If you accidentally reveal something, don’t blame me for revealing your secret!”

The little black dragon raised his eyes and stared at him quietly.Dong Li's heart skipped a beat, and he was inexplicably a little apprehensive.

He cursed in his heart, thinking that in the future if he told the demon dragon to go east, he would not dare to go west, and he would have to listen to everything.

He is dead.

The two confronted each other for a while, and the little black dragon was still staring at him, his eyes were like knives, wishing to tear Dong Li into pieces.

Dong Li was a little flustered, but he managed not to show it.He thought for a while, and felt that today's goal had been achieved, so he backed towards the door. While backing away, his eyes were fixed on the little black dragon, for fear that he would suddenly go crazy and sneak attack.

He had just taken two steps back when a gust of wind blew behind him, and with a soft "bang", he bumped into something suddenly.

Dong Li turned his head in an instant, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets: "Nine, Uncle Nine!"

Lord Nine Obsidian glanced lightly at the ginseng whose leaves had been pulled out outside the door, then turned his gaze to the inside of the house, swept across the ashes-filled ground, and finally raised his eyes, looking deeply at the bewildered little black dragon.

Blood overflowed from the corner of the little black dragon's lips. Before he opened his mouth, Dong Li explained in a panic: "Uncle Nine! Uncle Nine, you are back! This monster dragon slandered me. He intentionally hurt Ginseng in order to prevent me from seeing you." Burning the clothes is just to frame the blame! Let you think I did it!"

Lord Nine Obsidian's eyes became colder and colder, the little black dragon had never seen such an expression on his face.

"Didn't you do it?" Nine Obsidian Lord asked back, his tone unpredictable.

Dong Li immediately pounced on Xing Jun, hugged his waist and wanted to act like a baby as usual, tried to fool him as much as possible, and at the same time winked at the little black dragon-you fucking admit it!Do you want to die? !

The little black dragon opened his mouth hesitantly, and more foam gushed out.Before he could utter a word, he saw the spiritual power around Xing Jun suddenly surged, and Dong Li was shot directly.

Dong Li couldn't believe it: "Uncle Jiu!"