Jiang Beibei directly pulled out the hairpin from her head and poked at the Nine-Headed Demon Lord.
"Hmph! It's almost like tickling! Although I have been sealed, I am still the soul of a half-step Demon Emperor. How can I be easily hurt by such a common thing?"
The Nine-Headed Demon Lord taunted, his mouth opened and closed, and with that sarcastic expression, it was quite funny.
"You stinky fish, you're so mad at me!"
Jiang Beibei pinched her waist, her face turned red with anger.
"No problem, use this."
Jiang Tian held it in the air, and the bloodthirsty trident appeared in his hand, "This bloodthirsty trident is matched with this fish tank, and it is just right to deal with him."
"I have erased the demonic thoughts inside, you can just inject the divine thoughts directly into it."
"Thank you dad."
Jiang Beibei directly injected spiritual thoughts, and the bloodthirsty trident immediately recognized its owner.
With a thought, the bloodthirsty trident instantly shrank to the size of a hairpin. Jiang Beibei said with a wicked smile: "Stinky fish, let's see if you can be as arrogant as before this time!"
Stab directly towards the Nine-Headed Demon Lord.
"You shameless person, how dare you treat me like this! I and you are irreconcilable."
The Nine-Headed Demon Lord was frightened, swung his fish tail, and hid in the corner of the fish tank, refusing to come out.
"How dare you hide!"
Jiang Beibei was very angry. With a thought, the bloodthirsty trident grew in size and stabbed the Nine-Headed Demon Lord directly.
"Ouch!"
The Nine-Headed Demon Lord was in pain and howled non-stop.
Jiang Beibei finally became happy.
"Come out!"
Suddenly, Jiang Tian felt a different kind of aura, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked into the distance.
"Elder Taichu's skills are indeed extraordinary. This spirit gathering formation is more than a hundred times more powerful than it was back then!"
The Supreme Elder appeared in front of the two of them in a blink of an eye and bowed in salute.
"Dad, this is..."
Jiang Beibei held the bloodthirsty trident and stared at the Supreme Elder.
Although the two had met before, Jiang Beibei was unconscious at the time and did not know each other.
"Miss Beibei, the old Wang Daofeng."
The Supreme Elder introduced himself: "I was originally the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Zhen Sect, but now I am trapped in the sect-protecting formation with the body of a divine soul."
"The Supreme Elder?"
Jiang Beibei quickly put away her cynical smile.
Jiang Tian told him that he was new here and should not cause trouble.
But she didn't know that at this moment, the entire Xianzhen Sect would be kneeling at Jiang Tian's feet.
"Miss Beibei is joking, just call me Lao Wang." Wang Daofeng didn't show off at all.
"Why did you come here?" Jiang Tian said calmly.
"Elder Taichu, I said before that I would follow Elder Taichu to the death, so I came here." Wang Daofeng bowed.
"Have I promised?" Jiang Tian frowned slightly, seeming to be recalling.
"Ah, this..."
Wang Daofeng suddenly blushed and said: "I can do laundry, cooking, refining elixirs, and repairing the formation. I can also accompany Miss Beibei to travel within the thousands of miles of Xianzhen Sect. Please ask Elder Taichu to help."
"You old man, you are quite interesting. Just take care of Beibei's daily life for the time being and chat with her to relieve her boredom."
Jiang Tian thought for a while and immediately knew what Wang Daofeng was asking for, "What you ask for will naturally be done for you when I leave the Xianzhen Sect."
"Thank you very much, Elder Taichu! I will do my best to take good care of Miss Beibei."
Wang Daofeng was overjoyed.
In his opinion, Jiang Tian is definitely not a thing in the pool, and it will be a matter of time before he leaves the Xianzhen Sect.
In other words, he will soon be able to escape from the sect-protecting formation.
"So good."
Jiang Tian nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Beibei, and said: "In order to save you this time, I forced myself to break through the seclusion. Now I need to continue the seclusion. If you have something to do, just give me the instructions directly."
"As Miss Beibei ordered, this old man in the Xianzhen Sect will definitely do it." Wang Daofeng bowed quickly.
"All right."
Jiang Beibei pouted her mouth with an unhappy look on her face.
I just met Jiang Tian and I have to retreat again. Can't I play with myself for a while?
Jiang Tian took a step forward and disappeared.
"Grandpa Wang, come and help me catch fish." Jiang Beibei said with a smile.
"Oh, no matter what, Miss Beibei should call me Lao Wang." Wang Daofeng replied quickly.
"Old bastard? Isn't this not good?"
Jiang Beibei blinked her eyes.
"Ah, then you can call me whatever you want." Wang Daofeng knew he had made a mistake and smiled awkwardly.
"Okay, then I'll call you Lao Wang. Lao Wang, hurry up and help me catch fish!"
Jiang Beibei directly handed the bloodthirsty trident to Wang Daofeng.
"The Bloodthirsty Trident!"
Wang Daofeng's soul trembled, and when he looked at the fish tank on the side, he almost fell to the ground.
It turned out to be the Nine-Headed Demon Palace that took its original shape and formed a fish tank.
And the nine-headed fish in the fish tank, grinning and glaring, if not the Nine-Headed Demon King, who else could it be?
Jiang Tianzhen really gave the Nine-headed Demon Lord to her daughter as a pet!
Moreover, it also comes with a fish tank and a bloodthirsty trident!
How enviable!
For a moment, Wang Daofeng even envied Jiang Beibei for having such a good father.
For a moment, Wang Daofeng thought that it would be great if he had such a father.
"Old Wang, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and get pricked!" Jiang Beibei looked at Wang Daofeng in a daze and reminded him.
"Oh, nothing, nothing!"
Wang Daofeng immediately picked up the bloodthirsty trident and stabbed it.
He was not like Jiang Beibei who just pricked the fish casually a few times, but he even used the power of the fairy spirit.
"Ouch, it hurts! Damn old man, if you dare to treat me like this, I will never spare you!"
For a moment, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord screamed in pain and cursed endlessly.
Jiang Beibei, on the other hand, was giggling and happy.
"Miss Beibei, there are still very deep formation patterns left in this fish tank! It's really amazing."
After stabbing the Nine-Headed Demon Lord for a while, Wang Daofeng suddenly discovered that there were faintly broken array patterns flickering in the fish tank.
"Oh, really? Why didn't I notice it?"
Jiang Beibei took a few curious glances, but found nothing.
"Maybe you haven't practiced formation pattern before, so you are not too sensitive."
Wang Daofeng stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "I have been here for a while and have learned a lot of profound formation patterns, which will be of great benefit to me!"
"Ah, yes!"
Jiang Beibei said indifferently: "Then you should torture him more!"
"Ah! No!"
After being stabbed for a long time by Wang Daofeng with the bloodthirsty trident, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord had just breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard these words, his soul suddenly disappeared.
I just hate why I have nine heads instead of nine legs.
A few days later.
"Ah, so boring!"
Jiang Beibei sat on the chair and stretched.
Wang Daofeng still fished tirelessly, comprehending the broken formations in the fish tank.
However, the Nine-Headed Demon Lord was miserable.
He went from being unruly and cursing at the beginning to begging for mercy and begging again and again.
By now, he was completely desperate. His feeling of pain didn't seem to be that strong anymore, and he didn't even bother to avoid it.
It hurts if it hurts, and you ca n’t live!
"who!"
The king of the fish suddenly looked up and looked at the distance.
I saw a woman wearing a purple Luo Shushang coming from the sword, it was Mo Youran.
"Youran, you are here!"
Jiang Beibei is happy.
"I have seen too old."
Mo Youran bowed up and saluted.
"Um."
Wang Daofeng nodded slightly, and did not say much, turned his head to continue to tie the fish.
"Beibei, what about the elder who is too early?"
"Are you looking for my dad? He retreats. Is there anything wrong?"
"Oh ... I, I want to see my brother, can you help me ask for love?" Mo Youran prayed.