The Demon in the Mirror

After tracing for one night, not only did he not catch the bowl demon, but also lost a packet of beef jerky, the west wind that returned to the inn in the early morning was so depressed that he fell asleep, and as soon as he lay down, he noticed that someone was sitting by the bed and shook her.

She lifted the quilt angrily and said: "Why?"

Qingyuan said: "It's dawn."

"So?"

"Time to wake up."

"..." Westwind pulled the quilt tightly. "I want to sleep, mortals have to sleep every day."

"No, follow the rules, everyone sleeps at night."

After he finished speaking, he came to pull the quilt of the West Wind. The West Wind, who was trapped, just wanted to desperately want to fight with him, holding the quilt and crying: "I want to sleep, I am sleepy."

"Why am I not sleepy?"

"You must not speak for one hundred thousand years at a time."

"Oh." Qing Yuan also wanted to urge her to get up, but her throat showed weakness, as if she was really tired. He thought about it carefully and finally let go of his hand slowly, and gave her a quilt. "Sleep."

Xifeng exposed his eyes from under the bedding and looked at him: "You promised me that you wouldn't wake me up until you woke up, and you shouldn't suddenly lift my quilt to pick me up, even when it was lunch time, you should not call me."

Qingyuan pondered that this was really unruly. Xifeng looked at him straight away. If he didn't agree, she wouldn't sleep, otherwise she would be woken up halfway, even worse.

"it is good."

With his promise, Westwind settled down: "Good night, Master Qinglong."

"Good morning," Qing Yuan corrected seriously, but Westwind seemed to have fallen asleep in an instant, breathing slowly.

It seems that she is really sleepy.

Qingyuan was sitting by the bed, without west wind, he didn't seem to know what to do.

He must follow the rules and not be regarded as alien. In case it scares the mortal, it is difficult. Xifeng has been asleep for an hour, and he has been sitting by the bed, besides watching her, it is dazed.

"Westwind--"

Last night I fought a little noisy little fire with the little black demon into the house, trying to accuse Westwind and let her receive it when she saw the little man next time. It flew to the bed by holding the painful waist, slamming the west wind and shouting her name.

Before the person reached the bed, he saw a slap sent and shot it directly out of the window.

"what--"

Qingyuan snorted at the small fire that flew into the sky and turned into fluorescent particles-don't make noise, let Xifeng sleep.

"Friend, where did you go last night ..."

The man in white was talking, and was about to jump in from the window. He suddenly saw the window "snap" and was closed, and instantly hit a bruised face.

"..."

The house was quiet again.

Qingyuan continued to sit by the bed, guarding the sleeping west wind.

Xifeng, who was still having a beautiful dream, turned over and was really quiet. The green dragon must not be around, otherwise she would be chattering about her.

When Qingyuan gave her a quilt, she saw that her clothes were missing a piece of clothing. Only then did she tear it off and cover his wounds.

After a long thought, he suddenly knew what he should do.

Xifeng, who had slept into the night, was satisfied with her sleep. She opened her eyes and saw the night outside. She sat up hurriedly, not knowing that the hour of the bowl demon appeared.

When Westwind was about to get out of bed and guard the bowl demon, he suddenly noticed someone beside the bed. She was startled and squinted, only a pair of bright eyes could be seen in the darkness.

She tried to summon: "Qingyuan?"

"You finally woke up and it was dark again." Qingyuan held her shoulders, pressed down on the bed, and covered her with a quilt again, "Keep sleeping."

Xifeng didn't listen to him, and ran away from the door, leaving his hand behind. This time, she passed the time when the bowl demon passed here last night.

Qingyuan looked at her without sleeping, and looked at her bare feet again, with a solemn expression: "No, it didn't appear tonight."

Xifeng unexpectedly said: "Not even? The people on this whole street said that it would pass through the street at a fixed time in the past two months ... Have they been taken away by brothers and sisters."

Qingyuan also wanted to call her to enter the house quickly, but Xifeng had already ran back, patting her feet and putting on her shoes directly, making him wide-eyed: "Dirty."

Xifeng glanced at him, his lips raised, he took off his shoes and stepped on the ground. Then he put on his shoes and clothes.

Qingyuan felt great maliciousness!

"If you say it again, I will step on it."

"I won't sleep with you."

"... We didn't sleep together."

"Have."

"No!"

Seeing the remaining beef jerky on the table, Xifeng grabbed a hand and tried to stuff it into his mouth. But beside the jerky, there was a baggage, obviously not hers. She squinted slightly and carefully lifted the burden with beef jerky. At first glance, she found that there was a girl's clothes inside.

She immediately pointed at Qingyuan and said, "Oh oh! You played with the little girl while I was asleep and received their gifts."

"This is for you." Qing Yuan pointed to the corner of her broken skirt, "Well."

Xifeng was stunned and looked down, only to remember that she helped Qingyuan apply a wound and pulled a skirt. She felt warm and grew so big that she had received countless gifts, but after leaving the temple, only a small fire had been delivered-but it always sent monsters, and it was finally given to it.

"Thank you." Xifeng's nose was slightly sour, looking at Qingyuan, if she was not afraid of being held to death, she really wanted to hug him.

Qingyuan touched her head: "Good."

"Wait a minute." The moving west wind suddenly returned to God, his expression sighing, "How did this dress come from?"

"bought."

Xifeng's heart sank, and he shivered: "... you, what did you get, what did you buy?"

Qingyuan drew an empty purse from his arms and shook it: "Well."

"boom."

Xifeng thumped to his knees, crying and holding the deflated purse: "My money ... my money ..."

Break up! Fuck an egg!

Qingyuan, who was beaten up, did not understand the **** earth, especially the West Wind.

He sat opposite her in a regular manner, and heard her say the principle of an hour, the main idea is that you do n’t spend money on three copper plates, you can buy a bun, two copper plates, you can buy a bun, and give others a dozen or two silver in one go. wrong.

Finally, the west wind claps the table: "Do you understand?"

Qingyuan, feeling the danger, nodded: "Got it."

"Repeat it again," Xifeng said, "repeat everything I just said."

"Full saying an hour for Master Qinglong to repeat it all, Westwind you bully people." Xiao Huo jumped in from the window and asked, feeling the sunken belly, "Is there a supper?"

Westwind gritted his teeth and said, "What do you say? Money was squandered by your Qinglong Master again."

"……I'm wrong."

"Where did you go tonight?"

"I came back long ago, just climbed in through the window and was thrown out by Master Qinglong. I wanted to go for food. As a result, I met the little dwarf and fought again." Xiao Huo turned to cover his swollen face, " The front teeth were almost lost, **** it. "

"A strange beast was bullied by a little black demon, and he cried with me." Xifeng looked at the outside again, and it was almost dawn, but the bowl of demon still didn't show up, "I have to find it, in case it's true I was unhappy when they were taken away by my brother. "

Xiaohuo remembered the matter now: "I came back last night to tell you about the bowl demon! Today is the birthday of the demon king, and there will be a demon banquet for ten days. I saw it lined up."

Qingyuan said: "You saw it, so you were in line at the time."

"..." Xiao Huo, who was seen through at a glance, hurriedly "booed" at him.

Xifeng grinned: "But if you didn't go in, it means that you were not seen as a monster by the gatekeeper, so you come back to find me a way."

The two of you can sing one and make a living! Xiao Huo was furious, and ran to the west wind, but he held her finger and shook it: "Good west wind, take me there, there are many delicious things in the Wan Banquet, right ... The bowl demon is inside, you do n’t want to Catch it? Ten thousand banquets were held for ten days, and it only came out in ten days. Maybe he was taken away by the little black face long ago, or the people in the palace of the spirits took the lead. "

Xifeng thought for a moment, even if he was taken away by the little black face.

She frowned and got up and said, "Go, go to the queue."

Little fire is overjoyed, you can eat and drink!

The west wind stopped it bouncing: "You are not allowed to go."

Xiao Huo's excited face stiffened: "Why, why?"

Westwind spit out his tongue at it: "Fool you."

Xiaohuo almost cried out: "Westwind is a bad guy!"

Xifeng laughed dumbly, picked up a small fire and went outside. After a few steps, he turned back to Qingyuan and said, "Go away, Master Qinglong."

Qingyuan was still watching them for a moment, and Qingyuan, with a little envy in his heart, heard this sentence, and he was slightly stunned. He looked at the west wind looking towards him, a little trance.

There have been countless little fairies who have called him and invited him, but none have touched it more deeply than this time.

What touched?

He didn't know.

Qingyuan stepped towards her and took her hand.

Afraid that she might be lost, or he might be lost behind her.

The west wind that has eaten countless tofu of him has not been thrown away. Probably in his heart, the word tofu has never been eaten.

"Xifeng, don't you really change your clothes?"

Slap. The beautiful atmosphere shattered and the west wind burst into tears: "Shut up and don't allow me to mention my sad things."

"Oh."

The west wind opened the door angrily, and there was a fresh breeze at the door. But ... why did his nose seem to be hit by something, and it was all red.

what happened? Who dares to move the wind and clear the gods? ? ?

Outsiders saw the two of them holding hands, and smiled meaningfully, and my family looked like a dragon. He asked: "Go out? Go to the demon world? Just, I want to go too."

Xifeng asked, "What do Master Qingfeng do there?"

"I noticed that the daffodil seeds are enchanted all over the body. The enchantment is unusual, and I'm afraid I'm in the enchanted world."

Xifeng seemed to think of something and said suspiciously: "Is Lord Breeze, the lost seed of the little fairy, exactly the same as the bowl?"

Baili Qingfeng laughed loudly: "The West Wind girl is really humorous."

"..." That's definitely not the case after laughing like this.

Qingyuan stopped the breeze and said, "You are not allowed to go."

Baili Breeze was surprised: "Why?"

Qingyuan sticks his tongue out: "Fool you."

Baili Breeze: "..."

Westwind: "..."

small fire:"……"

Change, day, now!

Heaven, collapse, it!

Scared, dead, people!

The appearance of the demon world is not too late for 20,000 years between the two realms of the gods and demons. The first generation of the demon king evolved from the devil, or evolved from the fallen god, no one knows.

It's just that Pangu opened the world, and the gods and demons were a family.

It is a law to combine points for a long time.

Although Qingyuan spent 100,000 years in the demon world, he knew nothing about the demon world, sleeping in the mirror, within the seal. I don't know anything about the pollution of the outside world. Today is the "first time" stepping into the demon world, and I am full of curiosity about everything here.

It would be even better if the breath here was clearer and clearer.

At least here, he can float away without using two legs.

The veiled west wind sealed their aura with a spirit curse, and wiped the blood of the monster on the hand, and it was full of demon spirit, completely hiding their identity.

Today's demon king birthday feast, all monsters on the road.

The demon world is like a world, and there are markets.

The streets are full of monsters.

Tiger demon fox demon wolf demon, flower demon grass demon tree demon, chopsticks stool table, hammer shovel saw, everything can be transformed into demon, at a glance the west wind that sees through their body also has many monsters that have not seen.

It seems that the bowl of the demon is indeed nothing strange.

But the bowl demon is very powerful. These hammers and shovels look very weak. If it were not for the demon king's birthday banquet that did not allow the demon to eat the demon, they would not dare to walk on the streets in such a big swing.

Baili Qingfeng entered the demon world and saw a female fox. When Xifeng wanted to talk to him, he found that the person was gone.

"It seems that the eighth thousand secretly-loving fairies are wrong, it is the fairies who have appeared"

Westwind ridiculed, and suddenly Qingyuan pulled her hand and pointed to the street where the demon came and went: "Bowl."

Westwind looked up and saw that a bowl floated among the demons and fluttered, as if looking for something. Then she saw a black group again, who was sneaking behind the bowl demon, reached out the little black hand, and was about to catch it.

"Little black face, stop it!"