Deer Demon Race

　　 Lu Bao only heard the drums of gathering monsters sound on the first day of each month's martial arts performance, and it was the first time he heard it in other time periods.

　　 But the monster gathering drum rang, the monsters had to rush to gather. Although he was full of doubts, he immediately gave up the practice of supernatural powers and hurried from the deer hole to the big chestnut tree to meet the squirrel monster first.

　　 It was early, and the little demons who went out to find medicine did not come back. There were only a few people around the big chestnut tree who hadn't gone out like Lu Bao. They didn't wait much for two or three dollars, so they took them straight up the mountain.

　　 If you look down from the sky, after the monster gathering drum accidentally rang, in the vast mountain field of Jingping Mountain, whether flying in the sky or running on the ground, all the little monsters gave up what they did and rushed to Jingping Mountain.

A luxurious lineup composed of a demon ancestor and four demon kings was waiting before drilling the cave. None of them rushed back could escape. They were all captured and kneeled before drilling the cave. They received the gold and three whips first, and the soul was wounded. The little demon is always rolling in pain.

　　 These villains first caught the three generals, the wood ghosts, and then some bird monsters that flew back one after another, and then the ones who lived near and returned quickly, and two and three dollars and his party were among them.

　　 Banshee Ji is without exception, Jin Ge Quan first rewards three whips and then asks questions.

Lu Baoquan was not expected to suffer from this unavoidable disaster. He didn't know that the one who swung the whip was a Demon King. He only felt that it was eaten with three whips, which was much heavier than the one hundred and twenty whips that he was punished for crossing the border last time. What's more serious is that the soul is injured, like a spike in the skull, buzzing non-stop.

After eating three whips, dizzy, trying to see that Demon King Fillshui Yi has been captured, Lang Jun, who was beaten first, was lethargic, and Wood Ghost, Ersanqian, etc. were still holding their heads and still miserable. Screaming, Lu Bao still called wrong in his heart. I don't know where the unwarranted disaster came. When he heard that the other party interrogated the dragon's crossing the border last year, he was even more shocked, sweating all over, and the headache suddenly healed.

　　 Jiaolong crossing the border? It was made out of nothing by my own family and the small mountain spirits. Looking at the battle in front of us, if it is tried out, it will definitely be a catastrophe. Will spare it?

　　 hurriedly tilted his head to search for the little mountain spirit among the monsters. The little brothers of his own family were kneeling on the ground beside the old goat's composing plate, and were winking at him. There were also three interlaced purple welts on his back. The little mountain spirit has never been involved in collecting firewood. When the early eclipse is over, he went down the mountain by himself, but he was not far away. His short legs were fast, and he ran back quickly after hearing the demon gathering drum. Captured and beaten, but he is a strange type, and the spirit is very different from the demon type, so Jin Ge is the cultivation base of the demon king.

　　 The deer deer was in a state of fear, and exchanged glances with the little spirits for a while, but finally couldn't rest assured, he secretly looked at the surrounding situation and thought about ways to conceal the confusion.

The hunchback demon ancestor had finished asking the demon king, and looked at the monsters in the field coldly with his back hand; the man with the gold hammer continued to beat the monster gathering drum to summon the demon; the iron man with the long whip waited to catch and question the later monster; the waist was small The thin and tall cymbal has just driven out some enchantresses from the cave, and still holds a crow demon that slipped through the net in his hand; the beautiful banshee in white shirt examines a stork closely, and there are a few waiting for questioning in the back. Little demon.

The stork demon had met Lu Bao when he was catching the silver needle before the Yaoyuan Festival last year, and now his head was mushy. As the Banshee King asked repeatedly, he had determined that he had actually seen the scorpion come ashore to eat blood. It's just that the location is ambiguous.

There are not many little demons who have a clear mind, and it has been a year since the little demon who asked the question behind the white-shirted woman could not remember clearly, some were conclusive, and some were vague. It seems to be true, but unfortunately they are just clues.

　　 The stork demon that the woman in white shirt had asked about and the few little demon behind, all let them kneel back into the little demon. After the last one was asked, they asked: "Are the deer demon Hundred Treasures and the little monsters here?"

　　 Suddenly, many little monsters identified Baibao and Xiaoshan Jing.

　　 looked at the two little monsters, the white-shirted female demon king took pity on the little monster, decided to put him behind, and waved: "Come here first!"

　　 Lu Bao was embarrassed and walked up to her wilfully, only to find that this white-shirted woman who decided her life and death gave her a refreshing and clean feeling. It was completely different from the banshee in this mountain, and there was no enchantment at all.

　　 "Please... please ask me!"

　　 Kneeled down and didn't know what it was called, so he first used the title of the female sky demon, which was finally flattering in disguise.

　　 The white-shirted banshee was inconsistent, she only asked him in a crisp voice: "Your demon king confessed, you and the little monster once found a clay pot that hid the dragon gas, can you do this?"

After 　　, Xiaoshan Jing will still be interrogated. He must not be at odds with each other. Lu Bao dare not add any more fuel and jealousy, so he can honestly repeat the lie made up last year.

　　 After listening to the story, the white-shirted banshee fixed her eyes on him. When Lu Bao looked back suspiciously, she suddenly smiled, and her voice became softer: "Is there anything else I haven't said?"

Lu Bao only felt his eyes light up, and the surrounding scenery became blurred. Only the beauty of the banshee became bigger and bigger in front of him. His heart pounded, making him feel uncomfortable, and he blurted out: "My sister was born well and beautifully, is it good to be my mother-in-law?"

　　Where did the seventeenth mother think that in order to lure the little demon out of her heart, she would provoke such a molestation by her own charm? She didn't know that the deer demon had a heart of an old man who did not belong to the world. It is because human thoughts are inherently complicated that Lu Bao will be more difficult than monsters in the beginning of the induction of moon spirits, and now the critical moment of life and death is definitely not like other things. The little demon only harbors great horror, and when he is dying, he will have to be yelled deep in his heart. Suddenly he is deceived by the spell, and what he unknowingly tells is the truth in the deepest part of his heart.

　　 "Fatty courage, the little demon who allows you to knead, dare to molested the demon king?"

　　 The discoloration bit the silver teeth and yelled, and the charm of the law was suddenly broken. The seventeenth woman's face was thin and angry, and she shouted at the iron-skinned man with a whip, "Come here, Jin Ge, greet this slutty deer!"

　　 Lu Bao came back sober in an instant, wishing to slap his two big mouths, crying with tears in his eyes: "My mother, please spare my life, the little demon was previously devilish. I don't know why my mouth was slippery. I definitely didn't mean to offend!"

　　 Seventeen Niang no longer paid attention to him, and greeted the next one sharply: "Come here."

　　 The little mountain spirit got up and quickly passed over the whip-lifting Tin Pei Jinge who had turned around. He knelt before the white-shirted banshee: "The little mountain spirit kowtows to grandma. Please ask grandma for questioning. Don't dare to hide the slightest!"

　　 Within two or three sentences, Jin Ge had already walked over, grinning and lashing the deer demon fiercely.

　　 Over there, the seventeenth mother asked again. The little mountain spirit answered exactly the same as the deer demon. Using the method of charm, the little human mountain monster was not affected at all. He stared at her for a long time, and his eyes were still clear and clear.

　　 This is the natural racial advantage of the small mountain spirit, and the seventeen mothers can't find out the true and false, so she has to give up, let go of the small mountain spirit, and go to the monster pile to ask other little monsters.

If you are serious, Jin Ge can kill the Little Demon Hundred Treasures with just one whip. However, for some reason, this iron-skinned demon king has some taboos or deliberate torture. Although Lu Bao was smashed, Shenhun He was wounded to the point where he was totally conscious, but he didn't directly kill him.

　　 Lu Bao's mouth and nose kept blood pouring out, his consciousness shattered, and he couldn't even mourn. His bone injuries were even heavier than last year's Monster Festival. He was lying dying and his muscles twitched uncontrollably.

　　 Even if the regenerative supernatural powers in the pocket can slowly repair the body, after the consciousness is broken, it is only an idiot, and the Iron Skin Demon King will save his life, not really merciful.

The monsters, ghosts and wolves were crying and howling, and there was a silent deer deer lying in the field. A demon ancestor and four demon kings searched Jingping Mountain to the sky. In the end, there was not much substance until all the monsters had asked. The Demon King, who is known as a cymbal, walked up to the hunched old man and said: "Ao Xiang, the rebelliousness is no longer here, he may have just passed by!"

The Humpback Demon Ancestor sighed, looked to the west, and slowly said: "Yes, that servant has defected to the Dragon Palace for sixty years, how can he dare to stay in this small place for a long time? Most of the things have been here, and they have sneaked back to the holy place afterwards. Saruyama!"

　　 "Let's go, let's go back to Beihai, and report to the Dragon Queen, let him call the shots!"

　　 "How to deal with these mountain monsters?"

"It is rumored that six hundred years ago, the monk Yuan Ying of the human race punished the demon all over the mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and was killed by the demon ancestor in the present world. Even Yuan Ying did not escape. Since the investigation has found nothing, I'm still waiting for some mercy, and Mo Zhen is absolutely desperate and offends that demon ancestor!"

　　 The four entourage demon king promised, and the hunchback demon ancestor released the filling water B, and wanted to fly away together.

　　 Suddenly, the sky buzzed loudly, and everyone turned their heads and looked at them. Five evil guests were greeted by an object, and the sudden loud noise was the sound of this object breaking through the air.

　　 The hunchback demon ancestor gave a cold snort, raised his hands upwards, and a clear tortoise-shell phantom appeared in the void. The phantom was so huge that it shielded the entire square at the entrance to the mountain cave.

　　In a short while, the flying object hit the tortoiseshell phantom. After the huge crash sound, the tortoiseshell phantom dissipated, and the object continued to fly forward.

　　 Humpback Demon Ancestor's complexion changed drastically. He raised his hands forward again, and cast a swarthy tortoise shell in front of him. It was much smaller than the previous phantom. It was only two feet square, enough to protect five of them.

　　 The flying object hit the physical tortoise shell with a "bang", its momentum declined, and it turned its head and flew back.

　　 Jingping Mountain little demon can see clearly, the object that struck is just a wooden staff.

　　I don't know when, a woman in a red palace costume appeared in the midair in front of Jingping Mountain, gently holding the wooden stick that flew back.

　　 The hunchback demon ancestor was hidden in the light, squinted slightly to look at the woman in the void, and the brawny man behind him with a golden melon hammer shouted and asked: "Where are the creatures that dare to block the road to the Aoxiang of the North Sea?"

　　 "In this realm, several demon kings fought to and fro. Even if he fights in his nest, the old lady has always been too lazy to take care of him. Now the monsters in the sea dare to come here? Are you really a good-tempered old lady?"

　　 The lady in the big red palace pretended to ask in the sky, and then became more and more aggressive: "Since you dare to come, don't wait for you to howl, my old lady is your concubine!"