Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 433: Divine Bird Prestige (1)
People die with money, birds die for food.

It is completely infected with the gluttony of the ball, tonight, for the delicious chicken, shrimp, and duck, what's the big deal about sacrificing its proud and majestic image?

Xuanyuan Yan and Xiao Han secretly swallowed their saliva, and at the same time they glanced at Silly Bao with both eyes.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yan and Xiao Han were muttering at the same time in their hearts—fortunately, you came out, otherwise... If someone continues to talk so seductively, causing a big man to bleed out his mouth, that would be terrible. What a shame!
Onion gently stroked Shabao's big wings, and Shangguan Ningyue said with a smirk: "Does Shabao really want to eat it? If you really want to eat it, report it immediately!"

As soon as Shangguan Ningyue finished speaking, a gust of wind blew up, and Shabao flew towards the sky with a bang, and disappeared into the thick night in an instant.

He adjusted the purple skirt messed up by Sha Bao, and moved his hands towards Xuanyuan Yan's arms intimately. Shangguan Ningyue, whose cherry lips outlined a charming arc, said with infinite love in his eyes: "Yan, Sha Bao, report the letter." Now, it's time for us to send our prey into the net."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

After Xuanyuanyan smiled back with a gentle voice, she and Shangguan Ningyue turned around abruptly, and they walked towards the outside of the banyan forest, rubbing each other's ears and temples in an intimate manner.

Seeing Shangguan Ningyue and Xuanyuanyan, they just walked forward without looking back.

Xiao Han twitched at the corner of his eyes, pointed the index finger of his right hand not far away, poked quickly at the place where Situ Jie fainted, and screamed between his thin lips.

"Hey! Didn't you mean sending the prey into the net? The prey is still lying on the ground. If you two don't pick up the prey, is it possible that you are still waiting for the prey to fly into the net?"

Shangguan Ningyue and Xuanyuan Yan, who stopped walking, turned around slowly, looked at Xiao Han with a sly smile on their faces, and replied in unison: "We can't carry it!"

Xiao Han's handsome eyes glared at Shangguan Ningyue and Xuanyuanyan slightly angrily, but in exchange Shangguan Ningyue and Xuanyuanyan had innocent and realistic expressions on their faces.

He raised his head and asked the sky in a speechless manner. Xiao Han, whose eyes were originally slightly angry, suddenly became depressed, and replied with a soft sigh between his thin lips: "Okay! I can move it, I will carry it !"

"Thanks a lot!"

After Xuanyuan Yan and Shangguan Ningyue finished speaking in unison, they tiptoed lightly, their figures flashed like a purple shooting star, and immediately disappeared in place.

"Working together with the two of you to destroy the enemy is really a hundred times more headache than fighting against the two of you."

Facing the direction where Xuanyuanyan and Shangguan Ningyue disappeared, Xiao Han muttered angrily, and walked helplessly towards the place where Situ Jie fainted.

With a face full of displeasure, he pulled Situ Jie into his hands, and Xiao Han, who was tiptoeing vigorously on the ground, also chased in the direction where Shangguan Ningyue and Xuanyuanyan were evacuating...

At the same time, in a certain deep valley, among the slender branches, small pure white flowers danced in the wind.

This pure white flower blooms in June. When it is in full bloom, it is as elegant and clean as snow in winter, creating a beautiful picture covered in silver, so it is called June Snow.

In the sea of ​​snowflakes in June, a small wooden house stands alone against the wind.

In the small wooden house, among the bright red candles, on a green chair made of emerald green bamboo, is sitting a centenarian wearing a patched cloth.

Directly in front of the centenary old man was a very simple wooden bed. At this moment, a man in black covered in blood was sleeping unconsciously on this simple wooden bed.

Behind the centenarian, beside a long table made of pine, stood an old man who was about seventy years old and dressed in a blue cloth.

The old man in Tsing Yi picked up the porcelain pot, poured a cup of warm boiled water, and brought the cup to the side of the centenarian.

While handing the cup to the centenary old man, the old man in blue glanced at the blood-stained man in black on the wooden bed, opened his lips and said lightly: "Emperor, after all, you still couldn't bear it and took action to save the life of the devil. "

The hundred-year-old man who took the porcelain cup glanced at the sleeping Demon Lord on the bed, sighed softly and replied: "Even if the Demon Lord is heinous, he is still my grand-nephew, how can I refuse to save him? "

The old man in Tsing Yi, that is, Wu Xuetong, looked at the old demon emperor Tianji respectfully with his eyes, and opened his lips and asked: "Once our demon martial arts are abolished, we will become permanent fools. Not only is the demon emperor stupid now, but his hands are also crippled." I can't take care of myself. Next... how will the emperor plan to arrange the devil?"

Raising his glass and taking a sip of boiled water, Elder Tianji replied: "I will send him back to the Demon Race first, and then inform the four envoys of Xuanhuang and Huang who survived with you and me back then to return to the Demon Race to take care of the foolish Demon Lord."

"That's fine, instead of living in unnecessary hatred, it is a good thing for him to live in a pure world from now on. By the way, the emperor, before the devil became stupid, did he ever say to Young Master Yan? There is a magic bead coming out of the body?"

"He did try to say it, but before he could say it, he became a fool because his martial arts were abolished. But with the cleverness of the flame boy, how could he believe that my potential burst out? I guess it won't be long..."

Looking up, and drinking all the boiled water in the cup, the old man Tianji looked at Wu Xuetong: "Boy Yan will definitely ask you to make side attacks, do you know how to deal with it?"

"The subordinates know how to deal with it. It's just that Young Master Yan and Mrs. Yue, after eradicating the thorns in front of them, will definitely go to the spiritual palace to find holy flowers and holy grass. Even if the emperor painstakingly delays, I am afraid that the holy emperor of the spiritual palace Once I see Young Master Yan, there is no way to hide the matter of the magic bead."

After the old man of Tianji was silent for a moment, his voice was filled with bitterness and he replied: "The sooner the whereabouts of the magic bead are revealed, the happier the flame boy and the moon baby will be for a while. So I will try my best to stop them from doing so later." To the Spirit Palace."

After finishing speaking, the old man Tianji and Wu Xuetong lowered their eyelids at the same time, and sighed a long and faint breath. This long and faint breath seemed to contain the bitterness of a hundred years, the helplessness of a thousand years, and the sorrow of a thousand years...

The night is getting darker and darker; the evening wind is getting colder and colder; the moonlight, as bright as water, also quietly adds a ray of haze that is as elegant as fog and blurred as smoke.

Inside the Xichen Palace, the sleeping palaces with upturned eaves, red walls and golden tiles are like giant paintings with magnificent waves and magnificent momentum, exuding a majestic and majestic momentum without hesitation.

As the night fell, the lords of the palaces were already sound asleep.

In the hall, amidst the flickering crimson candles, a group of eunuchs and court ladies who were watching the night and serving the lord, also lying on the table with their bodies lying on the table, with their backs leaning against the wall, showing a drowsy state.

(End of this chapter)