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Chapter 601 0600: Lord Qinghuang was hit by an arrow in the lower back (Second update, please subscribe!)

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "Yes, yes, be kind to others."

The Black Turtle Demon Saint also has a beard, and as he speaks, it makes people want to laugh.

"What advice does senior have?"

"Hey, I don't take advice seriously. I just want to ask my little friend for a small favor."

Chu Bai: "Senior, please tell me."

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "The spiritual pet my little friend raised is really magical. It went to move the rescuers, right?"

Chu Bai nodded.

"Hey hey hey."

Hearing this, the old Xuan Turtle smiled crumpledly again, "My little friend, to be honest, the Xuan Turtle clan does not know that I am imprisoned here.

If you make a mistake, you must atone for it. Being imprisoned for ten or eight years for my unintentional act is actually nothing. "

What is the biggest characteristic of the Black Turtle clan?
In addition to having amazing defense and being extremely durable, it can still survive.

Only ten years passed after Old Xuan Turtle slept.

"But rather than wasting my time here, I still hope to go to the front line to kill the enemy!" Black Turtle Demon Shengyi said righteously.

Chu Bai translated for him, "Senior, what do you mean, let me help you inform the clan that you have been locked up?"

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "Yes, thank you very much, little friend."

Chu Bai said: "Okay, no problem!"

"!!!"

At this moment, Black Turtle Demon Saint was moved and almost shed tears.

It is said that humans are cunning and one is more unwilling to do anything without benefits. This is pure bullshit.

Look at this little brother, he is willing to be kind to Guigui when they meet by chance. If he can escape, he must go to Xuantian Sect and praise him in front of his elders.

Yes, be kind to others.

There are still more good people in the world.

The Black Turtle Demon Saint chatted all kinds of things, scratching his stomach, anyway, it was just all kinds of people talking about it.

Chu Baiquan was just having fun. Anyway, he had already obtained the black turtle shell. Although its shape was not conducive to rest, it was a hundred times better than soaking in smelly water.

After a long time, the Black Turtle Demon Saint got tired of blowing and asked tentatively: "Have you informed the elves yet?"

Chu Bai: "Ah? Senior, of course I will bring in reinforcements for myself first."

Black Turtle Demon Saint nodded, "Of course it is, of course it is. What I mean is after the elf has moved the reinforcements for the little friend?"

Chu Bai: "Bring reinforcements to rescue me."

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "."

Move the reinforcements first, and then lead the way for the reinforcements. The logic is perfect.

He couldn't find any loopholes to refute.

But what if the person this guy found isn’t tough enough?
No matter how hard you try, what will happen to Turtle if he leaves?
Still not right,

No matter whether it is hard or not, it has nothing to do with the turtle.

The grass elf, the key point is the grass elf, the elf cannot be captured, it has to go to the Black Turtle Clan’s clan!
"Huhu."

The human boy fell asleep.

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "Little friend, little friend!"

The human friend paddled farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared with his black turtle shell.

"!!!!!!"

The Black Turtle Demon Saint was stunned.

The little friend from the human race slipped away.

It makes no sense to sneak away with his black turtle shell!
The black turtle shell is part of the body of the black turtle demon saint, so even if all mana is lost, its existence can still be sensed.

In the Black Turtle Demon Saint's perception, his turtle shell has gone to an extremely distant place.

It's so far away that it's likely to be the kind of no-survival restricted area in the far west and far north.

"Turtle son!"

"Damn you, give me back my turtle shell!"

The Black Turtle Demon Saint banged on the iron railings loudly.

"Someone, come quickly, someone has escaped from prison!!"

The black turtle demon saint made a lot of noise, which naturally attracted the jailer.

But the jailer was already drunk and forgot about the fact that a new person was imprisoned today.

Black Turtle Demon Saint shouted: "Look, look quickly!"

The jailer with a dog face said: "Ang, look, I saw it, I still recognize you even after taking off the turtle shell!"

Black Turtle Demon Saint: "No, I'm talking about the guy next door to me!"

The jailer laughed loudly, "Haha, the great sage of the demon clan is only as big as a little finger, hahaha, no wonder he has been covered with a shell, haha!"

Hearing this, the Black Turtle Demon Saint's face turned green.

His name is Xuan Zhuang, and he has been a majestic representative of the Xuan Turtle clan since he was a child. Along the way... he also has countless beauties.

When did someone say this to Turtle? Not only was his face green, but his lungs were about to explode with anger. He even forgot about Chu Bai who had stolen his black turtle shell and sprayed all his firepower on the jailer.

"You bastard!..."

"Your mother is not my biological child!..."

……

To be honest, it was true that Chu Bai wanted to get the black turtle shell and use it as a boat. He really never thought about stealing it.

He just suddenly remembered that there is no need to consume mana to connect with the system space.

In other words, all items in the space can still be used.

Then... there is nothing to hesitate about. Chu Bai decisively entered the cave and greeted Rose and Xiaoqing, "Mad, it stinks so bad, I need to take a bath!"

After the black turtle shell was brought into the cave, it was thrown aside.

……

Pioneer Camp, as the vanguard of an army, the coach is in a bad mood, and they are one of the most uncomfortable teams.

Because no matter what kind of battle order it is, they are the first to take action.

The first to perform the task, the first to fail to complete the task, the first to be punished.

In the big tent, the goshawk demon god was drinking alone, and his mother was also worried.

Being arranged here, the Goshawk Demon God can be called a direct descendant of the Qinghuang Great Sage.

But a woman who is pregnant with a child has an abnormal temper. One day she is displeased with the devil, and tomorrow she will have to reorganize the army.

Of course, Master Qinghuang may also be training his troops through various excuses.

They are not like the Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku Xuanwu, but they are an army of many ethnic groups mixed together.

If we can't afford to fight, it won't be a big problem for each tribe to fight against itself.

During the war, the various tribes were scattered, destined to become weak points and defeated one by one by the demons.

The Goshawk Demon God can fly, but his brain capacity is not very high, so he can only think of these things at most.

He drank wine alone and scratched his head, feeling that he would still have to be scolded in a few days.

At this moment, a demon king ran in, holding a storage bag in his hands, his face full of joy, "Grandpa, grandpa, good news, old man!"

The visitor is the Golden Wing Demon Lord, the purest bloodline of the Goshawk clan and the most promising grandson of the Goshawk Demon God.

Seeing this, the bored Goshawk Demon God was going to have two drinks with the junior, so he asked him to sit down.

The Golden Wing Demon Lord poured wine for his grandfather, and then presented the storage bag, "Old man, I was responsible for patrolling our perimeter today and caught a human spy."

The Goshawk Demon God didn't care. He was not a spy. As long as he didn't capture Master Qinghuang's husband, he couldn't leave without scraping off his skin. The grandfather and grandson were chatting, and for a moment, the Goshawk Demon God saw the storage bag on the table and asked: "It's so good, where did the spy come from?"

The Golden Winged Demon Lord ate the meat, "I don't know where he could be so bold. He dared to ask to see Master Qinghuang while standing in front of our camp."

"!!!"

Goshawk Demon God: "Don't eat it yet, please make it clear."

The Golden Wing Demon Lord blinked his big eyes, wondering why the old man was suddenly so serious.

"Actually, it's nothing. A human race transformed into a god, wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Xuantian Sect. He said he wanted to see Lord Qinghuang for something important."

The Golden Wing Demon Lord said: "Master Xuantian is so powerful. The news came to me, and then I went over to take a look. Guess what?"

"pia"!
The Goshawk Demon God slapped his head, "Say it quickly, if you talk nonsense again I'll blow your head off!"

Golden Winged Demon King: "!!!"

I have complaints in my heart.

How old is he and he still gets beaten at every turn?

It's a pity that he has been beaten since he was a child, so he dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

The Golden Wing Demon King said: "I went over and took a look. He was quite handsome, and his clothes didn't look like fakes, but the contents of his storage bag revealed his identity as a spy."

The Golden Wing Demon Lord opened the storage bag and took out a lot of tokens, "Look, there are tokens for the righteous path and the demonic path, as well as for our demon clan."

"Look at this again..."

The Golden Winged Demon Lord took out a few black tokens, "These are obviously the identity tokens of the demon from outside the territory, haha!
No serious person would have so many identities. I took advantage of his unpreparedness and immediately took action, swarming up and restraining him. "

The Golden Winged Demon Lord pointed at his big eyeballs, "Thanks to our eagle eyes, I was able to see these things through the storage bag, otherwise I might have been fooled by him.

If he comes to assassinate Lord Qinghuang, our family will be dead. "

The Golden Wing Demon Lord lowered his voice, "Speaking of Lord Qinghuang, old man, I thought we could make a fuss about it, maybe we can be credited with it."

After saying this, he took out another thing.

To be precise, it's a tool bag.

Under the influence of the eagle's eye, the hair strands in the kit are clearly defined.

The Golden Wing Demon Lord laughed and said: "Old man, he calls this the Phoenix Feather, haha!
I thought that guy was crazy. He called it the Phoenix Feather. "

For the Golden Winged Demon Lord, it is the funniest thing in the world for someone to fool him with a few strands of hair.

His laughter was hearty,

However, gradually, the Golden Wing Demon Lord noticed that his old man’s fists were clenched on the table, looking fierce and angry.

Golden Wing Demon Lord: "."

Did the old man drink too much, or was he infected with something unspeakable?

Goshawk Demon Lord said word by word: "Give me the thing."

The Golden Winged Demon Lord obediently handed over his bag of tips.

The next moment, the bag of the brocade bag was loosened, and blazing flames shot up into the sky. There was a faint fire phoenix surrounding the tent, and it took a long time to dissipate.

phoenix! phoenix! god! fire!
The Golden Winged Demon Lord was suddenly sweating profusely and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

"Grandpa, isn't this really the feather of the phoenix?"

The Goshawk Demon God stood up suddenly, "Don't call me grandpa, you are my grandpa!"

With that said, he kicked the Golden Wing Demon Lord out of the vanguard tent.

The Golden Winged Demon Lord is still very confused. Although he acts a bit domineering on weekdays because he is the precious grandson of the demon god, he still has the most basic look in his eyes.

Like Black Turtle Demon Saint, if it wasn't for the Goshawk Demon God's personal orders, and the former didn't resist, he wouldn't even dare to arrest him.

Therefore, even if the human race's little transformed god has thunder on his body, the Golden Winged Demon Lord should be able to withstand it.

Now it looks like the wrong person has been arrested.
The Golden Wing Demon Lord got up from the ground, "Master, old man, so that person is here?"

Goshawk Demon God: "She should be here to see her unborn child."

Monster clan camp, the child is not born yet? .
Um? ! ! !

The Golden Winged Demon Lord immediately thought of it and hugged the Goshawk Demon God's thigh, "Grandpa, save me!"

Even the Goshawk Demon God didn't want to pay attention to him, "Get out of here, I'm going to save myself now.

It was because the Green Python Demon God had offended him that the demon city was almost destroyed by him. This person's mind is very small, and he will retaliate. You can only wish for more blessings. "

the other side,
Dongfang Qinghuang was reading in the handsome tent.

Her recent series of operations in the camp seemed to indicate she was angry, but the more important thing was to improve military discipline.

She had led troops to fight in wars before. If she hadn't been in very poor health, a ninth-level demon from outside the territory would have been killed.

When one's personal strength is unable to win by surprise, the overall quality of the army is placed first in the first row by Lord Qinghuang.

The time she had controlled this army was too short, and she was far from being able to use her fingers like an arm.

Sometimes there are some discordant voices in the team, and Dongfang Qinghuang needs to cut them off one by one.

Next to the book is a sand table, surrounded by demon-hunting armies, and the central area is the foothold of the demons from outside the territory.

Dongfang Qinghuang looked at it and felt that the Demon Archduke opposite him was a little too quiet.

"Tomorrow. Huh?"

Dongfang Qinghuang lowered his head and saw a small head with big eyes and silly hair emerging from under the table. It was very cute.

"Whose elf is this?"

Dongfang Qinghuang is a bit funny.

I don’t know if it’s because Changqing Guoguo is a girl or for some other reason, but Master Qinghuang is very friendly when faced with a little goblin that affects her reading.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Guoguo arrived on the table.

Dongfang Qinghuang asked: "Did you go the wrong way?"

Changqing Guoguo: (*.*)?
Language is still too difficult.

Guoguo could only make gestures and said, "Master, I miss the baby."

Then he stood up straight, as if he had been hit by an arrow in his waist, and then fell down, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Dongfang Qinghuang couldn't understand what she meant about the baby, but she understood the waist section, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush.

"Bah, tell a kid everything." Lord Qinghuang spat.

"Where is he?" Dongfang Qinghuang asked.

Changqing Guoguo turned around when he heard this, then turned back again, and replied with a sweet voice: "I know."

It means that she knows where Chu Bai is, but she doesn't know how to describe it.

When Chu Bai returns to spitting, Dongfang Qinghuang will not avoid seeing him.

Then she held Guoguo in her hands and let the little guy lead the way.

The Demon Clan Camp was neither too big nor too small. Under the guidance of Changqing Guoguo, Dongfang Qinghuang turned several times and finally landed in front of the water prison of the Pioneer Camp.

Happens to be,

The Goshawk Demon God and the Golden Winged Demon Lord also arrived.

The Great Sage Qinghuang came in person, and there was no need to say anything. The eyes of the two big eagles were all dark.

Dongfang Qinghuang looked at them, and then at Changqing Guoguo who was spitting at them, and said calmly: "You guys, have you locked up my prime minister?"

Goshawk Demon God and Golden Wing Demon Lord said in unison: "Misunderstanding, Lord Qinghuang, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Moon Shadow Cave,

Chu Bai was humming a song as he ate the sweet and delicious pastries. Behind him was a soft Boli pillow, and beside him was his sister Rose, who was full of melancholy and dressed in native clothes with her waist exposed, playing chess with him.

"I'll stay here for one day. If Xiao Guoguo doesn't come back after one day, I'll think of another way."

Delicious.

(End of this chapter)