"I'm afraid you're stupid, you stupid wolf! Spit it out quickly! If you swallow it directly, won't you be afraid of exploding and dying?"

When the little demons nearby saw the wolf demon swallowing the ginseng in one gulp, some were gloating and waiting to see the fun, while some kind-hearted demons reminded the wolf demon.

The wolf demon bared his teeth and said with a smile: "My stomach bag is a bit special, I can store some small things!" Most of the other little demons stuffed the elixir into the torn animal skins around their waists, and heard the wolf demon say that their stomach bags were special.

, and some expressed envy for his convenience in storing things in the future.

In fact, it is not difficult to learn to use demon energy to control the stomach pouch, but little demons generally don't like to use their brains. Even if they have seen demon soldiers using the magical power of the stomach pouch, they are just envious and will not draw inferences like Lang Xing.

The belly bag of the rabbit demon can be easily accessed, and the internal space is huge. The wolf demon cannot even be called a little demon.

When the noise from the little demons below became quieter, the general Qingtian said loudly: "The children have worked hard for a year, and the king will remember it. The little ones must be even more diligent in the coming year!"

The elixirs are given out directly at every age, without going through the demon soldiers. It is probably to let the little demons in the mountain remember the kindness of the Black Wind King. After all, although the little demons do not have many magical powers, no one can predict that the little demons in the mountain will be like this today.

After more than a hundred years of demons, will anyone become a demon general?

After the general distributed the reward, the leaves changed and fluttered, reappearing at the entrance of the Batu Cave. The eyes of the little monsters also shifted to the entrance of the Batu Cave, which was forty or fifty feet high.

A gust of black wind swept by, and the torches all over the mountain were blown brightly and dimly. When the black wind gradually subsided, a strong man with a black face stood above the cave entrance, wearing black leather boots. He was draped all over, with big shoulders and a round waist, and a brown cloak behind him.

The sound of hunting.

It’s like being in front of a human battle line with ten thousand people against a fierce general!

It is the Lord of this thousand-mile mountain farm, the Batu King of Batu Caves!

There are two demon generals standing slightly below the black man, and on the left is a rare female demon, wearing a white palace dress, with a cold expression, and a vermilion mark between the eyebrows, standing in the air behind the Black Wind King, one black and one white,

Very eye-catching.

On the right is a lean young man, also dressed as a general, with a gourd and wine flask hanging on his waist, winking lazily at the banshee in palace attire.

The one hundred and eighty demon soldiers in the cave were divided into four or five teams and stood respectfully under the entrance of the cave. They were much more orderly than the little demons in the square.

The demon king, demon generals and demon soldiers who had just been drinking and having fun in the cave appeared in the square, and the atmosphere once again set off a climax.

"Young men!" The Black Wind King took the lead and stood in the air. His voice was obviously not loud, but at this moment, a greeting seemed to ring in his ears, and the scene suddenly became silent.

"This year coincides with my coming out of seclusion. It has been three or five consecutive years that I haven't celebrated the New Year with my children!" Black Wind Dynasty said to the little monsters all over the mountain, "Cultivation is not easy, so let's let the children have fun today!"

"After we have had enough food and wine, there is still a lot of excitement. The children are willing to fight hand to hand for fun!" King Black Wind finished speaking to the demon soldiers and little demons below, and then said to the side, "Girl, I just want you to take a look at Black Wind."

Fengshan is a good boy”

After the Black Wind King finished speaking, the little demons in the square discovered that there was a female demon next to the Black Wind King. She had been there all along, but she seemed to have suddenly appeared.

The succubus, who was called a nympho by the Black Wind King, had her eyes raised, and there was a little beauty mark on the corner of her eye, as if her face was stained with tears. She was dressed in a blue robe, and her whole body showed no trace of skin, but there was a hint of aura between her eyes.

The eyes were heard, and all the monsters in the mountain, including the monster soldiers below, stared blankly at the banshee in the sky.

Lang Xing only thought that this woman was extremely beautiful, but he had seen all kinds of beauties on the Internet in his previous life, and he didn't think she was so beautiful that people would fall in love at first sight. The other little demons sitting around the campfire were not as knowledgeable as the wolf demon.

He was in a state of infatuation, his eyes were blurred, and he kept muttering, "Fairy... My mother is here, fairy..."

Another female demon general behind the Black Wind King snorted, but it sounded like spring thunder over the mountain field. The demons woke up from the state of confusion and looked up again. The female demon general was still extremely beautiful.

, but also has a vague feeling like seeing flowers in the fog.

"You can't afford to be a girl like your Majesty. It just so happens that this opens the slave family's eyes. Our Qingqiu Mountain is not as lively as your Majesty's Heifeng Mountain. It's also deserted every year."

It turns out that this girl is the Qingqiu Mountain fox demon that the rabbit demon Xi Jing mentioned on the way up the mountain.

"My sister is about to form a pill right in front of me. Who knows, next year I will go to Qingqiu Mountain to congratulate my sister! How can I not call her my sister?"

The Black Wind King was chatting with the visitors from Qingqiu Mountain above. The demon soldiers in charge had already come out and started shouting in the square. At this time, Lang Xing also saw the rabbit demon walking to the bonfire following the little demon.

"The melee fighting is about to start. A bonfire will have two or three people participating. Is there anyone willing to participate?" The rabbit demon asked. The little demon who followed him was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic at this time. There was no rush to come forward as Lang Xing imagined.

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"Master Rabbit, today's hand-to-hand fighting is not our usual fun, so we don't dare to do it again."

A brave little demon said in a low voice. After listening to the chattering of the surrounding demons, the wolf demon understood the first procedure of this melee fight.

The age-old hand-to-hand combat is similar to the performance of certain human tribes on mountains of swords and seas of fire. The first one is filled with little monsters voluntarily participating in the fight, regardless of the number of people, and there are no rules. The more intense the fight, the better, just like raising poisonous insects.

There is great terror between life and death, and those who have participated in the little monsters are still frightened. Over the years, there are not many people who voluntarily participate. The little monsters can only be encouraged to participate by the demon soldiers in charge or by promises or threats.

"A bunch of idiots! They are very scared on the high platform transformed by the general. At most, their intestines will be broken, and their hands and feet will be cut off. Over the years, several little demons have died in this scene. The general has his own magic method to save them."

." The rabbit demon first promised that his life would not be in danger, and then said:

"Those who persist until the end of the hundred demons may learn a kind of little demon play. There are thousands of little demons in the cave, but only three to five hundred will play in the end. Why don't you dare to play?"

The little demons have heard this story every year, and everyone who has been around for a long time knows it, but the intensity of the first scene was still higher than what the rabbit demon said about the severed hands and feet. Several unlucky ghosts died that year.

Even if you don't die, the injury will still be really painful.

Besides, compared to elixirs, little demon opera is much less attractive to the little demons. Only demons can enlighten their minds. It is extremely difficult to learn the little demon opera, and the chance of success is not high.

Seeing that the little demons were still burying their heads and pretending to be stupid, the rabbit demon began to forcibly distribute them. After scanning back and forth twice, the wolf demon only felt that the rabbit demon's eyes were on him for the longest time.

My own house is under his jurisdiction, and the little demon in the medicine garden has always been incomplete. If the rabbit demon forces the distribution and doesn't rank me first, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince everyone! Lang Xing's mind is constantly changing, and the pros and cons are running through his mind quickly.

There is no fear of life, and you have the opportunity to learn a little demon trick. Even if you suffer some physical pain, you can still do this business! Become a wolf demon, be cruel to others, and even more cruel to yourself!

If you have innate spiritual acupoints, the little demon plays can be more effective, so that you can gain a foothold among the little demons!
Chapter completed!