I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

After the paper house stopped shaking, Li Da asked the goatee next to him: "Your magic barrier is pretty effective."

After all, the goatee had painted four walls, and he was not out of breath. At this moment, there were a little sweat on his forehead, and his voice was a little out of breath: "I haven't used it, it's the first time I used it. It doesn't feel as good as your paper doll craftsmanship."

Li Da: "I practice every day, it's your first time, it's normal to be a little rusty."

After the two finished talking, he stretched out his hand towards Guiming: "Come here, come to my side, are you afraid?"

Guiming walked over and shook his head.

Li Da asked Guiming to sit by his hand: "Have you seen a demon?" It was the kind of tone that he wanted to use to make the child happy.

Gui Ming shook his head again, and Li Da laughed loudly: "Do you want to see me?"

Guiming nodded sharply, looking at him with bright eyes.

Seeing that he was really not afraid, Li Da smiled even more heartily: "Then let you see." The cigarette stick in his hand nodded on the paper house, and the paper house immediately ignited black fire and disappeared. , revealing a black villain, who stepped on the wooden box that was in charge of him earlier, and looked up at them at this moment.

Is this the devil?

Gui Ming stared intently, Li Da also said: "I've been locked up for too long, I'm a bit silly, you can try to talk to him."

The villain said in a very arrogant tone: "You are stupid, you let me go? What about the bald donkey? I have been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and I want him to settle the debt."

The others looked at him indifferently.

Originally, Gui Ming thought that Li Da's words were too much, but at this moment, he couldn't help but look at this villain with affection.

It does feel like IQ is not very good.

"Why don't you talk? Hundreds of years have passed in the human world. In the past, those mortals were so frightened when they saw me..." The villain's eyes moved away from Gui Ming, and instead of looking at Li Da, they landed on Teacher Zhang: "Heh , it's rare for a demon fox with a nine-tailed body to be able to barely speak a few words to this demon..."

Teacher Zhang showed a standard foxy smile, and his eyes hidden behind the lenses narrowed slightly, which made Gui Ming feel sympathy for this villain.

The villain turned his gaze away from Teacher Zhang, and then landed on Xiang Fazhou and the two of them: "One is a stiff with righteousness, and the other is a mandrill born in Taishan Stone...It's interesting." He said and looked at Police Officer Zeng again. They finally couldn't help but said: "You are the evil spirits in the world hundreds of years later? Why don't you even have a single one with evil spirits? Are you the lackeys of the righteous group of hypocrites?"

The others continued to look at him indifferently.

Guiming really sympathized with this idiot, ah no, this demon said, "Well... times have changed, it's not what it used to be, everyone doesn't distinguish between good and evil."

The villain really believed it: "How is it possible!? I don't believe it!" The voice was a little unacceptable, and he screamed loudly and piercingly, then turned his head to look at Gui Ming, and returned to his arrogant look : "You mortal, you are really not afraid of death, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, are you a sacrifice given to me by these demons?"

Guiming: "??"

Guiming also said indifferently: "I can't save you, so please ask yourself."

Holding the cigarette stick, Li Da patted Guiming on the shoulder with a half-smile: "It's okay, all the strength in his body is restrained by the formation now, so he can't hurt you, you can do whatever you want with him."

Guiming thinks this demon is just stupid and noisy, especially when he called him a sacrifice just now, Guiming doesn't like him very much, he can predict what will happen to this demon in Teacher Zhang's hands in the future, for sure Not great.

The villain finally looked at Li Da, but after looking twice, he turned his head away: "I didn't expect that such a powerful monster would appear in the world hundreds of years later. It seems that the bald donkey must be gone, otherwise it wouldn't happen." Let you be so comfortable." As he spoke, his voice turned vicissitudes and desolation.

It looks so pitiful.

Guiming couldn't help but sympathize again: "You don't have to be so sad."

The villain couldn't help jumping again, and yelled piercingly: "Nonsense! Who is sad! Who is sad!? You mortal really don't know etiquette. A small mortal, surrounded by demons, not only is not afraid, How dare you interrupt! Besides, about this demon, is it your turn to speak?"

Guiming felt that this thing was not cleaned up, so he lit the bell on his wrist on the table: "Look, what is this?"

The villain was shocked: "Why do you have that bald donkey's magic town bell!?"

Then he looked at Guiming with shocking pupils: "Could it be that you are..."

"I'm not." Guiming touched the bell on his wrist and said deliberately: "I'm not a reincarnation, you don't have to think about it."

Villain: "Impossible, the town magic bell is the natal magic weapon of that bald donkey, and ordinary people can't control it..."

Gui Ming continued to say calmly: "I didn't control it..." He took the bell and changed it back and forth: "Isn't this just an ordinary bell? What is the magic town bell? Times have changed, and now it doesn't Let’s talk about your original routine.”

The villain couldn't accept it at all: "Impossible, it's absolutely impossible, how can you stay with it? Even if the owner dies, the town magic bell can't be worn by any cat or dog. You must have something to do with that bald donkey!"

Guiming said solemnly: "You don't know, this is the age of the Dharma. Maybe it was really strong in your previous era, but now it's just an ordinary bell." He waved the bell in front of the villain: "Look , it's so close to you, it doesn't respond at all."

Villain: "..." He was dumbfounded.

Guiming continued: "Besides, with the advent of the Dharma-ending era, many things that were great in the past have gradually disappeared, and things like you that were great in the past are no longer good now. If we don't save you Come out, and you will unknowingly disappear without a trace, just like this unresponsive Suppressing Bell."

The villain was really frightened by him, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Guiming sighed: "After all, it is the last demon, so it is a pity to be extinct like this. We have now achieved all-round standardized management. Everyone must practice within a limited time limit. After all, there is aura in the world for you to cultivate. There are fewer and fewer. In order to survive, everyone can only constantly hone their own strengths and tap their own potentials. In terms of absorbing spiritual energy, they will open up a lot and develop a variety of channels that can be used and absorbed, which is what you see now. The reason why demons also start doing good things.

You see, there is no distinction between good and evil now, because as long as one can live, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad. "

The villain stared blankly at Gui Ming, his legs softened and he fell down: "Has the world actually fallen to such a state now?"

He said: "Originally the clean and turbid qi in the world are equal to each other, but as more and more practitioners, the clean qi is borrowed too much, so the turbid qi is rolled back, causing wars everywhere, moral corruption, clean qi and turbidity. Qi imbalance, excess turbidity turned into monsters, invaded the human world, practitioners fought against monsters in order to protect the world, and finally the demons were wiped out, and a large number of practitioners died, the corpses turned into clean qi, and the turbid qi and clear qi were balanced , the world has once again returned to peace.”

"Since I was born, I have known the chief culprit in the world. Everything is caused by those so-called righteous schools. If they didn't borrow too much clean energy for their own cultivation, the clean energy and dirty energy would not be out of balance. It's ridiculous that they solved it. The scourge created by myself, killing a few monsters, confuses those mortals who don't know what is good or bad, and enjoy the worship and love of mortals, but they don't know that they are the culprits who created everything.

I hate those hypocrites, and I also hate those ignorant and stupid mortals. I hate the principles of the world even more. Ordinary people can enjoy a peaceful life, grow old, sick and die, happy, angry, sad and happy. Everything sacrifices oneself. "

"Those monks who take away the clean energy of the world are even more at ease. They can enjoy longevity and all the love and affection of the world. No matter how the heavens punish them, some people flock to them, just because the glory and wealth are all in their hands."

"Only demons are destined to die from the moment of birth. We are the tools of the Dao of Heaven. In order to balance the clean and turbid air in the world, and to eliminate some ascetics, we are beaten and killed by mortals and hated by mortals. Enjoy a moment of peace, even if you kill all the ascetics in this world, mortals, stand at the top of the world by your own ability, the way of heaven will not allow you."

He looked at Guiming: "I fought with that bald donkey, and I asked him, you said I deserved it, so do you know where my crime came from? If you want to pay back justice in the world, who will give me justice? Others' Fairness, why should I give in, and why should I give in? Who doesn’t want to live? Am I the only one who deserves to die?”

Guiming held the bell and looked at him. At that moment, the villain seemed to see the bald donkey again. He held the bell in the same way, clasped his hands together, and said Amitabha. The Lord is fair."

Hearing this, the demon laughed, and felt that the bald donkey was extremely ridiculous, but he couldn't help asking angrily, "How can you give me justice?"

"The poor monk's spells are not as good as the benefactor's, so he never planned to survive." The monk in front of him looked very kind, with slightly lowered eyebrows, and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, with a gentle and amiable appearance: "Since the benefactor has So unwilling, the poor monk has a way, the benefactor blames others, hates everything in this world for being able to enjoy himself, but he doesn’t give you a way to live, the poor monk has a way to live here, I wonder if the benefactor is willing to do it?”

"You bald donkey are really interesting, are you here to surrender me, or are you here to persuade me?"

"The lowering of the book has the meaning of persuasion. The poor monk has a magic weapon that can isolate everything in the world. I don't know if the benefactor can endure loneliness? Maybe the benefactor has to die now to restore peace to the world, but what if hundreds of years later? The benefactor might as well enter My magic weapon, I have cheated the way of heaven, and only wait a few hundred years before I can survive?"

Mo faintly felt a little moved: "...Can you still do this?"

This demon is really simple and easy to deceive, and it is rare for this bald donkey not to fight and kill him as soon as he came, and he did provide him with an effective method.

So he really believed the bald donkey's nonsense.

But no matter how stupid the devil is, after being imprisoned for hundreds of years, he will gradually come to his senses.

What is the best way to survive, that bald donkey is just tricking him into becoming a man!But he really believed it! ?

The more the devil thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, he just waited to get out and settle the score with that bald donkey, but after he really came out, he listened to this young mortal kid holding the town that had become mortal. Magic Bell talked eloquently in front of him.

He didn't feel relieved, but was full of sadness.

Then I heard—

"It's not easy, isn't it just wanting justice, can't I give it to you!"

Guiming looked at him with sympathy and said, this guy is really miserable.

magic:"……"

This brat must be the reincarnation of that bald donkey!

The words are as poignant as the words, and they are annoying!