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Top priority!

The demon lord Nan Zhu had just returned to Frozen City, and his top priority was to gather all the famous doctors from the Snow Country for Xiao Wenwen.

Within a year, no less than tens of thousands of famous doctors healed Xiao Wendao's meridians, and the Demon Lord Nanzhu even recruited hundreds of master doctors from the 36 cities of Tianwu Kyushu, half of them lured and half coerced.

Xiao Qishan, who saw it in his eyes, was grateful in his heart, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, there is no need to waste your time and energy on Taoism. This is destiny, and it is the destiny."

The young Xiao asked, although he didn't know why the "beloved" uncle searched for famous doctors for him, but he was also grateful.

"Dao'er, when you were young, your uncle taught you that there is a destiny and there must be a destiny. If there is no destiny." Mojun Nanzhu looked at Xiao and asked.

"Forcing."

Xiao Wenwen understood the meaning of these two words, and he also knew in his heart that "my beloved" taught him that "my fate is up to me".

Since he was a child, Xiao Qishan would always whisper in his ear, "Do your best, but obey the destiny".

The beloved uncle on the side would say: "If you do your best, you can also let the destiny obey me."

Xiao Wenwen, who was already 13 years old, knew in his heart that the discussion between his father and uncle was neither "right or wrong", nor "good and evil".

It is the "experience" and mentality of the two of them. In any case, they are the closest people to him.

Another day, sunny high.

Demon Lord Nanzhu issued a decree, asking Xiao Qishan to act as the "assistant king" to take charge of the country of Snow Country.

Fu Jun!

Holding millions of soldiers and horses in his hands, and sitting on the seat of the Demon Lord, Xiao Qishan took a deep breath. If he waved his hand now, he wondered if he could capture Shang Jing.

The heart wandered for a while, then slowly let go.

Mojun Nanzhu sent back the seal letter and Junxi from the general in the morning to Xiao Qishan.

"I want to take Dao'er and Pinellia to the three holy mountains together, maybe Dao'er will have a chance." The Demon Lord said in a discussing tone.

Xiao Qishan immediately replied: "Your Majesty has already done his best for Dao'er's meridian disease. But Dao'er can also do his best when he is by Your Majesty's side."

"I hope that Dao'er will have another opportunity when he is on the holy mountain." After the demon king Nan Zhu finished speaking, he pulled Xiao Wenwen up and stepped out of the side-by-side palace.

According to rumors, the three great sacred mountains of Snow Country also fell together like the nine great fairy mountains of Tianwu.

The name of the sacred mountain, one is the magic lion, the other is the star falling, and the third is the heavy building.

Under the sacred mountain, there are many ascetics of the demon race. Xiao Wendao looks like a human race, and the demon lord puts a black robe on him.

Even someone as respected as a demon king would not dare to bring the human race to the sacred mountain.

Demon Lord Nan Zhu pulled Xiao Wenwen, and stepped up to the Demon Lion Mountain. The Demon Lord took a special look at Xiao Wenwen's small step.

Demon Lord Nanzhu glanced at it with a normal expression, and sighed in his heart, "This great event was done by him."

The Demon Lion Mountain was towering like a cloud, and on the top of the mountain, Demon Lord Nanzhu and Xiao Wenwen stood side by side.

I saw the demon lord Nanzhu, facing the hanging mountain, and began to relieve himself.Under the teaching of the demon king Nan Zhu since childhood, Xiao asked to follow suit, urinating with joy.

"Let's see who is far away." Xiao Wen asked with a smile.

"ah".Demon Lord Nanzhu roared towards the sky, shouting: "Comfortable".

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth and also shouted: "Refreshing".

Uncle and nephew, with a pair of eyes, understand each other.

Like a gust of wind, he rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

Laughing on weekdays, scolding in the past.

Until one day, Nan Zhu, the demon lord, brought Xiao Wendao into a cave. Looking at the scene in the cave, Xiao Wendao's eyes brightened.

The runes in Buzheng Mountain, I didn't expect to have a side in Demon Lion Mountain.

Three days later, Demon Lord Nan Zhu asked, "Is there anyone behind this wall?"

Xiao Wen raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head, pretending to be mysterious, and looked at Demon Lord Nanzhu.

Demon Lord Nanzhu stretched out his big hand, held him on his shoulder and said, "If you don't tell me, I will throw you down the mountain."

"You throw it at me to see." Xiao Wenwen was a kid, choking loudly.

Huhu.

The cold wind poured into Xiao Wendao's clothes, and he was getting closer to the ground.

A black shadow passed by, and Xiao Wenwen sat on the shoulder of Demon Lord Nanzhu again.

"To say or not to say."

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "My soul is scared away, let me take it easy."

Slowly, it takes most of the day to slow down.

In fact, Xiao Wenwen just wanted to test his patience and see who couldn't help but speak.

In the end, the deadlock was broken by Ban Xia.

I saw that Banxia was holding the black-blue whip rewarded by the demon king, swung it towards the demon king, and said, "Look at you scaring him."

Mojun Nanzhu didn't expect that the most beloved daughter turned to him in a blink of an eye, and could only say: "I and Daoer are just joking."

"Just kidding." Ban Xia put her hips on her hips and continued, "Then why don't you jump down?"

The wind is the wind, the rain is the rain, the girl may be someone's girl.

In one breath, Demon Lord Nanzhu jumped off the cliff.

Half an hour passed, and without seeing the figure of Demon Lord Nan Zhu, Ban Xia's eyes turned red.

Xiao Wenwen stood on the edge of the cliff, looked around for a while, and untied his belt.

"What are you going to do?" Ban Xia was puzzled.

"Shhhh."

Xiao Wendao was whistling, and just thinking of "Shhhhhh", a gust of cool wind blew by, and Demon Lord Nan Zhu stood behind Xiao Wendao, holding his collar.

After the joke, Xiao Wenwen said, "There is a person behind the rune."

"Oh."

Demon Lord Nanzhu looked at him with great interest and raised his ears.

"The person behind him is named Jin and named Huaji. He is a figure in the same world as Grandpa Huo, and his special skill is tempering gold and the method of refining weapons." Xiao Wenwen said one by one.

"Taught you."

"Teached."

"However, his conditions are the same as Grandpa Huo's, and I can bring them with me when I pass through the sage and break the void." Xiao asked casually.

"How did you return?" Mojun Nanzhu asked.

Xiao asked with a twitch of his mouth and said, "Drawing cakes can satisfy your hunger, so draw a big cake."

Demon Lord Nanzhu can only sigh deeply, this son has won his understanding.

Before the devil Nanzhu became famous, the world gave him an "alias" and called him "Evil Lord".

Now he is looking at Xiao Wendao's behavior, his back teeth are bracing the cool breeze.

Two years passed quickly, and the three of them had been in Shenshan for two years.

The remaining "Xingluo Mountain" and "Chonglou Mountain" also have runes, but there is no one behind the runes.

Back to Frozen City, along the way, I heard that the people of Snow Country praised Xiao Qishan, the "assistant lord".

Although humans and devils are different, they cannot be separated from the operation of "Scholar, Farmer, Industry and Commerce".

Agriculture and business are in harmony, and the frozen city of Snow Country is even more prosperous.

If it is said that in the past two years, whose cultivation base has improved the fastest, it must be Pinellia.

In two years, he broke the three realms, and his cultivation reached the early days of Houtian.

Fujun's mansion is full of flowers and luxuriant, where brothers gather together.

A pot of warm tea and a few plates of snacks.

"I'll just say, this is Dao'er's destiny, you don't need to be sad." Xiao Qishan persuaded.

Mojun Nanzhu frowned, drank a cup of warm tea and said, "I don't believe in destiny, and Daoer doesn't believe in destiny either."

When the two talked about this topic, they would always be awkward for a while.

Xiao Wenwen is Xiao Qishan's son, but when it comes to his "cultivation of Taoism", he is not as persistent as the demon king Nanzhu.

Demon Lord Nan Zhutai took Xiao Wenwen seriously, but made Xiao Qishan somewhat "sentimental".

Looking at Xiao Wenwen and Banxia from a distance, they lowered their heads to talk, and then raised their heads and laughed.

Xiao Qishan said: "Your Majesty, you watched Dao'er grow up, and Ban Xia was also watched by me. The two of them are childhood sweethearts, why not..."

Speaking of this, how could Demon Lord Nan Zhu not understand the meaning of his "righteous brother".

"But I heard that when you married Nalan Jude privately for your sons and daughters, it happened that he had a daughter Nalan Chanyi, who is the proud daughter of heaven. Have Qishan forgotten?" Demon King Nan Zhu smiled and said.

With a few words, he was pulled back to Shangjing again.

Naranjude was his close friend, and it was not a joke at the time, but now it has become an "obstacle".

"Let Dao'er go back to Shangjing, one is to look at the good fortune, and the other is to let Dao'er choose by himself." Mojun Nanzhu finished drinking the tea in the cup and continued: "That is the number one beauty of Tianwu, Tianzhi. Nalan Chanyi of the proud girl."

Xiao Qishan looked at Xiao Wen who was not far away and said, "Okay, that's exactly what I mean."

At the south gate of the frozen city, Banxia watched Xiao Wendao take the "black donkey" general, riding a Wupeng bird, all the way north.

Holding a whip flower in his hand, it flew across the sky.