Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 76 Not the enemy
"You are?" She looked at the man suspiciously. She would not let down her vigilance just because he was a handsome guy. Things like dark evil spirits can be born, what else is impossible?
"My name is Longsheng, and I will not hurt you." Longsheng stood with his hands behind his back, with an arrogant expression, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

She looked at Xiaolan, "Who is he? Why is he here?"

Little Lazy was in a dilemma. On one side was the supremely powerful Lord Longsheng, and on the other side was his benevolent master. Sandwiched in the middle, it was very entangled whether it was okay or not.

"That, that, master, Long Sheng is a good man, he will not hurt us." Little Lazy's balance tilted, if he didn't tell the truth to the master, even if the master was unhappy, he would not do anything to him, but Master Long Sheng It's different. . .

Zhao Erdong half-closed his phoenix eyes, looked Long Sheng up and down, suddenly took out the bodhi fruit from his bosom, and held it in front of him.

The bodhi fruit is golden and solid, with mysterious and dense dao patterns, which can conquer evil spirits. If this guy in front of him is a evildoer, he will definitely be hurt by her bodhi fruit.

After lifting it for a long time, my hands were sore, but the bodhi fruit still didn't move at all. Could it be that he is not a demon, but a human?
Long Sheng snorted, turned his head away, and looked unhappy. This girl actually wanted to suppress him with bodhi fruit. It might have been useful tens of thousands of years ago, but now, he is no longer the same as before.

Zhao Erdong withdrew his sore arm in embarrassment, and laughed twice, "Heh, heh, I just want you to see this fruit, heh heh"

"Master, don't be angry, Xiaolan also has unavoidable difficulties." Xiaolan weakly grabbed Zhao Erdong's trouser leg and said pitifully.

Zhao Erdong shrugged and said indifferently: "I'm not angry, people always have some secrets that they don't want others to know, I can understand, as long as there is no malice."

She stood in front of Long Sheng, her head was only on his chest, her beautiful little head was held high, and she smiled brightly at him, "Since we are not enemies, let's make friends."

Long Sheng was stunned, looking at the smiling girl in front of him, his rock-solid heart seemed to be beating.

"What? Not happy?" Zhao Erdong raised his eyebrows, looking at Long Sheng who was silent and did not express.

Long Sheng came back to his senses, and nodded solemnly at her, "Then, let's be friends." She was the first person who took the initiative to make friends with him, and he will always remember this moment and the smiling face that was as bright as the sun.

　The remaining scrolls on the wooden stand are all paintings, paintings of women. Obviously, the woman in the paintings must be the confidante of this peerless master.

There was nothing more valuable in the wooden house. Zhao Erdong proposed to bury this peerless master, but Long Sheng pulled her out of the wooden house, waved his backhand, and the wooden house collapsed, burying the former peerless master in it. Accompanied by his beloved scrolls, he is not alone.

Looking at the bodhi leaves in the courtyard, Zhao Erdong was very distressed. He just left like this. He was really unwilling, but he wanted to take it away, but he couldn't. . .

"Do you want these leaves?" Long Sheng looked at the frowning Zhao Erdong, and couldn't help asking.

"Don't underestimate these leaves. These are all treasures. Unfortunately, I can't take them all away. I don't know when I will come next time." Zhao Erdong took off his coat and wrapped a whole bag with it. Bodhi leaf, but not enough.

(End of this chapter)