Chapter 134 The little white rabbit spoiled by the holy monk is the demon king 19
Chapter 134 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (19)
Nanxian heard the cracking sound of the bone cage breaking.
The white bone cage that had imprisoned her for more than two months finally turned into a forest-white skeleton at this moment, as if it had lost its source of support, and the white light above it disappeared.
A white round bead fell between the bones with a thud.
Nan Xian caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and his heart tightened. This was - Demon Pill!
The demon pill fell between the white bones, cracked little by little, and then turned into a puddle of powder.
"You..." Nan Xian didn't expect that Lu Yixiu used demon pills to control this cage of bones. No wonder he could retract and retract it as big as a cage. No wonder this kind of dead thing would listen to his orders.
It’s so crazy!
If the demon loses the demon pill, all its cultivation will be completely dissipated.
In order to keep her for two months, Lu Yixiu's more than seven hundred years of cultivation were wasted overnight.
Nan Xian glared at him with complicated eyes and heard a burst of rapid footsteps rushing towards the hall.
After a while, a group of little demons rushed into the demon mansion.
"Quick! Lu Yixiu is inside, kill him and the demon king, and the demon world will be ours from now on!"
"Brothers, charge! Lu Yixiu was seriously injured by the monks from Qingya Mountain, and he suffered so many attacks from us. He won't be able to hold on for long."
"I can't stand it for a long time. The demon world is controlled by a rabbit demon and a half-demon. It is simply a shame for the demon world. Kill the demon king and Lu Yixiu!"
"Kill the Demon King and Lu Yixiu!"
The monsters rushed in screaming, and they saw Lu Yixiu leaning against the wooden cabinet, dying, with dark green eyes, more air coming out and less air coming in.
A group of monsters seemed to have been beaten to death: "Kill! Lu Yixiu is going to die, hahaha!"
Perhaps it was because the Demon King was too famous as a "bastard" in the demon world. When these monsters saw Nan Xian, they showed no fear and rushed towards Lu Yixiu with their demon soldiers and sharp blades.
Lu Yixiu's face looked calm.
It seems as if death or not is as common to him as eating and drinking.
The only regret——
It was the smelly monk from Qingya Mountain who was too persistent and kept hitting the gate barrier with the nine-curved chain lock every day. He was unable to imprison the demon king for a while longer.
There were red bloody handprints everywhere on the azure gauze curtain.
Lu Yixiu glanced at Nan Xian one last time, raised his lips slightly, and said with a pale face, "Your Highness, you don't need me anymore."
Nan Xian silently jumped in front of Lu Yixiu, pulled out the purple whip from his waist and swung it fiercely. A strong and overbearing demon power instantly flew away the murderous little demons.
"Ah!" The monsters screamed in different tones.
Nan Xian showed no mercy. She thought of those sharp claw and tooth marks on Lu Yixiu's body, her eyes were slightly cold, and she beat all the little demons to pieces, howling and wailing.
In the end, no monsters dared to come forward, and they escaped from the monster mansion in embarrassment.
However, outside the Demon Mansion, the barrier protecting the gate was broken, and they met the disciples from Qingya Mountain head-on, and they fought again.
Nan Xian looked at the broken purple whip and sighed in his heart.
Lu Yixiu's demonic power dissipated, and this purple whip was equivalent to an ordinary whip.
However, I don’t know what material the whip body is made of. It is very tough. Even if the wisteria inside is broken, the whip body is still smooth as before, with no cracks at all.
"You go away." Nanxian returned the purple whip to its original owner.
"I imprisoned Your Highness and deserved death. Why didn't Your Highness let those monsters kill me?"
Nan Xian turned away and said, "Your cultivation has been ruined. You will transform into your original form after one stick of incense. You need to practice again to regain your human form. This is more painful than death."
The young man smiled softly and opened his thin lips slightly: "Your Highness is wrong. If I never see Your Highness again, it will be more painful than death."
Nan Xian frowned slightly and turned to look at the little wooden figure in Lu Yixiu's arms.
Therefore, he had long expected that there would be a day of separation, so he carved these little wooden figures day and night, trying to...
Nan Xian cut off the thoughts in his mind, stopped looking back at Lu Yixiu, and stepped out of the dormitory.
On the purple stone road in the courtyard, the young and beautiful holy monk has been standing there for an unknown length of time.
Nan Xian looked at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Uncle Master, the fight is in full swing outside. You don't use your nine-bend chain lock to fight monsters. Could it be that you want to capture the thief first and capture the king first?"
Qi Sheng looked steadily at the demon king with a flowery smile.
There was some astringency in the depths of the eyes, and the small mole at the end of the eye was bright red against the blood-red sky in the demon world. He whispered softly: "Yaoyao, I don't want to practice Taoism anymore."
Qixi's voice sounded in her mind at the right time: [Congratulations to the host, the target's favorability towards you has risen to 75, please keep up your efforts~]
Previously, Qi Sheng's favorability score for her had always been below 50. Nanxian thought he was too determined and difficult to flirt with. Unexpectedly, Qixi's first report of favorability actually reached 75.
He is really a sultry little monk who will not cherish anything until he loses it.
Nan Xian pretended to be puzzled. He put his hands behind his back and tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Why is this? Why doesn't my junior uncle practice Taoism anymore?"
"Yao Yao, I will return to secular life and get married to you, so please don't fall in love with someone else, okay?"
He doesn't know why he is so insecure?
But whether it's Zeyang or the half-demon Lu Yixiu, he doesn't want her to say another word or look at anyone again, and he can't help but be jealous and want to take advantage of her.
Nan Xian's heart suddenly jumped a few beats, but his face didn't show it at all. Instead, he said in surprise: "My nickname is not Yaoyao. Is this the wrong person for me?"
How will it be for me, the majestic demon king, to be captured and married by you?"
"Yao Yao, don't pretend you don't know me." Qi Sheng's eyes were filled with mist, and they were so wet and red that people couldn't help but want to come up and kiss his wet tears away.
Seeing him like this, Nan Xian sighed inwardly, stepped down the steps, pressed his head down and kissed his forehead: "Tell me, junior uncle, when did you find out that I am the Demon King?"
Her cheeks were pink when she was born in early childhood, and her heart was beating so hard that it was almost about to jump out of her chest.
He said in a hoarse voice: "The second time you fell asleep, I sprinkled Buddha's latent incense on you, and the next day when I was chanting sutras, I smelled the fragrance of Buddha's latent incense on your body."
"Uncle Master is indeed an unruly monk." Nan Xian lowered his head and pressed his lips to his lips, saying in a lazy and itchy voice, "But I like it."
Qisheng's ears and neck were red, but he responded awkwardly to her kiss.
In front of the bedroom window, a pair of forest-green eyes watched this scene coldly. When the time came, the evil light disappeared from the eyes of the tall and handsome young man, and his black clothes slowly shrank.
After a while, a small golden-brown snake swam out from it.
It tried to use its tail to pick up the small wooden figures scattered on the ground, but it was too small and failed several times.
In front of the hospital came the disciples of Qingya Mountain exclaiming: "Uncle Master!"
"Little junior brother!"
When the little snake heard the sound, it had no choice but to give up and take away all the wooden figures. It bit the most beautiful wooden figure in red and swam away quickly.
Qi Sheng's face turned red as he heard the exclamations from the master brother and his disciples. The Demon King did not let him go and deliberately gave their uncle a loud bang in front of the Qingya Mountain disciples.
"We agreed to return to secular life and get married, and we will refrain from lying in Qingya Mountain."
The young master who was walking in front of the disciples had his eyes darkened: "Junior brother, why do you work diligently and persistently every day to break the demon world's protective barrier?"