Chapter 29: Bowl demon (eight)

It took only half a day to enter the world of demon, and then came out, the world was still noon. The scorching sun on her head was not as cool as the demon world. Xifeng glanced back at the entrance to the demon world. Hey, she seemed to have forgotten something again.
"Qingyuan, do we have anything left in the demon world?"
Qingyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Bowl demon."
"No ... and ..."
"Little black demon."
"No ..." Xifeng thought hard, but finally couldn't remember, waved his hand, "Forget it, don't want to, go back to the inn first."
Xiaohuo asked: "Don't you grab the little black face and take back the demon?"
"As long as the bowl demon doesn't fall into my brother's hands." Xifeng thought of the bowl demon who had escaped without heart and lungs, and Qingyuan gave it a thorn.
Back at the inn, Xifeng finally put on the clothes bought by Qingyuan. Xu Shiqing asked about the size of the proprietress in the cloth shop, which was dressed upside down.
It's just ... it's too red ...
Red is like a bride, others will not think that she is running away on the street, right?
He Xifeng was reluctant to use the money to buy a new one, and the old one couldn't wear it anymore, just like being bitten by a dog. She rubbed her forehead, thinking that Qingyuan was still standing in front of the door and basking in the sun, opened the door to let him in, and grabbed her skirt and turned in front of him: "Are you beautiful?"
Qing Yuan pondered for a moment, leaning his head to the small red fire on his shoulder and saying, "It looks like you."
"Slap--" The door was closed.
Qingyuan knocked on the door: "West wind."
"Go, egg!"
Qingyuan frowned: "Not reasonable."
The west wind opened the door violently and said, "Go in, take your nap, I'm going out, don't allow me to follow me." She took a few steps and turned back suddenly, "No follow ..."
Qingyuan has entered the room very obediently.
Westwind: "..."
She coughed, but no one passed.
Xifeng saw blood oozing from the cloth wrapped around her hand, just right, so she didn't need to bite her finger to use a tracking spell.
She stretched her fingers lightly and read the tracking mantra, which turned into a red light to guide her.
You do n’t have to be enslaved by the west wind to eat and drink in the demon world, which will make you sleepy. You will be lying on the bed of the west wind and plan to sleep. Before the quilt was hot, he saw Qingyuan sitting in a daze beside the bed.
It poked his hand: "Master Qinglong, your little fat brother, will come to you again."
"Ok."
"Then you have to protect the west wind, I'm afraid she will be taken away by him."
"No." Qing Yuan said, "If you want to be tied, you will be tied in the demon world. Don't tie people in your place, let go and tie again, Xiaohuo, my brother is not stupid."
"... oh." Does this sentence mean it's a fool? Xiaohuo yawned, "But they can't take it anymore. They dare to start. Xifeng will eat them as snacks."
It rolled over and became more sleepy.
When he woke up two hours later, he found that Qingyuan was still sitting by the bed, his eyes were looking out of the door, as if he was asleep, he was in this position. Dragon God.
However, this time, he probably didn't watch it grind his teeth?
Xiao Huo touched his front teeth restlessly, and suddenly vaguely saw a small shadow outside the window looking in the face, sneaking. His nose moved slightly, sniffed, furious: "Little dwarf!"
As soon as the shadow outside the window moved, he had drilled in, directly rushed to the small fire, and dragged its big ears out: "Big monster, my big monster."
Xiaohuo: "..." Is it crazy!
Qingyuan pressed the little black demon's little robe with one finger and fixed it like a needle: "Eat it and burn your mouth."
"I don't eat it." The little black monster dragged his clothes pressed by him, and still grabbed the big ear. "I saw it, it became a big monster, and I wanted it to be my big monster. "
The small fire covered with red hair suddenly burst into heat: "Since I know that I am a big monster, don't always pester me, otherwise I will swallow you in one bite."
"No." The little black demon pulled his clothes again, but he didn't pull it out. He grabbed Xiaohuo's big ears and said to Qingyuan, "Master Qinglong, I want to be its master, it's mine. "
"But Xiaohuo already has a master." Qing Yuan reminded, "West Wind."
The little black demon suddenly thought of this fact. It was shocked, his two big eyes opened wider, looked at him stupidly, looked at the red monster, and cried out "wow".
The cry was loud and piercing, and it caught her ear and stood next to the small fire pierced ear, and almost deafened her ear.
"Bad guys are all bad guys." The little black demon who failed to catch the big monster for the 19th time cried bitterly. Bean's tears rolled down his face, and the tears fell like a rainstorm.
Xiao Huo, covering her ears, looked down at it. Where did all the tears come from? It asked: "Are you a bucket?"
"Humph!" The little black demon wiped away her tears, and her bright eyes cried red. It stood up and said, "Sooner or later, I will find the big monster that really belongs to me."
It let go of the rhetoric and didn't cry. When flying away from the bed, its back made people feel inexplicably strong.
Xiaohuo suddenly remembered something and asked, "Hey, what about that bowl demon?"
"Vomited!"
The black shadow disappeared outside the window, leaving only two words of echo. Xiaohuo touched the scratched ear and said, "It's a really strange and strange black ball."
"Xifeng hasn't returned yet." Qingyuan looked at a piece of green silk in his hand, which was very long and very dark. The green silk is not hot, which means that the west wind is still jumping around and is not in danger.
Like her usual atmosphere to catch demon, it is very disordered.
Qingyuan couldn't sit still anymore, and disappeared instantly as Xiao Huo blinked.
The scent of the west wind was in the southwest. Qingyuan almost reached her place in an instant. When there was another inch to touch her, she suddenly stopped.
Because what he saw was not a west wind, but a clay figure.
From head to toe, it was flooded with muddy water. Qingyuan didn't recognize her as the west wind until she dumped the mud on her body.
The tired west wind saw a person standing ahead, thinking that the catfish sperm appeared again, and at first glance, he was relieved immediately: "Here comes just right, take me home quickly, tired."
Qingyuan, who was already standing three feet away, thought about it, and retreated firmly half a foot.
"..." Xifeng put a handful of mud on his face and grabbed it in his hand, throwing it at him, "Come here, or throw you."
Qingyuan's face was entangled. If she didn't go by, her bad temper would definitely throw him at him. In the past, there was still a ray of life. He walked slowly, slowly, slowly ...
Westwind raised his hand: "Hurry up!"
"Huh--" Qingying had arrived in front of Xifeng.
Westwind stretched his hand towards him, spreading his palms, and an orange-red ball floated on her palm.
The are crystal clear, with beautiful colors, very clean, like the relics that are dust-free in the world and admired by thousands of people.
"Eat it."
Although she was muddy, the spirit pill, wrapped in spirit, was very clean. Qingyuan asked: "What is this?"
The west wind pursed his lips, and there was mud between his lips, which was a bit uncomfortable: "It detoxified you."
"poison?"
"Isn't the little fat man poisoned in your tea? The elixir spirit pill in the water can detoxify all poisons, especially the monsters. I finally found an evil catfish essence to take out its elixir After eating and leaving the lake, the effect of purifying beads will gradually lose. "
Qingyuan was startled. "You have gone for two hours just to find purification beads?"
Xifeng hummed, don't touch it, let alone fall in love with her, and wait for the mirror to turn into a gem again, just pass it to her.
Qingyuan bowed his head and swallowed that spirit pill into his abdomen. If it is a world-famous purification beads, the pure aura is full of the chest.
Xifeng asked carefully: "Can it detoxify?"
Qingyuan looked down at her and said, "I'm not poisoned."
Xifeng thought that her ears were blocked by mud. She dug out the mud: "Huh? Didn't the little fat man poison the tea?"
"Yes, but it doesn't work for me." Qingyuan blinked and said, "Otherwise, why am I drinking, you are stupid."
"..."
"My brother, a hundred brothers away from me."
The muddy Westwind heard his heart shattered and felt so painful that he could n’t breathe: "Why am I so desperate ... I played an hour with catfish spirits ... I also took out my belly ... I even fish Never killed ... "She wept bitterly, trying to kill him, digging him out of the mud!
She said angrily: "Since there is no poisoning, what do you eat!"
Qingyuan was surprised: "You fierce me? Why? I don't want to waste your mind."
"..." So, should she be moved? Yes, yes, no, yes, ah!
This was the purification beads she had retrieved with great pains, and had been fought with the catfish essence for an hour. As a result, he swallowed it as a candy and said not to waste her mind.
He really is black and black!
The hand that she was holding shook vigorously: "Spit it out, spit it out, you black heart dragon!"
"You don't make sense." Qingyuan wrinkled his eyebrows, pulled his hand back, glanced at the mud on his hand, and tried to wipe her back.
But now the west wind, there is no place on his body is clean. Dahong's new clothes have become muddy. The pretty face was also muddy so that a little bit of the original complexion could not be seen.
Just to find the purification beads, detoxify him.
Qingyuan's hand stretched out in the air, and suddenly turned around, patting her muddy head: "Good."
Mud and water splashed and flew to Qingyuan's robe.
"Wow--" Xifeng squatted and wept bitterly, "Fuck!"
"You curse people again, the little fairy never scolds people."
"I'm not a fairy."
Qingyuan thought about it and nodded: "Yes, you are not."
"Wow--" Westwind cried louder.
Qingyuan squatted in front of her to see her, all mud, and the smell of fish. He moved closer to her, and the muddy smell was heavier. He opened his eyes slightly and continued to move towards her, his face almost touching her crying face with her knees, softly: "Good, go back, you Buy sugar to eat. "
Westwind sobbed, "Do you have money?"
"No."
"Wow--"
"Thank you." Qingyuan whispered, reaching out to hug her in her arms. Last time she was covered in mud in the lotus pond, he held her like this. At that time, I was still trembling, uncomfortable, this time ...
The same is true.
Xifeng noticed that he was trembling, and took the initiative to push away this Qinglong who loves to be clean and to see a little dirty: "Don't touch me if you are afraid."
She just pushed him away, and he hugged her again: "Don't cry."
The west wind is stunned, he is still shaking, such a clean dragon, but willing to hug her muddy and muddy.
The mud on Xifeng's cheeks has been washed away by two lines of tears. She leaned her head against his chest, thick and strong, reassuring: "You are not poisoned, just fine."
That's fine.
small theater:
Westwind: We have not forgotten anything in the demon world.
Qingyuan: Well.
At the beginning, Baili, who chased the goblin and left the team, said: Ha ha.
Xiao Huo, once forgotten by the two, said: Habit is just fine.JPG