"Really?"
White Frost poked her in the chin.
Pixiu's eyes widened, as if to increase the credibility of the expression on his face, and even the ears with the top of his head moved: "That's naturally true!"
” "Oh-" White Frost dragged out his voice, but looked at her in disbelief.
Cao and Bai Lian went out to suppress the demon beasts that ate the mushrooms of the spirit of illusion, all because of a request for help sent by the Toad Palace.
It turned out that before the Pixiu accident, there were demon beasts who ate this mushroom first and appeared abnormal, making trouble everywhere and killing people indiscriminately.
But because of the small number, they were all cleaned up by the Toad Palace one by one.
But in recent days, the number of demon beasts that have gone crazy has suddenly skyrocketed, and there are not many golden toads that can kill and fight in the Toad Palace.
Seeing that he couldn't hold it down, he secretly sent a letter asking for help.
However, he also explained that on the surface, it was the Demon Hidden Pavilion himself who drew his sword to help when he saw the unevenness, and it had nothing to do with the Toad Palace.
After the crackdown is completed, the Toad Palace will secretly send a reward to the door.
The Demon Treasure Pavilion was originally going to make a move on this matter, but since the Toad Palace said that it would send a reward, why should it be turned away?
It's just that the golden toads didn't know that the demon beasts went crazy because they ate a kind of mushroom with phantom magic.
Bai Shuang replied to the letter, not only saying that the Demon Treasure Pavilion would help, but also about the mushroom with the spirit of illusion.
Toad's performance in recent days is really not as good as before.
Could it be that most of the golden toads are old, but the tadpoles of the golden toads have not fully grown up?
"Don't talk like that, I don't think you believe me."
Pixiu twisted his head and slapped it down with a few paws as if he were angry.
Another small piece of mushroom flattened under her paws.
Bai Shuang snickered, and even Han Chuan on the side raised his lips.
"Whoa-" The green tiles on the courtyard wall were pushed down, fell to the corner, and broke into pieces.
It was at this time that the accident fell from the sky, and a large paw slapped on the wall at the edge of the courtyard.
The demonic aura followed, and the black demonic aura rushed straight into the sky.
Except for Zhu Yan, who was busy in the kitchen, the eyes of all the youkai in the garden were focused on that claw.
"Bear demon?"
The luan knife in Han Chuan's hand nailed a mushroom.
Pixiu pushed aside the hoarfrost and slowly got up from the ground, staring nervously at the brown paw that appeared on the courtyard wall.
The claws moved, and the long sharp black nails stuck out like nails and slammed against the wall.
Immediately after that, another pile of tiles also fell with a clatter, and another paw climbed up!
This was followed by two pointed brown ears.
The basin-sized head came out from behind the wall, and a pair of blood-red eyes glowed on a face covered with wounds.
"Whew-" The bear demon rested his head against the wall, bloody saliva dripping between his teeth.
Yuan Song and Mo Di are just two little demons whose cultivation is still shallow, and seeing the formation, it is rare to be able to hold on without escaping.
"Get out of the way, I'll come!"
Pixiu flew up and bit the fur of the bear demon and pulled it into the courtyard.
The mushroom mountain was instantly crushed, and the mushrooms rolled to the ground.
The bear had no fighting spirit, and lay on the ground exhausted.
Pixiu was still holding the fur on the back of its neck, and one of its claws was pressed against the bear demon.
Suddenly, she twitched her nose and sniffed, and let go of her mouth in amazement: "This is a bear demon who has only been hit by the spirit of illusion." ” However, it is not here that is most surprising.
The bear demon gasped and climbed a few steps towards the side of the white frost - it felt that it had climbed a few steps, but in fact it was trampled by Pixiu, and did not move at all.
"Help, save me......" the bear demon pleaded with red eyes.
It's actually a bear demon who has been hit by the spirit of illusion, but still maintains a conscious consciousness?!
Bai Shuang couldn't help but look at his family's Pixiu and sighed in his heart.
She crouched down, put her fingertips on the brown bear's eyebrows, and sealed with her other hand, pouring demonic power into the brown bear's body.
Outside the courtyard, there was the sound of footsteps hurrying in.
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Yuan Song immediately flew up to see that it was a group of warlocks.
They all stopped under the courtyard wall, looking at the young man standing on the courtyard wall like a junsong, looking at each other, neither advancing nor retreating for a while.
"Little boy, but a bear ran into your yard?"
A warlock asked.
That being said, they knew exactly where the bear demon had gone.
The bloodstains and the thick demonic aura of that place have revealed everything.
But the kid standing on the wall is not an ordinary person.
If nothing else, just because he was standing on the courtyard wall of the Demon Hidden Pavilion, they would never be able to provoke these warlocks.
Maybe it's no problem to deal with this little demon, but there is a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the Demon Hidden Pavilion, and if you don't know it, there will be no bones.
So even if you force the mind to rush in, you have to ask politely.
"Nope."
Yuan Song's face was expressionless, and he looked at them condescendingly with his eyes down, and the arrogance of the young man was undoubtedly revealed.
He hated this kind of warlock, in his bones.
The warlocks below were deflated, and their faces were ugly as if they had swallowed maggots.
"A little squirrel demon would dare to be so contemptuous of warlocks like us.
Be a lesson!
"Someone was about to rush over with a flick of the sword, but was caught by someone else.
They gave him a "no" look, and even shook his head sharply.
But instead of listening, he also shook off those who dragged him with contempt: "You are afraid, Lao Tzu is not afraid!"
I heard that this Demon Hidden Pavilion walks sideways in the twilight cracks, and today Grandpa, I will cut their majesty!
” Walking sideways through the twilight cracks?
Yuan Song's eyebrows twitched, who said that?
But there's no time for him to think about it right now.
The warlock had already swung his sword and rushed up, and if the murderous aura had a shape, it should have been a tiger-shaped murderous aura stuck behind the warlock, straight to the squirrel on the courtyard wall.
Yuan Song felt a trace of apprehension in his heart, but he still stood still.
A large pine nut-shaped demonic aura floated out of his hand, and the young man stood upright, just waiting for the warlock to come to the door.
He didn't even bother to call a helper, just to see what kind of arrogance this warlock was.
"Little demon, Lao Tzu is here to kill you today!
Let's see what the Demon Treasure Pavilion can do!
The warlock grinned.
His appearance at this time is even more terrifying than Pixiu accidentally eating a mushroom with an illusion spirit, I don't know how much.
Perhaps, it is more fitting to say ugly.
Yuan Song sneered, holding the pine nuts in both hands and spun around, and the murderous aura around him was also bursting out.
However, before he could make a move, a ball of blue demon fire suddenly burst out of the air and smashed the warlock back!
Then there was a "demon knife rain", which densely nailed the warlock to the ground.
It didn't pierce the flesh, it was all nailed to the warlock's clothes.
The copper coin sword in his hand fell with a clatter, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
In her frightened eyes, a woman who was like a fairy and slowly descended to the courtyard wall under the blue demon fire was reflected.
"I heard, you want to kill the demon of my Demon Hidden Pavilion and cut the prestige of my Demon Hidden Pavilion?"
White Frost raised his eyebrows, and the demon fire around him became brighter.
The warlock moved his mouth, but a mouthful of blood came out.