After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Hu Yiqing's piercing eyes swept over Yan Shuanghong: "Why do you agree to make peace for me?"

Yan Shuanghong said patiently: "One thing more is worse than one thing less. Why do you have to fight hard?"

"Believe it or not if you talk too much, I'll kill you."

Yan Shuanghong shut up knowingly.

Everyone in Xianmen: "..."

What about the good harmony?

Jing Zun stroked his eyebrows: Actually, they are kind most of the time. After all, they are still alive after all these years, which shows that at least they didn't beat each other to death.

"Let me tell you a few." Hu Yiqing looked at them, "If you don't return the sacrifice, I will fight against Yanshan Mountain. If you want to make peace, there is no way!"

Yan E: "Ji Ling has been reincarnated, if you want it to be reincarnated too."

Hu Yiqing was stunned for a moment, suddenly annoyed, and her green hair flew wildly: "Then I'll capture you to refine sacrificial spirits." She saw Ah Zhuo, who had the lowest cultivation level, and stretched out her sleeves to draw him in.

Jing Zun couldn't keep silent any longer, his fingertips turned into a stream of light and knocked on Hu Yiqing's wrist, the man who had just been entangled was loosened suddenly, staggered back, Jing Zun raised his arm to catch it, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and Overwhelmed with aura, it hit Hu Yiqing's face.

Hu Yiqing couldn't dodge, backed up and fell to the ground, vomited a big mouthful of blood, she didn't dare to act rashly anymore, she covered her chest and looked back and forth at several people, doubts flashed in her eyes, and she became even more frightened.

Yan Shuanghong helped her up, and said in a low voice: "You can't even defeat these immortal masters, and you still want to fight Zhaoyan Mountain?"

Hu Yiqing's eyes lingered on the man wearing the fence for a while, and said in a low voice: "Why do I always feel that the Lord seems to be back?"

"What?" Yan Shuanghong was startled, her face turned pale, "Impossible, he's dead."

"I don't know, but I really feel his breath..." She glanced at Jing Zun again, and heard someone outside the hall say leisurely, "Who said the Lord is not dead?"

In a pink shirt and a golden hair tie, the man who came was a man with an extremely charming face.

Luan Sanzao is good at charm, and wears pink and tender clothes every day. Jing Zun has never understood his hobbies.

The person who came in raised Lanhua and pointed: "It is impossible for the Lord to be alive. I saw him being struck by lightning with my own eyes."

"Oh, it turns out that Jing Zun was struck to death by lightning." Yan E said.

It has been rumored from all walks of life that the Demon Lord died after failing to cross the catastrophe, but he really doesn't know the exact way of death.

[Did the former Demon Lord swear something he shouldn't have? ] Ah thought about it.

Jing Zun: "..."

He turned his displeasure to Luan Sanzao, thinking to himself: You saw me being struck by lightning and you didn't save me!

Luan Sanzao said again: "Even if he didn't die, he must have been seriously injured. If he didn't die then, he will definitely die now. What are you afraid of?"

"Who's scared?" Hu Yiqing said, poking his neck, "I'm just worried, if we don't die, wouldn't our efforts be in vain?"

Jing Zun raised his eyes: What are you trying to do?

Luan Sanzao raised his head and smiled and said: "Whoever becomes the Demon Lord now depends on his own ability, but no matter how hard you two work, it's useless to try to please me now. In the future, I will be the Demon Lord, and I can give you some benefits."

These few protectors are not shy about people, simply the fairy gate can't control the inside of their demon clan.

"Fuck you, it's not certain who wins and who loses!" The other two responded.

The people in Zhaoyan Mountain who were watching the quarrel: "So they all want to be the demon king, so they promised to be loyal?"

The demons respect the strong, and whoever is strong will be the master. When they are subordinates, they will do their best. If they have the opportunity to go further, they are not willing to give up the opportunity. It's hard to understand, it's just that they compete with each other, and there hasn't been a winner in these years.

Jing Zun: It's a pity, I heard your ambition.

Hearing Ah Zhuo sigh again: [They want to be the Demon Lord, this is not good, this position will belong to the elder brother in the future, should I think of a way to stop them, what can I do? ]

Jing Zun couldn't hold back a smile.

Little Junior Brother is sometimes so innocent that he is extremely cute.

The little junior brother was still surrounded by his arms, hearing this laughter, he looked back at him in amazement, he was so close and his breath blended together, he wanted to ask him why he was laughing, but couldn't.

Only that disturbed thought:

[Eldest brother is really pretty. ]

[He always protects me, he is so kind to me. ]

[That day, he was halfway through his speech, and asked some random questions. He thought he would... I thought he would confess, but I was extravagant. ]

[Then if I take the initiative to confess to him, will he accept it? ]

The guardians are still arguing, talking about it from the time when the demon king was still there, until now, during which time a lot of gossip and anecdotes about the demon king broke out, and the ghost king and demon king listened with great interest.

And Jing Zun didn't hear a word, and his heart was a little confused.

He remembered that the demon king said that the demon clan is most likely to become dependent on those who save them and protect them.

Is this kind of dependence really a relationship?

The complicated thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise, and there was a burst of smoke outside the hall, a man ran in with a disheveled face, spit out a few mouthfuls of mud in his mouth, his whole face was flushed, he looked at the few people in the hall, and laughed Get up, "There are so many handsome brothers, come, let me hug..."

Several people:"……"

Who is this?

Are you so dissatisfied?

Jing Zun wanted to pretend that he didn't know him.

Oh, I'm really pretending not to know him now.

Luan Sanzao looked at the visitor with disgust on his face: "Yu Sibai, what kind of strange medicine did you concoct?"

The master of Baitang Yu Sibai is good at alchemy, he likes to be eclectic after refining a lot, and always wants to add some novel effects, but it is often self-defeating.

Jing Zun remembers asking him to make a lightning protection pill before, and he added a music effect to it. When Jing Zun passed the catastrophe from Yuanying to Huashen, many people in the demon clan saw that the demon king was accompanied by the thunderbolt. The impassioned string music fled around very rhythmically.

This time it looks like, Bu Xiao said, he practiced messy things again.

Sure enough, Yu Sibai rushed towards Luan Sanzao, and said bitterly: "I want to tell the two male lions on the mountain to stop fighting, and I plan to practice a friendship-enhancing pill, but the alchemy furnace exploded, I don't know if it is I used too much material, in short, after I inhaled the breath of that pill, now I just want to... only want to find a man to get close to..."

Luan Sanzao backed away in a hurry, shaking his clothes and looking at him in fear: "Get out of here, try touching me again!"

"I can't help it, I can't control it..." Yu Sibai said, "I have no strength, please help me go to my room to find the antidote. There is a red bottle on the shelf in the room. Medicine can stop..."

Luan Sanzao immediately ran out in three steps and two steps; "Okay, okay, I'll go find it."

As long as you don't jump on me.

Yan Shuanghong was more enthusiastic, and he followed suit: "I'll help you."

Yu Sibai smiled and turned around, looking at the others, grinning impressively.

Several people retreated in unison.

Hu Yiqing couldn't stand it any longer, and conjured up an iron chain to tie him up.

Looking at this scene, Yan E sighed: "It's an eye-opener, are all demons like this?"

Xuan Yan was deeply moved: "It is normal for that Yan Shuanghong who was originally from the demon clan."

Just finished speaking, Yan Shuanghong ran in in fear: "It's bad, it's bad, all my paintings are gone."

Hu Yiqing: "Is this also a matter?"

"Hey, I was originally a pen demon. Paintings can come true. Once they leave the enchantment in my courtyard, they will become real."

Jing Zun hurriedly said, "What did you draw?"

"Eh... the ancient fierce beast, the fierce blade, I even drew the Lord..."

"..."

"No, why are you painting the Lord?" Hu Yiqing clicked his tongue.

"My lord looks good, everyone has a love for beauty."

Just as I was talking, I suddenly heard a roar of a beast, but I saw a giant unicorn with a body like a mountain poking its head and trying to squeeze in through the door, but it was too big to get in. The sky was bright and cloudy, and the giant claw slapped it angrily.

The door of the main hall creaked and fell down.

Jing Zun: "..."

This is what I paid for!

A few people ran out, and the light outside was completely blocked by the giant beast. Although it was a painted monster, its ferocious nature was not diminished, and its ability was equally remarkable. Using spiritual power to create chains, it was only enough to tie down the monster's foot, and the monster was enraged, and when it roared, it spit out scorching flames.

Jing Zun immediately threw a barrier in front of the two of them, then secretly broke away from his consciousness, leaped onto the head of the beast, and transformed into several light blades in his sleeves, all approaching the beast, and controlled him with a spirit to prevent him from escaping. Several sharp blades pierced the skull of the beast, and the beast screamed a few times before collapsing.

The huge body smashed down the demon hall, rumbling dust and smoke everywhere, and the huge hall collapsed in front of several people.

Jing Zun returned to his spiritual sense and clutched his chest.

Ah Zhuo quickly supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Seeing that all the wasted money was wasted, he gritted his teeth and said, "My heart aches."

The demon king and the ghost king looked at each other and showed admiration for each other: he seems to be able to stimulate his potential whenever he encounters a dangerous situation.

The giant beast was subdued, and Hu Yiqing saved his life thanks to them. After pondering for a long time, he let go: "Okay, this time I won't fight with you at Mount Zhaoyan."

Meng Ximao clasped his hands again and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission."

Turning back to the students: "Then can we go back?"

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Hu Yiqing had a quick look: "It's getting late, not to mention the food has been prepared, you can leave tomorrow, lest you go back and say that I, the demons, don't want to have a meal."

The main hall can't stay with people. Fortunately, there are many houses of the demons, and they can live anywhere in the middle of the mountain. They chose a good courtyard for a few people.

It's just that the courtyard is nice, but there are only three rooms.

The demons don't care about small details, the three rooms are very big, even the five of them can sleep in one room, so I don't think there is any lack of hospitality.

The demon king and the ghost king planned to explore the secret realm of the demon clan at night, so they made an appointment to sleep in a room.

Meng Ximao looked at Jing Zun and Ah Zhuo: "How do we divide the three?"

Two people: "This..."

"You two share a room and I live alone, is that okay?" Meng Ximao interrupted them.

"Also... okay." A Zhuo said expressionlessly.

The author has something to say: Mozun: Junior brother, what is your first impression of my demon clan?

Junior Brother: Very good.

Heart: [It seems that none of them are normal. ]

Mozun: ...