With the good-for-nothing beauty

The next day, after washing the dishes, the Mozun asked Xiaobailian to sweep the Demon Realm Square, which is the gate of the Demon Realm Palace.

Han Tian opened his mouth wide when he heard this order: "Let him sweep the square?"

Xu Basui yawned and commanded casually: "Give him a broom and let him clean it by himself. Don't eat until dark, it's a waste of rations."

Han Tian nodded, put his hands into his sleeves, and took out a big broom, dustpan, and a basket for things in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Jin: ...Where did this thing come from?

"Zhou Yaoguang's trash brother, you take it, if you don't want to starve to death, clean it quickly." Han Tian stuffed it to him, and said seriously: "Hurry up, don't die so early, or we will have no fun."

Zhou Jin paused, then calmly took the tools and followed Han Tian's subordinates to the destination.

When he entered the Demon Realm, he passed out ridiculously in a sack. When he woke up, he was unfortunately a prisoner, and his range of activities was only in the crude palace of the Demon Realm.The walls of the main hall are pitch black everywhere, only Nankege, the residence of the Mozun, is more delicate, and the floor is as clear as ice.

The ubiquitous black is also in line with outsiders' imagination of the devil world.

But it wasn't until he walked out of the hall at this moment that Zhou Jin realized that it wasn't that he deliberately dyed his residence in pitch black, but that the background color of the entire demon world was desolate black.

Looking up, the Demon Realm is simply a land of coke.A piece of extreme desolation, no grass grows.On the contrary, it looks like the ferocious and twisted evil spirits on the black robe of the Demon Lord, their wildness and savagery are ready to come out.

Zhou Jin stayed for a while before seeing the square of the Demon Realm. He thought that this kind of place was grand and luxurious, no matter how bad it was, it would be domineering. Who knew that when he looked up, the so-called Demon Realm Square was a ruined building.On a mottled high platform, there are eight tattered pillars standing alone, which seem to be falling down in a second.

After looking carefully at Xu for a while, he could vaguely see traces of spiritual power branding on the eight pillars, and there should have been formations on them.

I am used to seeing Qiongge in the Immortal Mountain of the Canglan School in the Immortal Realm, and the scene in the Demon Realm is beyond Zhou Jin's knowledge. This is the end of the world that no number of classics can describe.

How do you survive on such a vast coke?

Zhou Jin was shocked by the black demon world, and couldn't help asking: "What are those black things?"

"You don't know? Forget it, anyway, it has nothing to do with you." Moxiu pointed to the square, "The master's order is to sweep all the black things piled up in the square into the basket, and you are not allowed to stop until you finish sweeping. Work For those without spiritual cores, eat less and work more."

The demon cultivator was quite busy, so he returned in a hurry after explaining his explanation. Before leaving, he told him: "And you are too green, if you want to save your life, don't go out of the square."

As soon as Moxiu left, the entire square was empty.

A gust of hot wind with an unknown smell blew over, making Zhou Jin cough uncontrollably. He loosened his thin and thin collar, shivering from the cold and suffering from the scorching heat of the demon world.

Little boy, trash, rookie, he is indeed weak.From the fairy world to the devil world, what is the difference?

Zhou Jin gripped the broom tightly, smiled in silence for a moment, bent down and swept the floor.

The Demon Realm Square is not bad. After scanning it twice, it can be vaguely seen that it is a foothold carved out of limestone.As for the places outside the square, they were all horrible, and the ground was full of dark and ferocious sand and stones.

Zhou Jin swept up the black gravel all over the floor and put them into the basket. The small basket was like a bottomless pit that couldn't be filled no matter what.

The earth does not produce its own black charcoal, that is the sky.Zhou Jin straightened up after scanning for a long time, looked at the pillar, and saw the purple glimmer of spiritual flow.He looked up at the sky of the Demon Realm, and it was indeed cloudier than the Immortal Realm.

The devil world is a filthy place.Zhou Jin thought.

If he has a spiritual core, he will definitely be polluted if he stays here for a long time.

Zhou Jin glanced at the pillar again, and then continued to sweep the floor, his sweat gradually slipping off, and his thoughts scattered endlessly.

Why doesn't Demon Lord Xu Ke have the Heart Demon Seal?That guy is still wearing a lot of small rings of cold iron, is it a magic weapon or the deity's bad taste?I don't know if there are other places on the body, such as wrists and ankles...

When he was guessing in a strange direction, Zhou Jin suddenly felt a fishy smell keenly, grabbed the broom and jumped aside.

"Hey, you're quite clever, isn't it a beauty lamp?"

A scary-looking gray-clothed demon cultivator appeared at the original position, scanning Zhou Jin from beginning to end with a salivating gaze.

Zhou Jin felt nauseated for a while: "What is your Excellency doing?"

"What's the matter?" Moxiu Hungry Ghost pounced on him as if seeing flesh, "Of course it's you, beauty!"

Without saying a word, Zhou Jin picked up the broom and slapped it. After all, Han Tian gave this thing, and it was more or less a magic weapon. It accurately slapped the low-level magician to the point of bleeding.Moxiu took a hard blow, and quickly grabbed Zhou Jin with his claw-like hands, but the opponent dodged like a loach.

Zhou Jin didn't have a spiritual core, so he could only rely on the broom in his hand and his basic martial arts skills to support him.

The demon cultivator approached him a few times but couldn't please him, so he wiped his mouth with a smirk: "Okay! The beauty is really a good piece of meat! If it wasn't for the brothers who let the wind behind me have to line up, I would definitely enjoy it. I was in the starving ghost hall before. When I saw you, I couldn't fall asleep thinking about our brothers. Don't hide, beauty, let us have a good time, and we promise to make you too..."

Zhou Jin pursed his lips and kept backing away, the closer he got to the edge of the square, the paler his face became.

That demonic cultivator/insect thought it was the beauty who was afraid, and rushed up to arrest her in a hurry. This time, she touched her shoulder, and was about to drag her over, when the beauty used some form-shifting technique, and suddenly Go to the side and beat him flying with a broom.

It just so happened that a gust of wind blew at this moment, and the demon cultivator had no room to resist, and was suddenly pushed out of the Demon Realm Square, and fell face-to-face on the charred ground.

Moxiu got up in a daze, turned around and wanted to jump back to the square, but found that there were no buildings in front of him, only the endless black land.

"What's going on... Hey, stop joking," Moxiu was terrified, "Where's the palace? Where's the square? What about a big square?"

Zhou Jin panted to see that demon cultivator wandering outside like a blind man, layers of nausea rose in his empty stomach.

He was about to snap off the broom, and after being silently angry for a while, he turned around and looked up at the towering pillar, with an unsteady voice: "Has the Demon Lord played enough?"

There was a burst of spiritual ripples in the air, and a figure appeared through the air, landed on the pillar and slowly appeared. It was Xu Basui who was stealthily eating melons.

He sat on the pillar, propped his bent knees on his elbows, and rested his chin on his hands, looking at the little black flower below in a complicated way.

"Hey, you should not be able to feel the fluctuation of spiritual power for a piece of waste snack without a spiritual core. How do you know that this seat is near here?"

Zhou Jin brushed his face that was covered with cold sweat, and the trembling still continued: "I guessed wildly. If you say it casually, you will reveal yourself."

Xu Basui fluttered with the wind for a few seconds, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Zhou Jin looked up at him coldly: "This is the interest of the demon king? Isn't this kind of drama bad?"

Xu Basui pursed his lips, then shook his legs suddenly, and said viciously: "The scene where the beauty is trampled is quite interesting."

Zhou Jin stared at him for a long time, his anger turned into a cold and charming smile, he gritted his teeth and restrained himself, his voice blew into Xu Basui's ear with the wind: "You Hexiu."

System: "Do you need a translation?"

Xu Basui: "What?"

The system clapped its hands: "The protagonist said, 'God Demon Lord, fuck your mother!' That's it."

"..."