I'm just a goblin!

Chapter 128
night.

In the dense cave of Baohu Mountain, many big monsters in the misty mountain area gathered together.

And many family members of the four big monsters, watermelon, golden orange, pineapple, and sugar cane, were crying hoarsely under the cave.

"Our great king died so badly!! He didn't even have to collect the corpse!! God!!"

"My lords must avenge our lord!"

"Woooooo."

A big demon patted the table indignantly, and opened the conversation first.

"Everyone, if we bear with our tone today, then the cow demon will not take us seriously in the future!"

These words suddenly aroused the indignation of all the big monsters in the Misty Mountain Region.

"Yes, we must not swallow our anger!"

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!!"

A shriveled old Huang Jing suddenly sighed.

"The bull demon can kill the watermelon monster with eight layers of condensed cores with a single axe. What else can we do besides swallowing our anger?"

As soon as these words came out, the cave suddenly fell into dead silence.

But at this time, someone said coldly: "Actually, there is another way."

For a moment, all the big monsters heard the sound and looked.

I saw Mandala's delicate face and clear and beautiful face, her beautiful eyes flashed with decisive killing intent, and her purple lips parted lightly: "Wake up Master Hei!!"

All the monsters stared wide-eyed:

"You...you have a way to wake up Lord Hei in advance?"

Mandala shook his head, "I have no choice", and immediately looked at Madoka who was beside him with a drooping head.

"But Madoka does!"

The faces of many big monsters were taken aback for a moment, and then they suddenly realized.

"That's right, that's right, Xiaoyuan and Master Hei are both the Innate Spirit Seeds of Wuji Mountain, so she must have a way to wake Master Hei up."

"Xiaoyuan, it's all up to you whether you can get rid of that ferocious bull demon!"

Faced with many expectant eyes, Xiaoyuan couldn't help but tightly clutched the corner of her clothes, her chubby little face was full of sadness.

Hurt a friend?

no, do not want.

Mandala saw Xiaoyuan's hesitation and struggle, and a gentle smile appeared on his cold and delicate face, and then he knelt down gently on the ground, stroking Xiaoyuan's head.

"Xiaoyuan, Ms. Chen is a good person. She can be a friend of the Misty Mountain Region, but that cow monster can't. If you don't kill him, the Misty Mountain Region will never have peace. Maybe I will die at his hands too. .”

Madoka raised her head and hugged Datura tearfully.

"Xiaoyuan doesn't want Aunt Man to die!"

It wasn't until late at night that the gathering in the secret cave of Baohu Mountain ended quietly, and a group of big demons went back to their respective mountains.

It's just that someone quietly changed the route halfway and went to Taiting Mountain.

Soon, the old Huang Jing with withered hair stood at the entrance of the Golden Light Cave.

"Old Huang Jing from Baiyun Mountain pays homage to the Bull Demon King."

For a long time, the cave was still dark and silent.

Old Huang Jing glanced into the cave quietly, hesitated for a moment, and was about to report again.

But at this moment, someone walked out of the cave slowly.

"The Bull Demon King is resting, come back tomorrow if you have anything to do."

The folds on Old Huang Jing's face seemed to explode, and he was full of flattering smiles:
"Girl, this old man has something important to report to King Bull Demon, so don't delay!"

Chen Shitao frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then turned to lead the way.

"Come in with me!"

Old Huang Jing hastily followed.

After a while, Chen Shitao and Huang Jing stopped outside the entrance of the main cave.

"Just say it here."

Old Huang Jing froze: "This is a big deal..."

"Then tell me!"

Chen Shitao's pretty face was slightly cold, and the cold voice interrupted Huang Jing.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Old Huang Jing didn't dare to offend Chen Shitao, so he hurriedly revealed all the discussions of the big monsters in the Misty Mountain Region.

"Who is Master Hei?"

And just as he finished speaking, a gloomy and cruel voice came from the dark main cave.

Huang Jing suddenly felt his scalp go numb, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he trembled all over:

"Great... Great King, Lord Hei is a ten thousand-year-old pine tree on Wuji Mountain. It is said to be a spiritual species. No one knows the exact strength, but since the old man can remember, he is the supreme existence in this misty mountain region."

"Where is Wuji Mountain?" A voice came from the cave again.

"My lord, Wuji Mountain is the highest mountain in the center of the Misty Mountain Region." Old Huang Jing flattered her face.

A gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in Chen Shitao's eyes.

It seems to fans that Wuji Mountain is Zhenxin Mountain in the Wushan Region.

At this time, the voice in the cave suddenly came down cold and severe, with three parts playful and seven parts killing intent.

"You were deliberately sent by them to deceive me, right?"

Old Huang Jing knelt down on the ground with a plop, breaking out in cold sweat.

"Your Majesty Mingjian, this old man wholeheartedly seeks refuge with His Majesty, and is by no means double-faced.

Your Majesty, although Hei Ye is the highest in the Misty Mountains, the old man has never seen Hei Ye go down the mountain, so the old man guesses that he must be unable to go down the mountain for some special reasons.

As long as the king doesn't listen to other people's slander and goes up the mountain, nothing will happen? "

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence inside and outside the Golden Light Cave.

Old Huang Jing swallowed hard, only to feel that the dead silence fell on his neck like a cold knife.

It's hard——

But when Old Huang Jing's heart was beating wildly, there was finally a burst of low-pitched laughter in the cave.

"Tell me what you want."

Old Huang Jing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his old face stretched out.

"My lord, I don't want anything, I just want to be safe."

The old Huang Jing sold out his cleverness, but the voices in the cave were extremely displeased.

"I don't like to hear nonsense."

The old Huang Jing's old face trembled:
"Great, great... Your Majesty, Chiling, where this old man lives, has thin aura and insufficient mountain resources, so this old man wants to transplant his real body to Baohu Mountain."

"Yes." Only one word came out of the cave.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

Old Huang Jing kowtowed and thanked.

But there was no answer in the cave, and then there was the sound of eating melons.

Old Huang Jing's whole body trembled, and he hurriedly left.

Chen Shitao walked into the main cave only after Old Huang Jing left completely.

Inside the cave, a calf was eating melons like crazy.

Although the strength of these melon and fruit monsters is unbearable, the flesh is quite moist.

Especially this monster watermelon, which is completely ripe, is still a sandy melon.

One sip, it is soft like cotton wool, sweet to the tip of my heart.

"My lord, is the Wuji Mountain still up?" Chen Shitao asked.

Ka Ka Ka!
After Han Chen ate the last piece of golden watermelon, he lay lazily on the ground with a big belly.

"Yes, the Misty Mountain Region is our retreat, and we must fully control it without any worries.

But now my strength has not fully recovered, during this period..."

Chen Shitao just smiled:
"In the meantime, I will explore the Wuji Mountain for the king."

"No." Han Chen vetoed it.

"My lord, I always feel that there is a great connection between Wuji Mountain, Heiye, and the formation. If I can investigate clearly, maybe I can help you solve this problem easily!"

Chen Shitao insisted.

Meeting the girl's firm and bright eyes, Han Chen fell silent.

……

The next day, the sun was shining and the sky was blue.

Outside the Golden Light Cave, a gentle and graceful figure was quietly sitting at the stone table and flipping through ancient books on formation techniques.

Suddenly, a small head emerged from the soil.

"Chen... Sister Chen."

"Xiaoyuan? Come on, the little demons brought a lot of refreshments this morning, come and taste it too."

Chen Shitao closed the ancient book with a smile.

"Okay, Madoka likes tea the most."

With her bare feet, Xiaoyuan happily ran over.

"After eating, I want to take a look around here, by the way, is there a Wuji Mountain here, and there is a giant black pine on the mountain.

I heard from the little demons that no matter where its pine needles fall, they will point to Wuji Mountain. You usually rely on them to identify the direction when you go out.

Can you take me to see it? "

Chen Shitao had a pretty face of curiosity.

Naturally, these things were intentionally spread to her ears by the little demon planted by Mandala.

"Um... oh."

Xiaoyuan was slightly taken aback, but hesitated to speak.

Although she really wanted to tell Chen Shitao everything, but when she thought of Aunt Man's advice, she dared not say anything.

After eating tea, Chen Shitao took Xiaoyuan and rode a white crane to Mount Wuji.

The entire Wuji Mountain is more than 3000 meters high, tall and majestic, surrounded by clouds.

And the mountain is full of black pines that can't be seen at a glance, and the ocean is like the sea.

Soon, the spirit crane slowly landed at the back of Wuji Mountain.

Here, there is a huge and unparalleled black pine, covering the sky like a towering giant umbrella.

The dark bark is full of traces of the passage of time, filled with an ancient and sacred atmosphere, which makes people want to kneel down and pay homage.

"Sister Chen, this is the giant pine in Wuji Mountain. Our monsters in Misty Mountain call it Heiye."

Madoka introduced.

"Master Hei?"

The corners of Chen Shitao's lips were slightly raised, and she looked up at the giant pine, two obscure formation symbols flashed quickly in her eyes.

Uh--

The next moment, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she passed out on the ground.

"Sister Chen, sister Chen?!"

(End of this chapter)