The original God, Yasha, the Immortal Doctor, will finally become the law of heaven

"Then work hard on your own."

Xue Kui had no expression on his face, and made a gesture to leave.

"Wait!"

Xue Kui stopped.

Shi Chen's face was as cold as frost.

"According to your."

"I'm going right now!"

Xue Kui, who ran out of the door, twisted his expression happily.

Ha ha!Unexpectedly, brother Shichen!Having been in contact with human society for many years, I naturally already know the truth of getting more benefits.

Xuekui couldn't help but feel dazed when he thought of the green years when he was bought by a grilled fish and helped people hoe the fields all afternoon.

At that time, he was simple but happy.

Xuekui, you are really despicable now.

As for Shi Chen in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth were cracked to the corners of his eyes, and his entire face was distorted beyond recognition.

Just Brother Xue, trying to take advantage of him?

Shi Chen's bottom line is actually four meals!

Xue Kui, you are still too young now.

On the field, it looks like clouds in the sunset, like a woman's fair face painted with a layer of seductive flowers of light pink rouge, surrounded by large red leaves, like the queen of this plant standing in the center of the world to enjoy people alone cheers and love.

Unfortunately, their queen was approached by a white head, and she sniffed the fragrance carefully.

The breeze blew by, and the red leaves seemed to be burning with anger, silently rebuking the rude people who harassed their queen.

What made them even more angry was that after smelling it, the white-haired boy shook his head in disappointment and turned around to leave.

Bold!

Offending the princess is a heinous crime!

And ignoring the charm of the princess is even more sinful!

Xuekui didn't know the incompetence and fury of the red leaves, and was looking for a more suitable variety of neon flowers.

Even for the same plant, there are large differences between individuals.

The richness and clarity of the fragrance of neon clothes are all included by Xue Kui in the scope of judging whether they are suitable.

Sister Shuang'er is a gentle and clean woman, and her floral fragrance is too strong, which doesn't match her temperament.

Although he used this incident to rip off his big brother, it doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to the other party's request.

At least the Nishanghua brought back before all met Xuekui's expected standard.

Just when Xue Kui squatted down to check another colorful flower, a hot breath like a jumping spark broke into his perception.

Realizing that there was a familiar person behind her, Xue Kui didn't bother to pay attention to her and continued with his movements.

It's a pity that the other party has no intention of letting him go.

His eyes darkened, and a soft little hand that exuded warmth covered Xue Kui's eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

The sound he made with a deliberately muffled voice was hard to find for Xue Kui.

"Before playing this kind of game next time, learn how to restrain your breath, sister Yingda."

Pulling away the hands covering his eyes, he raised his head to look up at Ying Da who looked down at him laughingly.

"What you said is so difficult to understand. After all, how do you sense breath?"

"Isn't this something that should be done? Are you a Yasha?"

Xue Kui sniffed the scent of neon clothes and flowers, and casually replied to the fiery red girl.

"Hmph. Little Xuekui doesn't even know how to wear a Nuo mask, yet she dares to say such a thing."

"That's not necessary at all. Even if you wear that kind of weird mask, you're not as good as me."

Ying Da's face bulged like a hamster stuffed with food.

Compared with Xue Kui, who had just begun to possess the power of a demon, the gap in strength between them was naturally not something that could be smoothed out by a Nuo noodle. Even the four great yakshas needed to deal with this brat in multiple numbers to barely be able to compete.

This is true, but there is absolutely no correlation between the fact and whether the girl is angry.

"Okay, this is for you, it just suits you."

Xuekui picked off the coquettish flowers in front of him, turned around and handed them to the girl who was a little unhappy.

After all, Xue Kui has been in the human world for several years, and has made some progress in observing words and emotions.

Noticing that the smell of the neon flowers in front of him is very irritating when it enters the nasal cavity, it will bring a strong shock to those who smell it for the first time, and Xue Kui realizes that it matches the girl behind him.

Coincidentally, Yingda also got into a little mood, so he picked off the flowers that could have escaped catastrophe, and made a gesture of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

"Wildflowers everywhere just think...well, I'll just begrudgingly take them."

Sometimes, the first time people meet each other's eyes, they will know whether the other person will be their dearest relatives or friends, or their enemies for life.

Perhaps the same is true for other objects.

Fit is a very magical feeling.

It's like Ying Da is looking at the flowers in Xue Kui's hand, as if he's seeing another version of himself.

Happily looking at the wildflowers he got in the sun, Ying Da followed Xue Kui step by step.

"Why are you following me?"

"I'm looking for someone to play with...Xue Kui, what if this flower withers?"

"When it dries up, it dries up."

"No! Think of a way~"

Xue Kui, whose head was buzzing a little from the noise, had no choice but to hook Ying Da, signaling him to return the neon flower to Ying Da first.

Not long after, the neon flower whose body surface was covered with a layer of frost returned to Yingda's hand, exuding a crystal clear feeling under the sun, so that the original alluring figure of the neon flower was covered by the pure coat, and the inner youth was faintly visible , On the contrary, it has the artistic sense mentioned in the end.

"As long as you don't burn it with your own fire, it should last for a long time."

Except for the time when he fought against Morax, the first time he used his "reason" outside was to preserve freshness...

While Yingda couldn't let go of the frozen neon clothes, Xuekui was reflecting on his behavior of abusing "reason".

The dull Xue Kui looked up. After seeing the table used for worship among humans, a smile appeared on his face, and he gradually became arrogant.

He remembered that this place seemed to be Morax's territory, right?

26. Don't talk about things that you don't say at will, or you will be in danger of being silenced

"Is this really okay?"

The girl's voice was a little nervous.

"It's okay. It's normal to feel nervous for the first time. You will feel indescribable happiness soon."

The boy's voice is persuasive.

"But, but, woo~ woo—"

A foreign object invaded her mouth, and the girl let out an uncomfortable whimper.

After reaching out and stuffing a bun into Ying Da's mumbling little mouth, Xue Kui picked up a white steamed bun on the table and bit off most of it in one bite.

"Um~uh~"

Yes, it’s stuffed with barbecued pork, delicious!

Xue Kui threw the rest into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it, and licked his lips.

If the tribute on the table in front of him was for humans to worship their ancestors, then Xue Kui would not make such a move.

It's a pity that the person enshrined on the table in front of him is a demon god named Morax.

There are so many messes made by the people of this old thing. People like them will not take the act of enshrining the end as a dead person. After all, the demon god of dust may appear on the street at any time Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be part of the entertainment and see them setting up the altar?

Xue Kui is wandering in the sky.

Having said that, after all, apart from people's respect, it seems that nothing else has been gained. Probably in the eyes of humans, a powerful demon god lacks everything.

Xuekui grabbed a chicken leg and ate it while thinking.

Want to get that guy something?

"As expected of the dish used to enshrine that old thing, it is made with care, don't you think?"

The last sentence was asked to Ying Da, who was holding the bun that Xue Kui had stuffed in his hands and chewing on it.

"Hmm."

Swallowing the food in his mouth, the always lively Yingda lowered his voice, seeking psychological comfort from Xuekui like a thief.

"Is it really good for us to do this?"

Yingda, who seems to have a big heart, is actually the least courageous and the weakest of them among the yakshas. Recalling the appearance of the emperor when he was serious, Yingda felt a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

"Why are you afraid of it? The old guy is not dead, he needs people to comfort his spirit in heaven, and he will not really enjoy the offerings given to him by humans. These things will just be wasted in vain. What if we eat a little? ?”

Little Yasha puffed out her chest, and said it in a confident and forceful manner.

"Ok?"

Seeming to have discovered something, Xue Kui glanced in one direction, and after figuring out the identities of the two auras over there, he immediately looked away.

Hey, it's just a little fairy under Morax, so what if you see it?They can't beat themselves either.

By the time they went back to report to the old man, the Immortal Doctor had finished enjoying his tribute long ago, patted his ass and ran away.

The two immortals who discovered Xue Kui's behavior, one elder and one younger, have a master-disciple relationship.

When the young immortal regarded the emperor as a role model in his heart, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation when he saw such disrespectful behavior.

On the territory of the emperor, An Neng has such a bold fanatic!

Rolling up his sleeves, he was about to go up to clean up Xuekui and his two young apprentices, but was pulled back by his gray-bearded master.

"Master, why are you stopping me? I didn't see those two little thieves doing such reckless things!"

The old man's eyelids twitched.

This stinky boy, do you know what a fart?

"Do you know those two?"

"A thief who stole the emperor's tribute?"

The master rolled his eyes.

"The red-haired woman, named Yingda, is one of the four most powerful members of the Yasha clan. She is qualified to sit with the emperor when hosting a banquet. How dare you provoke her?"

The little apprentice's momentum weakened, but he still said bravely.

"Even so, you shouldn't be so disrespectful to the emperor."

"Hmph! I told you to go out and communicate with people more, don't work behind closed doors and blindly study spells. That one is the main reason why I stopped you!"

The old master pointed to Xue Kui.

"That white-haired kid is also a Yasha named Xuekui! You should know this, right?"

The little apprentice was dumbfounded.

"Is it the Xuekui who attracted the emperor to manifest his sage and sent down the test that day, and passed?"

"More than that," the master stroked his long beard, "It is rumored that one day, the emperor suddenly realized the power of creation and created a brand new life, which is this young Yasha!"

"The scene in front of me now confirms this rumor. If it weren't for this, how could he have the courage to eat the emperor's tribute? If a boy eats Lao Tzu's tribute, can that be called stealing?"

The little apprentice was too shocked to speak.

The old man glared at his stupid disciple.