It's just that their pursuit was very frustrating.
This person has the skill of painting skin and is wandering around the holy capital.
Slippery as a loach, it was impossible to catch him.
Many warriors want to give up, but every time.
We can see him appear in the Holy City again and fight with the warriors who are chasing him, and finally escape with some injuries.
I went through this process over and over again countless times.
This made many warriors of the Demon Clan feel furious and wanted to catch Xu Wuzhou, skin him and cramp him.
"It's hard to understand why he knows how to paint skin!"
"Yes! Isn't this the legendary magical girl's peerless magical power?
He has no reason to understand!"
"Could it be that the person standing behind him is Mo Ji?
Is it possible that Mo Ji’s lineage will become an enemy of our holy clan?”
"What a shame! What a shame! There are countless people in my holy race, but we can't do anything to a small human race."
"He uses the art of painting skin to hide in the Holy City. There are so many people in the Holy City, how can we find him?"
"Yes! Even if he passes us by, we may not be able to find him.
Unless we use our power to invade his body for inspection and use our eyesight and soul alone, I'm afraid even the most powerful might not be able to discover it."
"You can't even spot the top with your eyesight alone.
Otherwise, how could Prince Geng be deceived?"
"That's not true. Prince Geng never thought that he was not a demon, so he didn't really check it.
Otherwise, when the supreme soul comes down for inspection, he won’t be able to cover it up.”
"Alas! That's true, but we can't let Juedian check everyone in the Holy City. This is unrealistic.
As long as this guy doesn't seek death right under Jue Dian's nose, it will be impossible for us to find him."
"Alas! But then again.
He used the art of painting to hide among the crowd, but he always took the risk to come out and cause trouble.
I feel like this is deliberately attracting our attention."
"Yes! Those hundreds of humans were rescued by him.
He's trying to attract our attention so that we don't have the energy to look for them."
"I think so too.
I think we should change our thinking and capture those hundreds of people.
Force him out!"
"That makes sense! Humph, since he cares so much about those hundreds of people, he used this as a threat.
Even if he doesn't obey, he can still kill those hundreds of people and restore some face to our holy clan."
"Do you think it's possible that he has changed the identities of hundreds of people?"
"Impossible! The art of painting skin is not that easy to use. It is difficult for him to find the skin painting of hundreds of people."
"Speaking of which, it's strange. With his ability, he could easily kill hundreds of civilians.
But in the Holy Capital, except for the warriors who were chasing him, he never took action against civilians."
"Whatever, no matter what, he will die.
Even if you have the skill of painting skin, you still can't escape from the Saint Clan Continent."
"He doesn't care whether he dies or not. It's just that the Taoist master of the human race doesn't know whether it's fun or not, and whether his buttocks can be raised or not."
"Damn, brother, your thinking is really unique!"
"I'm convinced! But when you say it like that, I also want to know whether it's sexy or not."
"..." Xu Wuzhou was in Prince Xin's Mansion, although he was often pestered by Shengxian'er.
But he is also very aware of external affairs.
Although he had long expected that people would turn their attention to human warriors sooner or later, he did not expect it to come so soon.
Although the human warriors hide their secrets, in the Demon Continent, the opponent has to put in the effort to find them, and they will be able to find them sooner or later.
However, the human warriors have regained their strength, and one or two warriors can solve the problem and contain the spread.
But this is not a lasting solution. If there are too many solutions, the demon warriors will naturally find clues.
"We still have to find a way to send them back to the human race as soon as possible."
Xu Wuzhou was thinking about this, holding the cicada skin in his hand, thinking about his experiences these days.
He let out a breath.
These days, Princess Xin would come to the pavilion every time to make a girl. Every time she made a girl, she would take out a stack of cicada skins, but she couldn't use much. She only used a small piece every time, and forgot the rest every time.
take away.
Xu Wuzhou also had considerable freedom in Prince Xin's Mansion, and an independent courtyard was arranged for him.
Occasionally when a warrior is around, Princess Xin will remind him: 'Qin Xu likes to be quiet and alone, so don't disturb him if nothing happens.
’ In particular, Prince Xin wanted to see him several times, but he was stopped by Prince Xin’s Mansion for various reasons.
In Prince Xin's Mansion, Xu Wuzhou was truly free, and Princess Xin made him feel at home.
Occasionally, Princess Xin would make some desserts for him to eat.
Occasionally, Sheng Xian'er would get angry at Sheng Xian'er a few times after pestering him for a long time.
Occasionally, I would give him some gorgeous and silky clothes.
She was like a sister next door, caring for him meticulously and making people feel warm.
This feeling is very pleasant.
But precisely because of this, Xu Wuzhou's mood became more complicated when facing Princess Xin.
If he were a demon warrior, he would treat Princess Xin with enthusiasm and care for her savior.
But he is a human warrior.
Everything Princess Xin did made her emotionally complicated.
Sheng Xian'er liked to pester him very much, and he played with her until he fell asleep.
Princess Xin hugged the porcelain doll-like Saint Xian'er and said to Xu Wuzhou with a smile: "I took her back to sleep. Some of the fruits here are tribute fruits from the palace. You can take them back to eat."
Xu Wuzhou looked at the table full of tributes in the pavilion. They were all your precious fruits, and some of them even had the rhyme of the Taoism and the prototype of the Taoism.
Undoubtedly, these are good things of extraordinary value.
Perhaps what Wu Zhou cares about is not that, but that there is thick cicada skin under the table, more than before.
From the past accumulation, plus the cicada skin left by Princess Xin this time, Xu Wuzhou thought that these materials were enough for hundreds of people to paint skins.
Xu Wuzhou looked at Princess Xin, who was holding Sheng Xian'er and only her back was left.
The back is swaying, and the exquisite body is even more curved and graceful. With every move, a sense of familiarity and charm comes to the face, making people unable to help but feel excited.
Perhaps Wuzhou was not in the mood to indulge in its beauty at the moment, but turned to Cicada Fish Skin, his expression becoming more and more complicated.