Xing Shu motioned for the ball to be safe and restless, and walked in with him.

A ban was set at the entrance of the cave, and after passing through that ban, there was a **** breath that made Xingshu's left eye beat slightly, and the crystal nucleus agitated uncontrollably.

The cave is not dark, and there are a few night pearls placed around it, which makes the inside of the cave very bright and bright, and also gives an unobstructed view of the scene in front of him.

Although Xing Shu had already guessed something, his eyes widened in shock when he saw the scene in front of him. The ball without any mental preparation is completely petrified.

how to say? The one person, one beast in front of him, just using the word miserable, is not enough to describe. Thousands of words can only come together into one sentence-are you still alive?

Are they still alive?

The whole body was covered by a black energy, and this black energy was not Xingshu's spiritual power, but a real devil energy full of tyrannical aura.

And most of the body entangled in these devilish qi turned into bones.

What is the concept of "most part"?

I saw that half of the man's hands and feet, half of his abdomen, and half of his head had rotted into Bai Sensen's bones. Only the remaining half of his face could vaguely allow Xingshu to distinguish the other person's appearance.

That was the same face as myself...Although it was only half of it.

The monster lying behind the man didn’t get any better. The flesh of all four claws was corrupted into white bones, and only white bones remained on half of the body. The head was still intact, but it had become **** and dirty. Can't see the slightest white appearance.

"You are too slow." The man said weakly, and at the same time, he reached into his sleeve with his boneless hand and took out a touch of green.

Xing Shu fixed his eyes and saw that his whole body was going to be bad.

Donghuan grass.

That is, mature Donghuan grass.

There is no Donghuan grass in the Yao Clan, only the territory of the Demon Clan has Dong Huan grass.

Therefore, the first Donghuan grass was brought back from the Demon Race.

Xing Shu stretched out his hand and tremblingly took the Donghuan grass.

"Actually, I have two seeds here." Xing Shu couldn't help but said.

The man shook his head: "The reason why the Yaozu does not have Donghuan grass is because there is no suitable living conditions. Even if it has seeds, it can't grow Donghuan grass."

Xingshu couldn't help shaking while holding Dong Huancao's hand, his eyes turned to the blood, rotten flesh, and the demonic energy that filled the entire cave.

"The current cave has not reached the environmental conditions for cultivating Donghuancao. It will take at least five years." Every word that the man said in his mouth seemed to reveal a certain truth...something that could not be changed. the truth.

The man took a breath before continuing: "In three days, our wounds will be automatically healed. At that time, there will be enough carrion and blood here. When the time comes, you will put it here. Seal it up, five years later, and then reopen it, and then...then, you hand over this Donghuan grass and seeds to... to... you understand?"

Of course Xingshu understood. From the moment he saw the man, he understood everything.

But he didn't understand the ball, he didn't even understand what they were saying, he was looking at this and that, thinking that his whole brain was going to explode.

So he called out: "Shushu?"

Xing Shu and the man on the ground turned to look at him at the same time.

The bone monster beast lying on the ground snorted dissatisfiedly, and licked the weak man with its tongue.

"Need help?" Xing Shu walked over, gathering a cloud of black aura in his hands.

"No, this is a condition to nourish Donghuan grass, otherwise I would have lived a long time ago." The man declined Xing Shu's kindness, and even waved to the two of them: "Come back in three days."

Xing Shu didn't leave, but walked to the bone monster beast, raising his hand to touch his face.

The Bone Monster Beast was so scared that he tilted his head and avoided his hand, and the man's voice also sounded: "Don't touch it! This is poison, don't touch this."

The Bone Monster Beast also said in a weak voice: "Shushu, I'm poisoned, I can't touch you, you go first." He used the language of this world, and the ball on the side understood it, and said quickly. : "What poison? Where did you go? Are you in the area of ​​the Demon Race? Because there is Donghuan grass there?"

Obviously, the ball guessed something.

When Xingshu approached, he noticed that the flesh on their bodies was actually recovering a little bit, and the power to recover them came from the man's left eye.

To be more precise, it was the left eye that was working hard to repair their bodies, but they were working hard to inhibit this repair in order to let the carrion fall more.

Rather than saying that they need to heal their wounds now, it is better to say that they are creating a breeding ground for cultivating Eastern Huancao.

"It seems that these poisons are actually useless to you." Xing Shu smiled, and then stretched out his hand to hug the white bone monster.

The toxin eroded Xing Shu’s skin instantly, causing his skin to fester and fall off. But soon, the **** smell irritated Xing Shu’s left eye, and a black gas emerged from it, quickly repairing this degree. The fester.

Xing Shu never knew that his crystal nucleus had such therapeutic uses, and was amazed for a while.

"It's not so much treating, it's better to say that it can absorb these unclean things. After all, it itself is promoted by absorbing the crystal nucleus of zombies." The man explained.

Xing Shu nodded his understanding.

After the two men and the beasts chatted again, Qiuqiu took Xingshu back to the Demon Palace.

Xing Shu first went to take a look at the situation of Juvenile Ball, and learned that after taking a bath, he was asleep because of the fatigue of the boat and cars, so he didn't disturb him any more. He just watched quietly in front of his bed for a while before leaving slowly.

After that, Juvenile Ball lived in the Demon Imperial Palace, with the same amount of food and clothing. Sooner or later, he arranged homework for him, and both of them taught him personally, as if he was raised as a crown prince.

The people in the palace looked in their eyes, shocked in their hearts.

Especially when they gradually discovered that the appearance of the Youth Ball and the Demon Sovereign were more and more similar, it felt like it was simply.

Soon there was a rumor in the palace that the Youth Ball was actually the son of His Majesty the Demon King who had been living away. He has now been found back, fostered under the name of the noble concubine, and carefully taught.

The most important thing is that this is likely to become the next demon emperor!

As a result, the palace’s awe of Juvenile Ball became more and more. Although some ministers opposed the boy of unknown origin, when they saw the face of Juvenile Ball, the words "unknown" were immediately rejected by them. .

Where is the source of this unknown, this is so obvious! It's just carved out of a mold! There is no doubt that the one who takes care of his own life!

Four years passed in a blink of an eye. During these four years, Xing Shu was very tender, transforming a small hair ball that had not been involved in the world into a juvenile ball who knew Quan Zheng Shi Li, and taught him all his life knowledge.

When the young ball could handle the government affairs alone, Xingshu understood that the time was up.

That night, Xing Shu and Qiqiu met under the moon and stayed up all night.

The next day, Xingshu found the boy ball and gritted his teeth and told him cruelly that the demon emperor only regarded him as a sacrifice, because he was exactly the same as the demon emperor’s birth date, and the reason why he would teach him the emperor’s way these years is In order to let the heavens recognize this sacrifice more, so as to calm the wrath of the sky.

There is no doubt about him in the young ball. In fact, he himself had guessed some vaguely. Xingshu's words only confirmed his guess, and at the same time made him completely hate the demon emperor.

So when Xingshu said to take him away, the young ball agreed.

The two planned something, and left in the dark.

The next day, someone found out that the imperial concubine was missing, but the ball pressed the news and waited for five days before it became "furious" and sent several teams to arrest.

At this time, Xing Shu and Youth Ball had fled to the border and were caught by the army that had been arranged to ambush here.

Seeing the army surrounding him from all directions, seeing the "hope" of escaping approaching but drifting away, Xingshu's desire to "survive" made Xingshu decisively, pinched his thigh, and tears surged.

Everything was ready, Xingshu began to perform.

"The general save me! I was kidnapped by him!"

Feeling the boy ball falling behind him, that path was mixed with shock, disbelief, despair, and anger, and finally turned into a hateful look.

Xingshu shed tears of true sadness.

Too bad, my ball is too bad...

I should kill a thousand swords, mine is so heartless...

... Oh, I really don't have a heart, my heart is made of wood.

Xing Shu didn't dare to look at the gaze of Juvenile Ball at this time, until the Demon King Ball appeared and opened his arms at him, Xing Shu cried and rushed forward and hugged his ball.

"...What's his expression now?" Xing Shu lay on the Demon Emperor Ball and hiccups crying.

Yao Huangqiu is still calm: "An expression that wants a sword to stab the two of us across each other."

Xing Shu: "..." He was so distressed to death.

Xing Shu said: "Order it."

So Yaohuangqiu sullen his face and ordered in a cold tone.

"Interrupt the whole body of the monster bones and go to the big prison, waiting to be sent off."

Xing Shusheng was afraid that others would interrupt the demon bone fight in the wrong position, and he would not be able to grow back then, but he listened to the ball and said calmly: "I will play it myself."

Xingshu: "..."

Xing Shu didn't agree with him: "This, isn't it? That's yourself."

The ball calmly patted Xingshu's back: "It is because it is me that I won't mess around, don't worry, you haven't been able to rest these days, you can take a rest first."

Xing Shu: "..." Why don't I believe it?

The two talked face to face, looking sweet and sweet, as if they were really a couple of gods and goddesses, but they were forcibly separated by the dirty thoughts in the heart of the young ball.

On the way back, the Junior Ball received various pointers, ridicules, and bitter grievances accumulated in the bottom of my heart, superimposed, and expanded infinitely.

Whenever there was a slight possibility, he would pounce on them and tear them up.