The brown tree roots twisted, and Lu Xiang held it down with her other hand.

"It's unpalatable."

This old Tao is also a practitioner, although he left a piece of skin, he still has some strength.

Rather than being taken by Snake Mother for research, it is better to be eaten by her.

"Ouch..." Luxiang retched, clapped her hands, and the roots of the tree turned into slender hands again.

After eating this, Luxiang was very satisfied. The only regret was that she didn't see Ling Qingxuan transformed into a human figure.

Listen to those monsters, how powerful the ice crystal grass is.

She always relied on the king to get what she is today, what is there to be arrogant.

Lu Xiang rubbed her face, and with a glance, she saw that under the moonlight, the entire demon city was glowing with a little bit of nova light.

It was the lantern that every household put into the lake, and the light was printed.

All kinds of strange, all kinds of appearances, ugly and beautiful, all swim around at this moment.

Compared with the orcs, the customs of the monsters are more simple.

In the demon clan, there is no need to be afraid every day.

Vicious fights and slaughter between the same clan will not appear here.

All this is because of the security of the demon king.

But such a peaceful day will sooner or later wipe out the beast and nature in their bones.

Lvxiang doesn't want to think too much. Her goal now is to play with Youyun. For this, she needs to be more proactive and protect herself from being killed by him.

When the demon is alive, happiness is the most important thing.

...

After being brought back to the bedroom in the city by Youyun, Ling Qingxuan lay in the flowerpot, holding her spirits strong.

Youyun was holding a lantern in his hand, and on the lantern was painted a grass and four leaves, in contrast to what Ling Qingxuan painted.

Aya Qingxuan didn't feel like her at all.

"Ling'er, this king will look better if you add a few more brushstrokes." Lord Demon King has self-awareness.

zz watched for a long time, but couldn't understand, [Host, what did the villain draw? 】

this seat.

Next to the 'Wild Grass', there is a painting of a woman dancing a sword.

This is what Youyun planned to draw from the utterances of other monsters.

After You Yun drew this, Ling Qingxuan could roughly guess what he wanted to say next.

"Hundreds of monsters in this city have seen your appearance. As the king who raised you, pampered you, and coaxed you, they never saw you once."

Ling Qingxuan said lightly: "It's not a coincidence."

If the little guy had come one step earlier, wouldn't he have seen it.

So, it depends on luck.

The leaf was clicked, and Ling Qingxuan avoided it, "What's wrong?"

The man's delicate eyebrows flickered under the light, "From now on, don't leave the sight of this king."

The ice crystal grass hangs slightly, as if thinking.

"Ling'er?" Youyun poked her again.

Ling Qingxuan said in a serious tone, "From now on, you must always be in my sight."

This should be said by a big boss to have momentum.

"puff--"

Youyun couldn't hold back, and chuckled softly, "How can you be so domineering."

The grass is domineering, and Ling Qingxuan is silent.

"Forget it, this king will stop tossing you, hurry up to rest and recover." Youyun lay on the bed, thinking of something, and chuckled again.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Qingxuan asked.

"This king remembers when you were drunk, it's really cute."

Ling Qingxuan looked indifferent and dumped him with a face of ice.

Still cute? Still cute?

"This king also likes you." Youyun rubbed her, exuding a thin layer of demon power from her body, which was absorbed and nourished by the flower pot.

Seeing that his breathing gradually stabilized, Ling Qingxuan stretched out the blade and wrapped one of the man's fingers before slowly recuperating.

...

In the dark cave, the flesh-colored figure shrank in the corner.

A cluster of faint ghost fires lit up, reflecting Lao Dao's body full of blood vessels.

This trick 'Jin Chan's escape' was one of his trump cards. Unexpectedly, he used it without even seeing the Demon King's face.

"Damn!"

The ferocious body moved violently, and the wound on the shoulder opened again.

The blood was pooled, he clutched his wounds, and his turbid eyes were full of hatred.

That grass, that ice crystal grass, was so powerful.

This thing that enhances the monster's power has never been included in the items that he wants to get, but now, he has seen the power of the ice crystal grass, and he has the desire to get it.

If he gets that ice crystal grass and uses it for him, his strength will be greatly increased.

This time, he lost his wife and lost his army. Not only was the kid taken away, but he himself was seriously injured.

If the ice crystal grass didn't have a slippery hand, he probably wouldn't even be able to use the 'Escape from the Golden Cicada'.

After throwing out more than a dozen storage rings, he rummaged through the medicine to treat him.

This wound is full of cold air, and he will freeze to death first if the injury is not healed.

"Old Daoist, why are you so embarrassed?"

A rebellious voice came from the entrance of the cave, and a tall man slowly approached.

Under the reflection of the ghost fire, the claw marks on the man's face were from top to bottom.

Thick eyebrows raised slightly, he kicked away the storage ring that was obstructing the road, and grabbed Laodao.

With this grab, Lao Dao's body was fragile, and the skin that had not been repaired began to bleed again.

Facing this man, Lao Dao looked resentful, "Beastmaster, you are very happy to see me so embarrassed? If you support me in time, can I become like this!"

The previous human race and Taoist priest were caught. He had no help and could only rely on himself. Besides, the Beast King was extremely perfunctory and refused to take risks.

The Beastmaster let go of his hand and let out a deep laughter, "Thanks to you, let me know what back-up tricks they have. Before attacking, you have to make all preparations, right?"

He sat cross-legged on the ground and regarded it as his own cave. "Besides, the demon city is their territory. Whatever happens, you have to choose a place that is beneficial to you. Old Daoist, you are impulsive."

'Oh, rat. ' Lao Dao spit in his heart.

This beastmaster always uses some underhand tricks, even though the forces on his side are getting stronger and stronger, there are also many rebels, and the old man does not want to be his enemy.

"Have you hurt the demon king?" The demon fire rising from the beast king's hand was much brighter than the old-fashioned ghost fire.

The old man continued to fiddle with the medicine, "The introduction has been buried."

Back then, he was high-spirited, young and handsome. He wanted to learn the art of reaching the sky as soon as possible, so he took the sword and extracted the demon power from the monster to help him cultivate.

After being stopped by a young Taoist priest, he pretended to be friendly, attacked the young Taoist priest, absorbed the Taoist priest's skills, and robbed all the man's magic tools.

After that, he became even more arrogant and arrogant, feeling that he was the best among the younger generation, and he didn't want to be hunted down by the demon king after killing the monsters in the demon city.

The Demon King's blow consumed most of his blood essence, and after fleeing in embarrassment, he became a devastated old man.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao held the medicine bottle tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.

The gloomy and hateful voice echoed in the cave, "I will kill him sooner or later and become a demon pill."