Dragon God History One of the Demon King Benji

Chapter 10
[-]. Li Daitao stiff

When I woke up again, Elder Si Yan had already left.

There are still people by the stream.

"Brother half demon, why do you keep staring at me like this?"

"It would be great if I could really see my fruits in the Chaomumu." For no reason, he sighed.

"Then... do you like my appearance?"

"The so-called appearance, as long as it is Guoer, it is enough to see it; the so-called liking, as long as it is Guoer, it is very happy to be able to be with you."

"Brother half demon, if one day you get tired of watching me, will you not like me and hate me? If one day, I accidentally made a mistake and offended you, would you be angry and hate me? Will you kill me?" I?"

This cunning monster!Sure enough, he kept going every step of the way, bullying me didn't count, and he even knew how to win a gold medal from this half-eyed silly monster!

The half monster has always been generous to me, what else would he not promise!

I gritted my teeth and waited for the next article.

Sure enough, as expected: "As long as it is my Guoer, there will never be a day when I get tired of seeing her. No matter how Guoer offends me, I will never hate her, and how can I kill my Guoer."

Stupid stinking monster!Is this what friends do? !In vain did I spend my energy and blood to help you revive, and I have been facing each other for several months, and there is no tacit understanding at all. A random little demon can pretend to be your savior by coming to you?

good!Starting today, I, Hongguoer, will not save any living beings, even gods and monsters!Don't get angry all the time!
Anger is anger, and the conversation by the stream is not because of me.

Until they said enough: "Guo'er, it's cold by the stream, and the wind is blowing up, let's go back!"

"Okay half demon brother" the sweet two left, leaving me alone at the bottom of the water aggrieved.

They never came to the stream again for the next day, and I began to accept my fate, they forgot about me.

I'm not upset, although I thought I would be.

I always feel that there is a corner in my heart that doesn't seem to be lit up, and whoever seems to be always outside the door.

Since he has not come in, we are at our own doors, each rejoicing and being well.

They often come to the stream, and they are always close to each other.

And I, after listening to it, I got used to it, and I didn't even feel aggrieved, and I was at peace in the stream by myself.

One day, I heard him sitting by the stream for a long, long time, and... he seemed to be alone.

Before he left, he said something that I couldn't understand: "Hey... Guo'er, to you, am I insignificant? How can you be so indifferent?"

What kind of medicine did this red fruit demon take wrongly to offend Fire God Junhe?
However, with the willfulness of a half-monster, why not say it to the face, why do you go to the stream alone like a little grieving woman to feel melancholy?

What's more, the tone seemed to be speaking to someone, it didn't sound like muttering to himself.

To whom?Is it right for me?How can it be? ! ——So, why do you think so much?

Since then, it seems that for many days, no one visits the stream. I am a forgotten existence, and I am also a forgotten existence.

I began to slowly adapt to the constraints around me, trying spells again and again.

After countless attempts to perceive, I gradually realized that my hiding place was probably a river oyster, and I was turned into a pearl.

This is not a very clever spell, but I can't solve it even after spending several hours.

Anyway, I have been forgotten, anyway, no one will come to find me again.

It's as if I've changed from a fruit spirit who can shake a little on the red fruit branch to a pearl in the stomach of a river mussel spirit in a stream.

Let's live with the situation, I'm afraid that in the future, I really have to rely on myself for everything, and one person is the world.

At this moment, he is already a monster in the Jianghu, unable to control himself.

I concentrated on recalling the technique of moving objects, although it was very difficult, but fortunately there is water all around, with the same attributes, after hundreds of practice, I can push the stream to slowly turn the mussels to the bank.It's just that this inch-by-inch movement is really too slow.

I don't know how long it took before I began to re-master the art of condensing the water and condensing the sword. After practicing it several times without any mistakes, I made an ice sword and plunged it into the stream to pry the clam that was imprisoned to the waters on the bank.

It's so difficult to plunge into the water with the body of a clam, I couldn't hold on any longer, the ice sword fell apart and lay on the gravel by the stream, panting heavily.

Just then, I heard the voice of the half monster and a man coming towards the stream.

For some reason, I was no longer in a hurry to let him discover me. When he came again, he concealed his breath, hoping that he would not be aware of it.

That other person is not the female monster who pretended to be me, but Elder Si Yan.

"Elder Si Yan, this god is not good at being devious. If we invite you today, the elder must know who this god wants to save."

Huh?Hasn't this god never had anything to do with me in the Three Realms?Isn't there a proud young man who won't ask for help even if he is killed?How could he take the initiative to find this fortune-telling old snake to save someone?
Oh, that's right, the aura of that Guo'er little demon doesn't seem to be nearby. Could it be that she was kidnapped?
Of course it needs to be saved, but why do you ask the people of the Snake Clan to help?Can't the furlings come forward to help?

"Eh..." Elder Si Yan pondered for a long time, seemingly hesitating extremely, considering how to speak.

After a long while, Elder Si Yan finally said: "This old man recently calculated the origin of Miss Guo'er, and there seems to be some errors. Vulcan is extremely intelligent, and is naturally far superior to the old man's derivation skills. Even if this old man can figure it out, Vulcan Venerable Your Majesty must have already understood it. Your Majesty really wants to take this old man to rescue 'that' girl Guoer?"

"The elder's hexagram skills are so self-deprecating. My god guesses that the elder and Jun He want to protect the same person. But at present, I am not sure that I can protect her well. If I don't go today, this expedient measure may be ruined." In the end, the next thing that is dangerous is the person in your heart. In the current situation, I don’t know how many people are staring at her. Is the elder confident to stand in the clear and bear all the back arrows for her? Besides, I will not kill Uncle Ren, Boren died because of me. Even if the matter is in a hurry, the god can't sit back and watch the innocent life. No matter who it is, it is because of the design of the god to die for her. How can the god sit by and watch this? Sinful karma. How can a living being be blamed?"

"The Vulcan has good intentions, how dare the old man not accompany and help, please!"

The brain of this Yujia divine beast is really very different from mine, but it is the same as that fortune-telling old snake Boya Ziqi, and they both sang and talked with gusto.

I didn't understand what they were saying at all.Anyway, it is estimated that an agreement has been reached to save people.

I don't know when they left. It seems that they stayed by the stream for a long time, but they didn't talk to each other.

After they left, I often felt that there seemed to be something strange around me, but it was not clear what it was.

There are countless moons and suns.

I don't count the years, so I don't know how long it has been since I saw anyone again.No more expectations, no disappointment.

(End of this chapter)