Raising the Demon

Chapter 839 The Storm Is Coming

In Xiayan Village, Zhu Ziniang is sitting in the small courtyard in late spring and early summer. The mountain flowers have already bloomed, but there is still a faint fragrance lingering in her nose.

A few little monsters were catching jumping bugs in the corner of the yard, and a few little monsters were fighting at the door. You threw me down, and I threw you down.

A little rabbit demon squatted beside Zhuziniang, tilting its head, staring at Zhuziniang's red eyes, looking at the soles of Zhuziniang's shoes, stitch by stitch, fine and dense.

Except for the three-petal mouth and red eyes, this little rabbit demon looks like a two or three-year-old child.

The little demons in the Niaoshu Mountain have gone out generation after generation, and this rabbit is already the third generation of little demons.

This is a small sole with a length of no more than two inches. This is a shoe Zhuziniang made for her grandson.

Marrying two daughters-in-law together, Zhuzi's lifelong affairs were finally resolved, and Zhuzi's mother also let go of a long-standing heart disease. She hummed a folk song in a low voice while holding the soles of her shoes.

Once upon a time, Zhuziniang was also a well-known beauty in ten miles and eight towns. Once upon a time, Zhuziniang was also a little girl who was as delicate and charming as a mountain flower.

But how many years has she not sung a folk song?

"Little Baier." Zhu Ziniang squinted her eyes and said, "Grandma is hungry, go get grandma a carrot, it's in the basket in the kitchen."

The little rabbit demon named Xiao Bai'er responded quickly, skipping around, and soon came to Zhu Ziniang with a carrot in his hands.

Zhu Ziniang broke the carrot in half, gave the big head to the little rabbit demon, reached out to touch his big soft ears, looked at the big and small monsters in the yard, sighed suddenly, and said: "Xiao Baier , you said, if your bastard son, Uncle Zhuzi, is dragged by grandma again, what will you do if you don’t want a child?"

Parents all over the world are like this. When their children are not married, they hope that their children will get married.

After getting married, I began to look forward to the stars and the moon again, and I had to wait for my grandson.

I don't know how many people have this contradiction.

Xiao Baier bared her rabbit teeth, took a few mouthfuls of a big radish, raised her head again, and looked at Zhuziniang with wide eyes.

Zhu Ziniang laughed, what does this little guy know about the troubles in the world?
Sometimes, Zhuziniang felt that these little monsters were really the happiest people in the world. If they were happy, they would come to the village. Even if they were unhappy, they could live a good life on the mountain.Wherever you like, why bother to have children?

But Zhu Ziniang always had a faint worry, as if this peaceful life was just an illusion after all.

"Xiao Bai'er, it's already past noon, why hasn't your Uncle Zhu Zi come back for dinner..." Zhu Zi's mother touched Xiao Bai'er's head and said in a low voice.

Zhuzi is pure and filial. Before, he always walked around the house because once he came back, he would be forced to go on a blind date and get married by his mother. Now this contradiction is gone, and he comes back for lunch almost every day. But only in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, it was already afternoon, and Uncle Zhuzi hadn't come back yet.

At this moment, the purple-red clouds in the sky suddenly changed color.

Between heaven and earth, an ominous wind blew.

"Hiss..." Zhu Ziniang withdrew her hand suddenly, the needle in her hand pierced her fingertip, and a drop of blood oozed out.

……

Like a cosmic storm out of control, the purple light swept across the entire fairy world in an instant, and the whirling terrifying storm finally turned into a tide like a drill bit, rushing towards Tianzhu Mountain.

With a knife in his hand, Luo Qianshan stared at the stream of purple fairy spirits.

When the purple fairy almost filled the entire Tianzhu world, his fingers trembled a few times, and then he drew the knife, and a ray of light flashed, as if he had wiped away the water stains on the glass with his hand. One clear.

But more purple fairy spirits flew down from Tianzhu Mountain, like a nine-day galaxy hanging upside down, never ending.

Luo Qianshan took a few steps back, Gu Gang waved his hand and pointed forward: "First echelon, bombardment!"

The machine guns floating in the sky were divided into five rings from the inside to the outside. The first echelon was at the forefront, and the continuous guns bombarded crazily, blasting the purple fairy into a powder.

But at this moment, the Purple Fairy Spirit suddenly changed, flickering as if the power supply was insufficient.

As expected, all the naval guns were fired, and only a small part of the purple fairy was affected by the explosion because of the lack of reaction, and the treasures were torn into pieces.

Gu Gang gritted his teeth, and his Dao heart "thousands of troops and horses follow my heart" unfolded. The naval guns of the second echelon have been connected and fired one after another. In a large formation, cast spells and join forces to bombard.

"The second echelon retreats, and the third echelon takes over! The spells continue to bombard!" The intensive attacks seemed to be bombing in the air, and the results of intensive attacks were pitifully small.

"Xiao Pan." Luo Qianshan whispered, his thoughts were transmitted to Xiao Pan's mind through the net of laws.

"Understood, I have made progress here." Under the stone chamber, Xiao Pan was slowly pulling away the peculiar "parasitic rattan" in Chang Huang's heart. No sound came out.

"Okay, I'll hold on here." Luo Qianshan took a deep breath, took a step forward, and waved his hand: "Everyone back off, keep the fish that slipped through the net, I'll deal with them!"

At this moment, only Luo Qianshan can attack these purple fairy spirits, no matter how hard it is, he must persevere.

He stepped forward and drew the knife!

As soon as the sword came out, the world was shocked. In an instant, there was nothing near the Tianzhu, and all the purple fairy spirits were killed by him.

But the purple fairy spirits are almost endless, frantically pouring in from the sky pillar, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky pillar is covered by endless purple light.

"Hold on, don't let them invade the mortal world!" Luo Qianshan said loudly.

"Roar!" Under the leadership of Gu Gang, all the monks in the mortal world uttered a cry. Now large-scale group battles are no longer effective. They have nothing to do with large-scale purple fairy spirits, but they can deal with a single purple fairy. Spirit, they can completely fight fire with fire.

Gu Gang reached out and took out a card, swung it forward, and the card instantly turned into a stream of purple light. After the stream of light passed, a purple light spirit appeared in his hand.

Then the purple light spirit rushed out and fought with a transformed purple fairy spirit.

The other monks also released the Purple Light Spirits. Fortunately, they had already prepared for a rainy day, and most of them prepared various cards.

However, the modified Zixianling is stronger than the Ziguangling. It usually takes two or three Ziguanglings to defeat a Ziguangling. Fortunately, there are only a handful of fish that can escape.

Luo Qianshan slashed out seven or eight swords in a row, and behind him, a disciple of the Yinglong Sect came out and said, "My lord, you are tired, take a rest."

In the stone room, Xiao Pan finally took out the peculiar rattan. The rattan kept flickering, as if it might jump into other spaces at any time.

Xiao Pan carefully restrained him with space, studying his nature carefully.

After a while, he said, "Come here!"

A guard came in quietly.

(End of this chapter)