Chapter 184 The visit of the demon [for the leader of the poison 666
Wan Minsheng said warmly: "Come in."
Following his voice, the vine garden wall outside automatically opened a door, and the two people entered.
Well, let’s say it’s two people——
One of the guys was estimated to be three meters tall. He was wearing a pair of jeans that he got from somewhere. There was a hole in the jeans and he looked a little bit fashionable.
On the upper body, he wore a crisp suit; paired with a snow-white shirt tucked into the belt of his trousers, and a bright red tie. To say that he was not very elegant, but rather nondescript and a bit ridiculous.
However, the most eye-catching thing about this person is that behind his two arms, there are two super large wings.
Just walking in, the two wings dragged the ground, like a...lost rooster.
But this man held his head high and his chest high, and showed no signs of losing the battle.
Looking further at the face, you can see a pointed oval head, the face is covered with black hair, a pair of eerie and unruly eyes, an aquiline nose, and the mouth below is as pointed as a woodpecker, with two on each side.
The ears are furry.
Look at the head, it looks like an owl, look at the wings, it looks like a big eagle, look at the legs...well, it can barely be considered a human being!
I almost forgot to mention that this guy is actually wearing a pair of big shiny leather shoes, they must be specially made!
Because these leather shoes are like two small boats, neither humans nor witches have such big feet...
As for the other one, he was really dressed in black. He had no clothes to wear, and he had only black hair, but it had covered everything, leaving him with a pure color.
There is a curved horn on the head, and there are actually five eyes, twinkling, blinking, and the five eyes flash one after another, like five searchlights sweeping back and forth.
At this moment, the five eyes of this person were blinking at the clothes of the guy with dragging wings next to him. He looked a little envious. It seemed that the other person was wearing very high-end and classy clothes... I didn't have anything.
I am ashamed……
There is quite a kind of poor person who has low self-esteem after seeing a rich man, but he still tries his best to pretend to be like "I am poor and I am proud, I am poor and I am proud, I am poor and you are rich, but I will not eat a grain of rice from your house"
self-esteem.
Under such eyes, the man in a nondescript suit with dragging wings became even more arrogant, triumphant, and high-spirited...
"Four-eared Peng, are you the demon clan on duty this year?"
The old man Wan Minsheng sat leisurely and said to the man in the suit.
"Yes, yes. Wan Lao, this junior now has a name, called Peng Si'er; he will no longer be called Si'er Peng." This Peng Si'er smiled somewhat flatteringly, but he couldn't help but show off.
My new name.
Seemingly or unintentionally, he glanced at Demon Nineteen next to him.
Idiot, do you have a name? Demon clan? Demon Nineteen? Just your name... Haha, I sincerely give you my four ears, haha!
Zuo Xiaoduo inside almost laughed out loud.
Peng four ears?
It doesn't sound as good as Si Erpeng.
Besides, is there any difference?
"Okay, Peng Si'er."
Wan Minsheng has a very good temper. Zuo Xiaoduo has verified this and actually praised him: "Peng Si'er, your name is quite good."
Then he looked up and down and said, "This outfit is quite impressive."
Peng Si'er became more and more complacent. He straightened his suit, straightened his clothes, and straightened his tie. His face was full of glory and he said: "The other day I went to the city of the Wu Clan and heard them say that now the best
This is the popular one. So I bought hundreds of sets each; I should have had a hat, but unfortunately my head is too pointed and I can’t wear it..."
As he said that, he took out a hat from the ring and put it on his head.
It turned out to be a white hat, placed on the pointed head, like a skinny mushroom, with the lid drooping. He sighed and took it off again: "Unless the head changes, but if it changes, in our monster
No one in Lingzhi Forest recognizes me anymore. Instead, a bunch of children treat me as a fat sheep and want to eat me... Grandma..."
On the other hand, Demon Nineteen was not happy and said: "Peng Si'er, you have a new name. I'm very envious of you. I can't hide it. You can go to a human city and dress up so beautifully. I'm also very envious of you. You look like this."
The clothes are really cool, and I'm quite greedy...but there's one thing you need to understand; that is, this is a forest of demon spirits, not a forest of demon spirits."
Peng Si'er turned his head, and his eyes suddenly shone fiercely: "What qualifications do you demons have to put the word "Demon" in front of the Forest of Spirits? Are you worthy? Are you demons worthy?"
Demon Nineteen was not to be outdone: "Are you demon clan qualified? We clearly reached a consensus last time. If this entire forest is to be named uniformly, it will be called the Forest of Spirit Demons and Demons!"
Peng Si'er was furious: "It's clearly called the Forest of Spiritual Demons! You Demon Clan are so evil that you actually want to be in front of our Demon Clan. It's not just a wishful thinking, it's also shameless! I think of the two demons of our Demon Clan back then.
His Majesty the Emperor has unified the world, and you demons are just a low-level race and can only serve as slaves... We can fight whenever we want..."
Demon Nineteen was furious: "You also said it was back then. That was so many years ago. At that time, your ancestors, ancestors, ancestors, and ancestors were just unhatched eggs! It's your fault every time.
I’ve been talking about it for so long, can I still have some face?”
Peng Si'er still raised his head with infinite glory: "This is the glorious deeds of my ancestor! If I forget, I have forgotten my roots. I always say that I am a filial son and a virtuous grandson! I think back then, my ancestor Kunpeng followed the two demon emperors and fought against the sky and the earth.
, made immortal feats, and was even regarded as a demon master... He was so powerful that he was admired all over the world!"
Mo Jiu sneered and said: "Why did I hear that Demon Master Kunpeng later rebelled against the Demon Emperor? No, he should have betrayed the Demon Clan."
"Fuck you!"
Peng jumped up with four ears, as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot, and cursed loudly: "What kind of good thing are your demon clan? The ancestor of your demon clan, in the end, is not..."
Demon Nineteen also became furious: "That's the number of days! Do you know that's the number of days! My magical power is not as good as the number of days. Have you never heard of this sentence?"
What Mo Nineteen said seems to make sense, but anyone can hear the sorrow and sadness of the hero's shortness of breath...
"No! I only know that your ancestor was defeated by my ancestor, and you are also defeated by me. That's it!" Peng Si'er pressed harder and harder.
The more the two of them quarreled, the more intense it became.
Whoosh!
Seeing Peng Si'er take out the Ghost Head Sword, his eyes flashed with fierceness.
puff!
Mo Jiu also raised his mace and gritted his teeth.
Seeing that one demon and one demon are about to fight, they will fight to the death.
"I'm going to beat you to death, you bastard!"
"See if I don't kill you, you little devil!"
Zuo Xiaoduo's desperate control finally prevented him from bursting into laughter.
These two guys are so cute. Aren’t they here to talk about cross talk?
"cough!"
Just when the demon clan was about to start a war, Wan Minsheng finally coughed and said with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Are you going to fight here?"
When Mo Jiu and Peng Si Er heard this, their expressions suddenly changed. They rubbed their hands together and laughed mischievously.
In an instant, he suddenly changed from the fierce look on his face to a look of harmlessness.
"Haha, we just quarrel every day." Peng Si'er put the ghost head knife under his suit again.
"It's okay. Everyday noise is good for your physical and mental health."
Mo Jiu put the mace into the space ring, but when he saw that Peng Si'er didn't put the ghost head knife into it, he rolled his eyes and took out the mace again, carrying it on his back for easy access.
Second, beware of accidents.
"Tell me, what are you doing here?"
Wan Minsheng felt helpless when he saw the various actions of these two idiots, but he was really good at cultivating his qi, and he also had a good temper and good self-cultivation. Instead, he felt that the current scene was a bit joyful.
"According to the boss's order, I came here to bring you some Demonic Cloud Water, Wan Lao," Peng Si'er said.
"I also followed the boss's order to deliver some demon soul water to Wan Lao." Mo Jiu said.
Wan Minsheng said kindly: "Then put your things down and go back quickly. Thank you two bosses for me."
The two guys happily took out a large bucket of water from the ring. Each bucket weighed several hundred kilograms by visual inspection, and placed it in the yard.
Then the two guys started grinding again, looking at each other with knife-like eyes, meaning: "Why don't you leave?"
Obviously something is wrong.
"Is there anything else? Tell me quickly!" Wan Minsheng asked.
"Ahem." Peng Sier coughed.
"Ahem!" Mo Jiu also coughed.
They glared at each other, but no one was willing to speak first.
"Why don't you leave? Isn't your matter finished?" Peng Si'er was annoyed and furious, and finally couldn't help but speak.
"Why don't you leave? Haven't you finished your work yet?" Mo Jiu was also furious and retorted coldly.
"Okay, if you have any questions, let's talk about it together." Wan Minsheng was still smiling and didn't feel dissatisfied at all.
A spiritual tribe, watching a demon tribe quarreling with a demon tribe, is like an old man watching his grandchildren bickering. His temper is really good.
"It's like this..." Peng Si'er glared at Mo Jiu, and then said: "Our boss wants to ask Wan Lao for instructions, this... there is the power of Jiyan True Fire in the sky today, crossing the border and falling into
, fell into our place...ahem..."
"Is it true that the ancient prophecy has come true? Is it... is it... really... ahem, is it time for the ancestors to return soon?"
"The boss said that the ancient prophecy, the ancestral witch's true fire, this...that...will tell the ancestors whether they want...that or something?"
Peng Si'er desperately wanted to explain clearly, but it became increasingly difficult to explain. He stuttered and asked in confusion.