With the good-for-nothing beauty

Xu Basui pinched his nose and began to review his task progress.

The first bullying thing doesn't need any level, just try the resistance of the protagonist.So he asked the little boy to clean the bowls in the canteen of the Demon Realm.

"Let him wash the dishes, and you supervise him."

He ordered the chefs in the Hungry Ghost Hall, and the demon cultivators were naturally happy to hear about the free coolies, and they patted their chests and said it was okay.

On the first day, Xu Basui went incognito to the Starving Ghost Hall to see if Little Black Peanut was not angry.

The chefs are upright by nature, and their hobbies are straightforward, without any bullying or molesting.Since there was no need to wash the dishes, the elders sat side by side on the long benches and surrounded the sink to watch Zhou Jin wash the dishes, just like watching a monkey.

"Hey, keep your spirits up, if you dare to break a corner," the chef patted his wok aggressively, "I'll chop you up tonight!"

Zhou Jin nodded his head indifferently, rolled up his sleeves and carefully washed the dishes, his expression was calm and indifferent, even washing the dishes was as graceful as a fairy picking flowers, and his movements were fast, he was like an extremely efficient humanoid dishwasher.

The chef was surprised after watching it for a while: "Are you so skilled?"

Zhou Jin responded peacefully: "I'm used to it, it's all trivial things."

Xu Basui, who was squatting on the beam, frowned.

At this time, Zhou Jin's movements suddenly slowed down, instead of using a dishcloth to wash the dishes, he slowly stroked the edge of the bowl with his fingertips.

Xu Basui was wondering, when the chef said, "That's the bowl served by the young master! Be careful, you'll have to put it away later."

"Okay." Zhou Jin nodded and narrowed his eyes, "Everything used by the Demon Lord is unique."

As he spoke, he fiddled with the bowl strangely.

Xu Basui: "..."

The next day, Mozun put away his bowl.

After several days in succession, and soon on the seventh day, he quietly ran to watch again.

In the Hall of Starving Ghosts, the idle demon cultivators felt that there was no problem after a few days of supervision, so they set up a table to play spiritual mahjong in boredom, picking their teeth and drawing cards.

Zhou Jin worked alone by the sink, still fast and calm.

Xu Basui felt bored after watching it for a while, so he recalled Zhou Baiyuan in his memory on the beam.It's a pity that when he went to the fairyland, he was just playing, taking good things, and surrounding Zhou Ming, and he couldn't think of gossip about Zhou Jin for a moment.

He asked the system in his mind: "Please explain clearly about Zhou Baiyuan."

The system beeped for a while before answering: "The other person is a weak waste, a scheming little black flower."

Xu Basui waited for a while but didn't get any other answer, and immediately showed dead fish eyes: "I knew this a long time ago, what I want is other information-about the eighteen generations of his ancestors, ten years of experience and so on."

The system wowed: "I don't know the protagonist's past, because the story collapsed before it really started."

"What the hell...so you only know his approximate future?"

"That's right! He will be the master of the fairy world in the future, and the protagonist Gong will be the number one sword fairy. They complement each other and become a couple of gods and immortals."

Xu Basui's palms were itchy: "You want me to promote their future, and give me a beautiful world that doesn't conflict with each other, but you don't have any information, so what's the use of you?"

The system is solemn: "Although, I am very useful. Zai Zai, I can protect you from death."

"No one can make me die." Xu Basui clenched his fists, "Say it again, don't call me by those two words!"

The Mozun was restless, and Zhou Jin by the sink was not in a good mood.He washed the dishes for six days in a row, and he did not look calm in his heart. He washed efficiently until the end, and all the dishes were polished and neatly placed.It's just that he still didn't brush the bowl.In other words, he never had the chance to contact that Demon Lord again, and he couldn't even find his belongings.

Zhou Jin rubbed his fingertips anxiously, lowered his head for a long time, then raised his head to move around, only to see a purple gleam on the beam.

He froze for a moment and realized.

The next day, he continued to wash the dishes seriously, raised his eyes inadvertently, and started to gamble after confirming, gritted his teeth and "accidentally" dropped several bowls.

Xu Basui's eyes lit up: Alright, I finally caught him!

He flew out of the cafeteria, appeared and pretended to pass by casually, and walked into the hall of starving ghosts solemnly.

"Ahhh, you actually broke our precious artwork!?" The chef with horns on his head was howling inside, "Everyone has one, and you dropped three of them in one go! You, you are waiting to be destroyed by the little master!" Shanghe Zehou-sama clean up!"

The system booed excitedly, and silently muted the two words by the way: "The villain beep! The opportunity is here, go in and step on the protagonist!"

Xu Basui's momentum was interrupted, he went in with a black line on his forehead, and coughed majestically: "I just passed by and heard you making noise, what's going on?"

"My lord, the little boy broke the bowl!" The chef was still trying to glue the broken bowl back after speaking, "How do you kill him tonight?!"

Xu Basui cast a gloomy look at Zhou Jin: "You—"

The little black flower pitifully squatted down to help the chef sort out the broken porcelain, her face was pale, fearful and embarrassed, she glanced at him cautiously: "I'm sorry..."

He was dressed in thin white clothes, with beautiful joints on his back, which was in sharp contrast to the chef with a big waist and horns on his head. He was both fragile and pitiful.

Xu Basui got stuck for a while, and asked the system in his mind: "How should I fix him next?"

The system opened the small notebook: "Come and read after me—"

Zhou Jin was picking up the pieces, and heard the devil's curse: "The trash dim sum is the trash dim sum, and it's clumsy even to wash the dishes, so pay... money and goods."

He raised his eyes, the Mozun's face was dull, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Little trash, useless, did your head grow to make you taller? There are thousands of immortals in the fairy world, and you just make up for it and eat dry food for nothing. It's useless at all." $%&..."

So clumsy.

Zhou Jin loosened the tense strings in his heart, he lowered his head and swiped his fingertips, and was "accidentally" scratched by the broken porcelain.

The chef tried to smash the broken porcelain to no avail, filled with grief and indignation: "I can't live through this day, can eating without a bowl be called eating?"

Before the chef finished his complaint, a gust of evil wind blew past, and a phantom flashed in front of his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the little white face and the demon king disappeared.

Unbearable, Xu Basui pulled him out and left the Starving Ghost Hall, glanced at his injured finger, and clicked: "What a waste."

The protagonist lowered his eyes and his eyelashes fluttered: "The Demon Lord is right."

Xu Basui felt old-fashioned, and sighed vicissitudes in his mind: "The more deliberate, the harder it is. I feel like I'm beating a quilt, and I can't exert the skill I should have."

The system comforted him: "Ah, just treat him as a green tea love rival! Then don't you want to scold him, beat him, trample/ravage him?"

"It makes sense."

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that it was hard, my fist was hard.

Xu Basui brewed his emotions to continue to humiliate and trample, Han Tian floated over: "My lord, that little Taoist leader is here again!"

Xu Basui's heart skipped a beat, and as soon as the word Saturday came to mind, he felt parched and soft-hearted.

Han Tian seized the opportunity and hit the rails while it was hot: "Brother Zehou's confinement is over today, so shall I go and bring him out?"

Xu Basui didn't care about other things right now, and let him go with a wave.

In the next second, he blocked Zhou Jin behind him like a thief, and said in a low voice, "Don't let him see your injured hand!"

He is so conflicted.

The Tianqing Taoist uniform came before him quickly, and Xu Basui felt satisfied when he saw the jade pendant wrapped around his wrist, but he still had a strange expression on his mouth: "It's been a few days since I came to the devil world to hunt for people, why don't you leave the eggs at home?" ?”

The system in my mind was amazed: "Beep, you have a lot of pink bubbles."

"...Shut up, don't disturb me."

Zhou Ming rushed in front of him, his clothes fluttering. He turned sideways to look at Zhou Jin behind Xu Basui, and swept him from head to toe: "I'm sorry I'm late, Bai Yuan, are you okay? Are you in the devil world?" Is something wrong?"

"Senior brother, I'm fine." Zhou Jin put his hands behind his back, glanced at Mozun, and found that the surge of spiritual flow in the other party's body became faster and stronger.

Xu Basui had chest tightness and shortness of breath, and his back molars were clenched: "Crooked, Saturday, do you think I'm air?"

Only then did Zhou Ming look straight at the young Demon Lord, his expression transitioning from tense and worried to helpless.Holding the spirit sword behind his back, he clasped his fists and bowed his head in salute. Just standing there was shining in Mozun's eyes.

"Mozun, I have disrespected you earlier, and hereby solemnly apologize to you. I also hope that Mozun will be magnanimous and don't take his anger on my junior brother." Zhou Ming said softly, "Because of my father's retreat these days, Cang Lan The door is short of manpower, and I was delayed for three days before rushing to the Demon Realm, please don't be angry, Demon Venerable."

"Lack of manpower? Isn't your sword fairy master still there?"

"The devil forgot, the master is still in retreat." Zhou Ming added, "If the master knows that the younger brother has gone to the devil world, I am afraid that I am not the only one who came to the devil world at this time."

"Don't hit me." Xu Basui swayed in front of him with his hands behind his back, and whispered to him with a soft smile, "Do you think I'm stupid? Your fairy sect has so many rules that a generation of grandmasters don't know How many mountains will be involved. Besides, there are two barriers, he has no magic weapon to lead the way, and if he wants to break through, he has to weigh the opinions of the sect behind him besides his strength."

The content is serious, but such a posture is not very serious.

Zhou Ming leaned over to avoid him, and said in a low voice, "The Demon Lord is also a light-weight figure in the Demon Realm, why can't he be more cautious in his actions?"

"The Demon Realm is not as old as Xianmen. I can do whatever I like." Xu Basui came up to him and stopped him, "But you are right, I really do take things lightly, and being my Taoist companion is naturally more than ten thousand. Saturday Master Xiaodao, don’t you really think about it?”

The badness in Mozun's eyes overflowed: "You pick whoever is up and down."

Zhou Ming directly took a step back: "Stop making such jokes, Xu Basui!"

Xu Basui liked to see his messed up expression, and it was the same way before.In the past, he slipped to the fairyland and lied to be a certain junior brother. Zhou Ming did not doubt that he had him, and was very kind to him.After playing this game for a long time, Xu Basui directly revealed the disguise and told him: "Actually, I am the Demon Lord, and I have called you for a long time, little brother."

He can remember Zhou Ming's expression at that time for a lifetime.

Xu Basui looked at this thin-skinned little Taoist leader blushing at a loss, and couldn't help laughing with joy: "Yo Yo Yo, why isn't it called Mozun? It's a melodious name, and I'm very familiar with it, Saturday? What Haihan apologized, the more polite it is, the more interesting it sounds to me, the more I want to have a different way of playing with Taoist Priest."

Zhou Ming pinched his fingertips again and again: "Stop playing."

"why not?"

"It's impossible for a magic cultivator and a fairy cultivator to be compatible."

Xu Basui leaned forward again, tilted his head on tiptoe and looked at him: "Strange, who said it's impossible?"

Zhou Ming retreated again, being forced to die: "I said it!"

Xu Basui smiled again, and stretched out his hand to lift the jade pendant on his wrist: "But it's up to me to say it. When I saw you, I thought bullying is not a bad word. On Saturday, I think a twisted melon is sweet."

The system covers his face: Tell the villain Zai Zai to play tricks on the protagonist Shou, but to tease the protagonist Gong is self-taught.What kind of retarded and cowardly person is set up, no, Zai Zai is so brave and smart!

Sure enough, the story is falling apart!

Suddenly thinking of something else, the system secretly glanced at the protagonist Shou who was left hanging aside, the little black flower squinted her eyes, showing no emotion.It poked its fingers and became worried, why isn't the protagonist jealous when Xipi Gong and other coquettish(?) subject(??) flirt?

The single-minded system was worried about how to get the story back on track in the future, and didn't realize that Xiao Heihua stretched out her hand behind her back, and the wound on her fingertips was longer and deeper than before.

Xu Basui was admiring Zhou Ming's embarrassing expression, when the other party's expression suddenly changed: "Bai Yuan, are you injured?!"

Xu Basui secretly thought that it was terrible, and when he looked back, Zhou Jin still had his hands behind his back, but there was a small pool of blood at his feet.

Xiao Heihua turned her face away and said softly: "No."

Zhou Ming flashed in front of his eyes and grabbed his hand directly, taking a breath.

Zhou Jin wanted to pull his hand back: "It's just a small hole, brother don't need to make a fuss."

But Zhou Ming didn't let go, held his hand and looked at Xu Basui, disappointed and sullen: "Mozun, are you torturing my junior brother?"

Ah, this seems to be the case.

Xu Basui was speechless, he scratched his palm with the hand behind his back, and spoke weakly: "...so what."

Zhou Ming was about to explode in anger: "I want to take my junior brother home!"

System: "He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, the assist has arrived! The assist has arrived! Beep beep is worthy of you!"

Xu Basui: Ha, ha.