The art of location, unfold!

The Demon God who was about to drop his severed spider foot was stunned.

No matter how crazy the consciousness is, after losing the target that can be attacked, what else can it attack?

There was no white-haired boy around, nor the dark green-haired Yaksha with golden eyes.

The Spider Demon God was at a loss. After wandering in the cave for a while, he didn't even find any traces of the battle, and there was only silence around him, allowing the mentally damaged it to regain its calm unconsciously.

The Demon God, who took a step forward and walked out of the cave very normally, did not realize that his limbs had recovered to sound.

From the dark cave to the well-lit outside world.

After enduring some glare of the sun, the breeze brought the fragrance of grass and the smell of moist soil from the lush forest in front of him, making the scene of morning dew slipping from the leaves and soaking the soil appear in front of his eyes.

On the left is the sound of birds chirping and sparrows singing. When you look up, you can vaguely see the outlines of the mountains and peaks through the mist. On the right are the voices of people and the unique aroma of fireworks.

After hesitating for a moment, the Demon God turned and walked to the left.

Between walking, the surrounding trees become taller and taller, giving it a feeling of towering ancient trees.

A huge black shadow suddenly passed over the ground. The Spider Demon God looked up and found that the owner of the shadow was a crane many times bigger than it. It was flying into the distance with its wings shaking.

A sense of disobedience appeared on the body, and he lowered his head and stretched out his forelegs to check. There were no sharp claws, only a pair of small and cute white spider legs remained.

This is a world without disputes between demons and gods, without emptiness, and without whispers in the ears.

A white spider stood still on the slightly moist ground, and the consciousness of the demon god suddenly woke up from madness with the help of the calm environment and the stimulation of the sense of disobedience.

After looking around for a while, the demon god fell silent, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It's so peaceful...

The demon god who weaves dreams, at this moment, dies in the illusion woven by others.

......

Xue Kui's sword finger trembled, slowly bent under his puzzled expression, and then slowly lowered.

Demon god's consciousness, self dissipated?

This somewhat surprised Xue Kui.

The supernatural power just now was realized after he traveled the world and completed his understanding of the world, and it can already be regarded as his trump card.

For the sake of this demon god letting him relive the face of his old friend, he originally wanted to use this method to give him a dignified burial, but he hadn't done it yet, at most he just made a starting gesture. Did it dissolve automatically?

Xue Kui looked at the scarred body of the demon god in front of him, and could feel that there was still a trace of the demon god's reason in it, but the other party's thoughts had indeed dissipated.

After thinking for a while, Xue Kui could only think of one possibility to explain the situation just now.

The dream-weaving demon god suffered great mental damage long before he started fighting with him, so after his consciousness was transferred to his external space, he couldn't stand the toss and collapsed.

However, how can a demon god who regards dreams as his reason be so weak in spirit?

Xue Kui was a little puzzled.

Even in the early years, the other party had confronted him consciously, but at that time his methods were not as perfect as they are now. Even if he caused a little damage to the other party in that battle, relying on the recovery power of the demon god , the other party should have recovered as before.

After coming into contact with him, what exactly did this demon god experience?

After pondering for a while, Xue Kui still couldn't think of the answer. After looking at the remnant body of the demon god, he raised his hand to condense the ice, and an ice coffin enveloped him inside, preventing the remaining corpse in the opponent's body from becoming filthy.

Perhaps, after the war started, he was wounded while fighting a certain demon god.

Xue Kui looked at Xiao Yasha who had just escaped from the dream and fell into a coma again due to mental exhaustion, with a little confusion on his face.

Although he was saved, how should he be settled now?

Xue Kui can no longer take care of this child like Xue He and Gan Yu. After all, he also has the important task of guarding against other demon gods from attacking the city. Even the child Gan Yu is temporarily stored with Morax.

Um?Morax?

A smile appeared on Xue Kui's face.

I've already taken care of so many cubs for you, so it's my turn to trouble you this time, right?

And with Brother Fushe and the others around, there is no need to worry about the growth of this little one.

Xue Kui leaned down, hugged Xiao Yasha, looked at the other's quiet face that was completely different from when he was wearing the Nuo mask, and blinked.

According to the aesthetics among human beings, this kid can probably be regarded as handsome.

Xue Kui raised his eyes and thought for a while.

Could it be that when others look at him, the feeling they experience is similar to what I feel when I look at this little Yasha?

Wouldn't it?

You seemed to be very noisy before?

The white-haired Yasha's thoughts gradually drifted away.

......

"You mean, you want to give this Yasha to my training?"

Morax in the form of a dragon beast narrowed his eyes and stared at the smiling Xuekui.

Brat, you've learned badly, haven't you?

Xue Kui scratched his head.

"You also know the situation on my side. There is a serious shortage of manpower. Where can I find time to take care of the children? Your manpower is enough for three rounds of patrolling. If it doesn't work, let him go Give Fu She and the others a few."

Morax looked at Sayasha, whose eyes were dead silent, as if he had noticed something, frowned, and asked after thinking for a moment.

"How is the aptitude and strength? Is it considered immediate combat power?"

Xue Kui's smile widened, and what the other party meant was that he was willing to help take care of this little Yasha.

"The strength can be regarded as that of ordinary immortals. To be able to reach this level at such a young age, no matter how you say it, it is also worthy of the word "outstanding talent."

Moraxk nodded.

"In this case, I will accept this child, but if it is damaged during the operation, don't blame me."

"nature."

Xue Kui nodded in agreement.

As a race like Yasha who is good at fighting, naturally it will not be protected like a mild-tempered fairy beast like Gan Yu, and it is very possible to accidentally die while fighting outside.

"During this tense and busy period, it is really rare for you to come here. It was supposed to call Liuyun and Ganyu to let you have a little talk, but it is a pity that those two are currently cleaning up a difficult place. The monster gathering point is different from yours."

Xue Kui showed helplessness and spread his hands.

"Can't you suffer a little bit? It's all over and you still have to order me around."

Morax cast a surprised look.

"Huh? How can I use White Yaksha under my command?"

Xue Kui shook his head at this old bastard who was pretending to be stupid.

"Don't talk about it, I'll go and watch them."

Getting up and about to leave, Xue Kui felt someone grab the back of his clothes.

The eyes of Xuekui and Morax were focused on Xiaoyasha who was silently holding the corner of Xuekui's clothes.

"It seems that this child is quite reluctant to part with you."

It seems that you and the other party have only been together for a short period of time, right?

Xue Kui, who didn't realize how much rescuing a life from bondage would affect the other party, was puzzled by the sense of dependence he displayed.

Maybe it's because of people from the same clan?

He raised his hand to mess up Sayasha's dark green hair.

"Let's go out together after the war is over. After all, we are all Yashas, ​​and we will always have a chance to meet in the future."

Seeing Xiaoyasha let go of her hand, Xuekui couldn't help showing a smile.

A sensible child is very likable.

Thinking about it this way, I really don’t understand how my previous self managed to make so many friends.

"When we meet again next time, remember to call me senior."

After crossing his arms and making a joke at Sayasha, Xue Kui turned to Morax.

"Then please pay more attention to this child."

Just as Xuekui was about to leave, Morax suddenly stopped him.

"Xuekui."

Facing the gaze cast by the white-haired Yasha, Morax looked at the appearance of the green-haired Yasha, and suddenly asked a question.

"From this little guy, whose shadow do you see?"

Xue Kui snorted coldly.

"Knowingly asking."

This old thing is really annoying.

Who else could it be, isn't it himself who embraced Shi Chen's death?

The murder that was manipulated by the demon god will eventually turn into a sense of guilt to torment the young Yaksha.

The reason Xue Kui asked Morax to pay more attention was not to make him lessen the task that Yasha would soon bear, but to let the other party pay more attention to Yasha's psychological state.

Watching Xue Kui's leaving back, Morax, who teased the other party at the last moment, was in a good mood.

In this chaotic period, even though he did not need to fight most of the battles himself, the accumulated affairs are more tormenting than fighting.

Respect your subordinates, if you make such a joke on them, it will make them think too much.

And the existences that are equal to me in terms of psychology all have their own work to be busy with.

It's a blessing to be able to catch this little guy joking about him today. I feel like he will be full of energy even if he is busy for a few more years.

Morakes turned his head to look at Xiao Dacha who was standing quietly beside him, and said.

"I already know about you. From today on, let's sever ties with the self who committed murder because of the demon god in the past."

"Let me think about it, let's start with the name. No matter what you were called before, from now on, just call it Mandrill."

Hmm, that's a pretty good name.

Morax looked at the quiet little Yasha with a faint glow in his eyes and nodded.

I hope this kid can handle it better than Xuekui.

5. The Adventures of Little Unicorn

boom!boom!

The earth is shaking.

A huge figure with an ancient atmosphere trampled the earth step by step.

It was a gigantic ape with a body of silver-white hair and a height of more than twenty meters.

Even such a seemingly ferocious behemoth has no ability to resist the aftermath of the battle between the demon gods.

Now it is fleeing aimlessly.

Although not as good as the demon god, but the tall body is enough to deter most creatures.

For example, a little blue beast that is hiding in the shadow of the rock at this time.

Gan Yu poked his head out from behind the stone, glanced at the walking giant ape, then immediately retracted his head, curled up and shivered.

Wow~ So scary.

Zhenjun, sir...where are you?

A tear flashed from the corner of Qilin's eye.

Although she already has the level of a fairy, but this little girl's xinxing seems to need more training.

For example, right now, he obviously possesses the same strength as the giant ape monster, but he just feels that he is not as good as the other party.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like