Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 400
Yun Qing's face showed forbearance. He has always had a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, but now he breaks the precept repeatedly because of this little disciple.

"Go, one month."

Mo Xian'er let go of her hand immediately, and smiled happily: "Thank you, master!"

Mo Xian'er is not an amazing beauty, she has a delicate appearance, which can be regarded as the best, but it is still far away from the beauty of the country.

However, it is ugly.Coupled with Mo Xian'er's quirky and playful personality, she looks like a little girl who doesn't know much about the world, which is very pleasing.

Luo Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely take good care of my junior sister!"

Yun Qing nodded slightly: "A few days ago, I heard that there is a shape-changing grass in the East China Sea, you might as well look for it."

Both Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan showed joy on their faces: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"

"Go, do everything according to your ability, don't force it." Yun Qing urged, and at the same time, a jade talisman in his hand flew towards Mo Xian'er, "There is a master in this jade talisman who will strike with all his strength, and it can protect the two of you if necessary." life."

Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan thanked again.

In the end, Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan borrowed a small spirit boat from the sect and headed to the East China Sea.

After all, Luo Yuan is at the late stage of Nascent Soul, and Mo Xian'er is at the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the two of them don't have the ability to fly long distances or to control swords.

On the spirit boat, Luo Yuan looked at Mo Xian'er's carefree smiling face, and thought about the confession for many times but failed to say it.

Forget it, Luo Yuan told himself in his heart, Xian'er is still young, so he can wait for a few years.

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Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan traveled day and night, and the speed was almost the same as that of Wugui.

But in the end, Wugui knew the exact location, while Mo Xianer and Luo Yuan only knew the general idea. In the vast East China Sea, how easy is it to find a grass?

Therefore, when Mo Xian'er and Luo Yuan arrived, Wugui had already fought with the guardian beast of the Transformation Grass, the Double-headed Flood Dragon.

Wugui's guess was really good, the Millennium-shaped Grass Guardian Beast has a good cultivation, and now it is a late-stage monster, and its strength is even higher than Wugui's.

The strength of the big demon is tyrannical, higher than that of ordinary monks of the same level, but Wugui is not an ordinary monk, but a rare talent that is rare in ten thousand years, not to mention that he has Budu in his hand!

With no return in his hand, the fox, who has always been careless, has awe-inspiring fighting spirit in his eyes. In the depths of his light brown pupils, blood lotuses are blooming.

Budu is not like the sword of ordinary male monks. It is narrow and long, with strange blood-colored runes on it, and its breath is also very strange.

It's strange to say that this sword kills extremely heavily, but it doesn't have evil aura, not even bloody aura, it just makes people feel weird and unpredictable.

Wugui smiled wildly at the two-headed dragon that was tens of feet tall in front of him: "I came to the East China Sea to slaughter dragons 50 years ago, and it's no problem to kill a dragon today!"

The two-headed flood dragon's eyes were red, obviously stimulated by the words of no return: "Zhuzi is arrogant!"

This monk is so unreasonable that he dares to snatch its transformation grass!Still want to kill it!It's really too much!

After finishing his speech, the two-headed flood dragon rushed to nowhere.

There is no way to dodge flexibly.

This double-headed flood dragon is slightly stronger than him, so it can only be outsmarted.

Although the double-headed flood dragon is strong and its scales are very hard, its body is too large and not flexible enough, and its scales are always weak.

Wugui evaded while secretly looking for an opportunity, as long as he stabs Budu into the body of the double-headed dragon, it will surely die!
Thinking like this, the blood lotus bloomed more and more in the depths of Wugui's pupils.

The double-headed flood dragon finally sensed the danger, and it began to regret that this monk was difficult to deal with, and the sword in his hand gave it a very bad premonition.

"Stop hitting, I'll give you the Transformation Grass!" The Double-headed Flood Dragon finally begged for mercy.

(End of this chapter)