Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 106: A Ten Thousand Souls Banner in everyone’s hand?

"Fairy, I really don't dare to continue chatting!"

Mo Buyu, the genius disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, laughed uglier than crying.

I can’t figure out what’s going on in this world?

While chatting, she either had a rumbling stomach, or had no clothes to wear, or her storage bag leaked, or she had eaten all the pills, or she was so thirsty that only milk tea could keep her alive.

[But my storage bag has holes in it again QAQ]

[All the medicine jars are empty~]

[Wow, wow, wow! I'm going to become the first fairy in the world of cultivation to die of thirst.]

This is not a fairy, it's clearly a spirit stone crusher!

It's as if all the misfortunes she has suffered were brought to her by me?
It has nothing to do with me, why are you telling me this?

I really don’t dare to chat anymore!
"Hey"

After taking a look at the balance in Douyin’s wallet, Mo Buyu became even more worried.

"Fairy, it's not that I'm reluctant, but I don't even have enough money for a cup of milk tea right now."

"Why don't you go take on some missions from your master?"

"But I'm too lazy to move. How can doing tasks be as interesting as playing with my phone? Forget it, I'll finish today's Tianxuan Run task and then see if there are any simpler and easier tasks."

"If there is one, take it. If not, forget it. Go back and watch the marginal anchor directing while sleeping!"

"Send a message to the fairy first, telling her that I don't have any spirit stones on me at the moment, and I'll continue the conversation after I earn some."

The Demon Lord Koubi hid his body and wandered above the Blood Evil Gate.

Behind him, the Taoist Dan was trembling and jumping.

The expression on the latter's face was so wonderful that he was about to cry.

The Demon Lord suddenly came out of seclusion, and he had no time to prepare at all!
I wanted to send a message to notify him, but trying to do such a trick in front of the Demon Lord was like jumping high in the toilet.

"Hey, if only I had my phone with me, I could just tag him in the group chat and be done with it."

However, under the call of the Demon Lord, he hurriedly threw his mobile phone into the lazy sofa and forgot to take it out.

Fortunately, the Demon Lord was not interested in this and was just wandering around casually, so he did not notice anything wrong with the sect for the time being.

and.

The Demon Lord Koubi, who was wandering in the air, looked at the endless resentment floating in the sect and felt extremely comforted.

Even the feeling of failing to break through just now became better.

"good."

“Very good.”

"Tiaodan, I've been in seclusion for a thousand years, and it seems our demonic path is still strong! Look at this resentment, it's floating towards the sky. I guess a lot of souls have been refined in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner recently, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, there aren't just one or two places where resentment gathers. Now, does every disciple of our Blood Demon Sect have a Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"That's a lot of business! Not bad, the disciples are all working very hard!"

"Uh"

Tiaodan Zhenren's lips were moving.

"Well, actually, you can say that."

"What do you mean you can say that?"

Ignoring Tiaodan's slightly flawed words, Demon Lord Koubi's tone became more emotional.

"Isn't this the right that I and my old friends fought for for you youngsters during the great war between good and evil?"

"Back in our time, the demons were hated wherever they went. How could you live as comfortably as you do now?"

"Look, look at this overwhelming resentment!"

"Alas, in our time, there were no such conditions."

"Ok?"

Sudden.

Demon Lord Koubi stood still, his indifferent expression turned serious, as if he saw the first clue.

Tiaodan's heart sank.

I thought to myself, it's over. Could it be that the Demon Lord has already seen through the problem?

Damn, if you can't see the problem, then there must be something wrong!
Just when Tiaodan was thinking anxiously about how to explain the changes in the Blood Demon Sect to the Demon Lord, the latter spoke unexpectedly.

"Dancing."

"exist!"

"We are demonic cultivators, yes, but we should also maintain some manners. What kind of insults are you using? Isn't that too harsh?"

"Ah this."

Master Tiaodan focused his consciousness and discovered that some of the disciples below were either playing Tiantian Xuanpao and breaking their defense or being ridiculed by others, and they were excitedly scolding each other on the microphone.

"Master Demon Lord, you don't know that he is only protecting his parents."

"Oh? To protect your parents?"

The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow.

"So he's still a filial son?"

"I have said it before, although we are demon cultivators, we are all born by mothers after all. We must give our mothers enough respect. I hope you will..."

The Demon Lord Koubi suddenly shut up, and his eyebrows gradually twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

"I'm going to fuck you to death! I'm going to beat up Nim as soon as I catch him! I'm going to shove my white elephant tusk into you! One more #@￥#2! And finally, I'm going to @! *%￥"

vulgar!

It's so vulgar!
Demon Lord Koubi couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately wanted to go down to see which uncultured disciple of the Demon Sect could say such vulgar words!
Even he, the Demon Lord, felt that it was extremely cruel and disgusting at the same time!
"Who is your master? Is this how he teaches you every day?"

The sudden appearance of the six-winged birdman scared the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, but he was now in the Red Temperature state and did not recognize any relatives.

Just when he was about to start scolding, he suddenly saw the birdman followed by the great elder Tiaodan.

The usually high-handed elder of the Blood Demon Sect now follows behind this birdman like a grandson.

"You are."

The disciple of the Blood Demon Sect looked at the man with six black wings in front of him with shock and fear.

Isn't this exactly the same as the portrait of Demon Lord Koubi painted at their sect's ceremony?

"Disciple Mo Bu Yan of the Blood Demon Sect pays homage to Lord Kowtow Demon Venerable!"

"Stand up and answer the question I just asked you. Who is your master? Is this what he taught you? Such vulgar language is worse than even that of the demon race!"

"Also, what is this?"

The Demon Lord Koubi stared at the mobile phone in Mo Buyan's hand again. Although he didn't understand it, he could tell at a glance that it was some kind of entertainment item that was of no benefit to cultivation.

"plaything?"

"We're cultivators of magic, and you actually still have time to play with these messed up things?"

"Tell me about you disciples, it's true that our Demonic Path is getting better."

"But this good life was fought for you by our ancestors of the Demon Sect with their blood and bones. Is this how you treat our hard work?"

"Have you forgotten the hardships we demons faced ten thousand years ago?"

"Do you want to go back to the abyss and live out the darkness again?"

"Hey, I know you're annoyed by my words right now. I was also at your rebellious age."

"If you were even half as hardworking as others in the righteous way, I wouldn't bother with all this!"

"Master Demon, this is actually the case!"

Mo Buyan suddenly interrupted the words of Demon Lord Koubi.

"The reason I use my cell phone and speak foul language is all to fight against righteousness!"

"Huh? What does this mean?"

"Master Demon, you don't know this. Don't look at this phone as ordinary, but it contains profound principles of the universe."

"Yes, the cultivator who just cursed at me was from Zhulu Academy. He was the first one to ask if I was the offspring of a spirit pet, so I fought back!"

"Is this true?"

"Absolutely no lies!"

As he spoke, Mo Buyan opened the battle record and pointed at the opposite ID 'Zhulu Academy Xiaocang'.

"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, Master Demon, I'll apply to add him as my friend right now and have a one-on-one sparring match with him for you to see."

"Okay, a cell phone, right? Interesting stuff, show it to me and I'll see if it's as magical as you say."

"Yes!"

After getting the Demon Lord's approval, Mo Buyan immediately applied to add the other party as a friend, and the other party agreed almost immediately.

At the same time, a private message was sent.

[Hey? A pet's offspring can type? Interesting! I'm short of a mount, would you like to try it?]

[How dare you! The Demon Lord is right beside me, please watch your words!]

[Yo yo yo? Where's the Demon Lord? Damn demon!]

[Let the Demon Lord come over and solo with me. I want to see if his skills are as broken as your grandmother's ashes!]

The atmosphere instantly became quiet.

Mo Buyan and Master Tiaodan both glanced at the Demon Lord's expression out of the corner of their eyes.

Online solo kill
Online solo kill
Online solo kill
Mo Buyan was praying, praying that the Demon Lord would jump to Zhulu Academy in one leap, capture the damn Zhulu Academy's Xiaocang, and put him into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to refine his soul!

(End of this chapter)