Cultivating immortals and destroying the world is their duty

Chapter 9 Night Market
"Hey! It's great that senior brother is not here. I heard that not all delicacies in the demon world are bitter. There are veteran craftsmen making sugar paintings on the street tonight. Second senior brother, you need to buy more for me!"

Although Nanshan's complexion was not very good, he was full of energy. He dragged Qingyue along the river and soon arrived at a street intersection.

The small river passing through the city diverges in all directions here, surrounded by buildings with blue bricks and white tiles, and colorful lanterns are hung on the doors of every house, which is unique from a distance.

As for the little monsters walking on the street, there are even more little demons walking on the street. The street is not wide. If it is a horse-drawn carriage, it will be a bit difficult for two vehicles to run side by side. However, the street is clean and orderly, and there are vendors selling various items on both sides of the street.

Going forward with the sound of gongs and drums, Nanshan ran over curiously, stood on tiptoe and took a look. It turned out that two lion dance teams were fighting for skills, and there were many onlookers.At this moment, the lion dance is at its most intense stage. The two "lions" transformed by the lion dancer blinked their big eyes, and they all looked at a piece of red cloth hanging from the highest pole.

Nanshan felt that he had never experienced such a lively scene before, and was surprised and delighted, and was stunned for a while.

According to the rules, the "lion" needs to dance its own steps and fight for the piece of red cloth with the sound of gongs and drums. Nanshan opened her eyes wide and clenched her fists. She was more optimistic about the fiery red "lion" and was secretly Cheer him up in your heart.

With great difficulty, Qingyue squeezed to Nanshan's side. Seeing her immersed in the lion dance performance in front of her, with a nervous expression on her face, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled happily.

His little junior sister should live in such a safe and worry-free manner.

"Wow! I won, I won!" Seeing that the red "lion" won the championship, Nanshan clapped his hands and almost jumped up.

"Fool, you didn't bet with anyone, so what can you say about whether you can win or not?"

"Second Senior Brother, if I win, you lose. You have to buy me sugar paintings!"

Nan Shan blinked, pointed at the crowd on the street corner, and said with a smile, "I smell maltose, hurry up and buy it for me!"

"Let's go together, there are many people here, don't get lost." Qingyue looked around, shoulder to shoulder everywhere, a little worried.

"I'll just stand here and wait for you. The red lion will dance alone later, and I want to watch it a little longer." Nanshan pushed Qingyue into the crowd without taking his eyes off the lion dance team for a moment.

"Okay. If you want to come to the demon world, nothing can hurt you."

Qingyue touched the Linglong lock on his waist, then turned around and walked over to the sugar figure booth.

However, at this moment, several unfriendly eyes from the crowd fell on Nanshan.

"Is this the little girl?"

"My lord, there is nothing wrong! I didn't expect that she was the only one."

"This girl is from the God Realm, so she must be difficult to deal with. How much is left of the one Master Feiming gave you last time?"

"Enough is enough, bring them all."

"So, let's do it."

The guys looked at each other after whispering, and they all saw the sinister smile on each other's faces.

And the one who was called "Young Master" by those people was the young master pig demon that Nanshan met at the Huansha Lake earlier. I picked it up, but I was also full of dissatisfaction.

If he can get such a peerless lotus leaf that covers the sky and dedicate it to the patriarch, is it possible that the red pig will not have a bright future in the beast clan?

Qingyue waited for three full quarters before the veteran craftsman finished what Nanshan called the "biggest" sugar painting, and the moment he got it in his hand, he was almost crushed to death.

Worried that too many people around would crush the sugar painting, Qingyue could only shake his hands, hold up the huge sugar painting, and move step by step to the position where he watched the lion dance just now.

Nanshan was nowhere to be found.

"Nanshan! Nanshan!" Qingyue turned around and called out loudly.

The crowd looked back at him one after another, but they were only amazed at the huge sugar painting in his hand. Qingyue panicked after turning around a few times, and used illusion to close the sugar painting. He immediately began to feel the breath of Nanshan around him calmly.

A very faint trace of breath...

Just as he was about to transmit the voice to Dong Li and the others, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him, and Dong Li and Bai Xiaohua had appeared out of thin air, with a menacing aura, forcing the little demons beside them back again and again.

"Who is it?" Dongli's eyes were cold.

"No idea. I just left for a moment."

"It's three quarters."

"You've been watching us?" Qingyue gritted his teeth, his eyes turned from Dongli to Bai Xiaohua.

Bai Xiaohua bowed her head in silence, secretly looking at Dongli's face.

"It was I who asked Xiaohua to protect Nanshan with the casting lock." Dongli said.

"Then you must know who has robbed Nanshan, why are you asking me?"

"The casting spirit lock was suppressed for a moment. Someone secretly set up a formation. This formation is relatively unfamiliar. I only felt a very weak remnant of demon power when I was on the casting spirit lock." Bai Xiaohua thought Worried about the safety of Nanshan, he didn't want Qingyue and Dongli to argue at this moment.

Dongli also knows that now is not the time to argue, but fortunately, Nanshan has the fragrant grass he planted on him, and it is only a matter of time before he can find Nanshan.

It's just that this is the demon world, and Jiexin is still in an unreinforced state. If they rashly use high-level divine power, they are afraid that it will shake Jiexin even more. After thinking about it, Dongli still called Meng Ni.

"Greetings, everyone, Nanshan girl was robbed in the demon world, and I will definitely give a few satisfactory explanations."

Meng Ni bowed slightly, and gave Dong Li a response very calmly.

Mr. Zhu Yao led his men to hide his body all the way, bypassing the streets and alleys, and came to the most famous Zheliu Alley in the city not long after.

Here is the largest romantic place in the city, named Liuyan Pavilion.

The pig demon in brocade robes and the attendants behind him were all arrogant. After entering the Liuyan Pavilion, they swaggered in, as skillfully as if they were in their own backyard.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Hongyan... what wind brought you here."

Before anyone arrives, the voice arrives first. The head of the Liuyan Pavilion is a middle-aged banshee who still has a charming charm, and she greeted her with her waist twisted.

"Head of the house, give us a good wing room, and a table of good wine and good food. The girls also call their brothers one by one, no one is missing! Hahahaha." The pig demon narrowed his eyes.

"Huh? Young master, is that the girl you kidnapped again?" The head banshee saw the burlap sack carried on the shoulder of the pig demon's follower, and she understood.

"Heh, this is not something that the head of the family should ask about. Go do your business quickly."

The pig demon stared at her round eyes, and the head banshee nodded slightly, "That's natural, I'm going to prepare wine, food, and good girl for you."

Meng Ni also hid his figure at this time, and happened to follow here. When he was still the general of the demon world, he often came to Zheliu Lane with his subordinates to have fun.

Speaking of which, the banshee and he are old acquaintances, but now that he is a demon saint, his status is precious, so it is not easy to show up directly to ask her, so he can only continue to hide his body, turning into a wisp of green smoke, and following The house banshee entered a wing.

The wing room was full of smog, smokers were smoking, punching punches, two people were already drunk, lying sprawled on the ground, behind the pink screen, there were still a few shy laughter.

And there was a girl leaning against the corner of the wall, unconscious, Meng Ni took a closer look and found that it was Nanshan.

Hearing the house banshee pointing at Nanshan and teasingly said: "I have been running this Liuyan pavilion for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful little face."

"Tsk tsk, green waist, you don't even look at who my young master is, how can ordinary things fall into my young master's eyes?"

"That's that, but looking at the appearance, I'm afraid that this clothes is not a child from an ordinary family, right? Although there is someone behind the green-waisted Liuyan Pavilion, it is difficult to guarantee the background of this child..." The banshee in charge Hesitating to speak, he smiled coquettishly and looked at Young Master Pig Demon.

"You don't have to worry, Master. You know that your Liuyan Pavilion family has a great career and is backed by the Snake Clan. After I dedicate this little girl to Master Feiming, the Beast Clan will not lose your benefits."

The pig demon hugged the two girls on the left and the right, his face was flushed.

"Uh, so, such a green waist, thank you first." The head didn't say any more, but he had some plans in his heart.

(End of this chapter)