The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

The auntie confirmed it, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled: "Oh, it's a lie to say I'm not worried at all."

"But he's just a child after all, still young, so it's okay for him to play around." If Tian becomes more sensible, but still hangs out with his bad friends, he'll have to be disciplined." Long Huan nodded thoughtfully. The aunt turned and went into the store to continue her work. Long Huan stared at the scenery in front of him in a trance, and suddenly felt a little depressed. "Oh, aunt is right." "I don't know what kind of people are around Zhe'er's friends. I have to ask when I get back." The time waiting for the clothes to be cut was a bit boring. Long Huan leaned back in the chair and leisurely looked at the peaceful countryside in front of him. Children playing, old people basking in the sun, busy farmers and hunters, farm women washing clothes and cooking, and woodcutters returning from chopping wood. Everything was so peaceful. Long Huan lay there for a while, and suddenly felt that the feeling of being watched by someone became stronger again. It made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if there was a thorn in her back.

Could it be that someone is secretly spying on me? Long Huan suddenly became suspicious.

Who was it? Was it the woodcutter who looked at me as he passed by? Was it the woman who wiped her sweat while washing clothes? Her eyes flashed past the people present with a little vigilance, and suddenly she noticed a small basket on the table next to her. She opened the lid of the basket and found a communication device inside. No!

How could this tailor lady in a small village in the wild mountains have such a thing?

West?

Could it be that she was in cahoots with the people who spied on me? Long Huan, paranoid, turned his head around, then quietly picked up the communication device.

, tapped the screen randomly, and then clicked send. ..If he is really in the same group as the person who spied on me.

Then maybe the person who was spying on me would receive the message I sent. So after sending the message, Long Huan looked around attentively. Whoever made a sound, there was something wrong! Result. One sound. Two sounds. Eight sounds. Ten sounds. Farmers, woodcutters, women.

Even the children who were playing earlier. Scattered "ding" sounds came from every person and every household.

For a moment, the whole village was reverberating with the ding-ding sound. Long Huan: "?"

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Four Hundred and Twenty-Five: A Family Against Heaven

On the cliff of Buqi Mountain. Sitting quietly beside the cliff, Rouzhe looked at the distant sky. Meng Qiyan's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "According to your request, the young talents of the demon tribe have been packed." She walked to Sang Zhe, sat down and gently leaned on his shoulder: "What are you going to do next?"

According to the route, the army of the Mingguan demon tribe will arrive at Mount Buqi. " Sang Zhe looked at the distant and said, "When they arrive, it will be Sister Gu and the others.

's home ground. "

How long they can delay depends on their acting skills. " These young talents of the demon race could only be used as hostages before.

It is unlikely that they can stop Long Xiao.

Even so, it is always good to have more chips. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Who knows when the chips will accumulate to a large enough level.

It has reached this point.

Meng Qiyan glanced at him, then stretched lazily. If you ask me, why do you have to do so much nonsense? If the demon tribe dares to come, we will fight them.

, beat them until they dare not come, I want to see if they are not afraid of death with ten heads per person. "

Sang Zhe burst out laughing and rubbed Meng Qiyan's head.

"Your temper is really unchangeable." "Tsk, what do you want to change?" Meng Qiyan said nonchalantly: "The people I care about the most don't dislike me, why should I change?" Sang Zhe confirmed it for a moment, then said helplessly: "I am the only one who can tolerate your temper."

"Just you is enough." Queen Meng Qi Yan smiled sweetly: "My brother Rouzhe~" "It's so corny, I have goose bumps." "You still think I'm corny? You think I didn't pay enough grain yesterday, right?" The two people on the cliff were arguing. The demon disciples under the cliff were still

Set up the formation.

In preparation for the possible war tomorrow, the entire demonic world is making intensive preparations.

"Speaking of which, you are here to supervise, is it okay for the little princess?" "Let Yan Rouwan and the others watch over it, and Xiaoying is here, so it should be fine." "But if your boss is not here, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Don't we have to race against time to cure the little princess now?"

There is no other way. You alone cannot take care of the formation arrangement here. I am also too busy to handle it. "

"That's not right," Meng Qiyan suddenly frowned, "Where's your clone? Didn't you use it to look at it before?"

"Avatar." Sang Zhe suddenly revealed a mysterious and lazy smile: "Of course the avatar has other things to do." Meng Qiyan: "?"

Almost at the same time. Fang Lei Purgatory, Thunder Prison Palace. The demon clan's heavenly army set out for battle, and now even the Thunder Prison Palace is much quieter than before.

less.

Apart from the occasional guards, there were only a few demon servants walking back and forth. In a magnificent bedroom inside the Thunder Prison Palace, a graceful

A beautiful woman was sitting at the head of the bed, her face haggard and her eyes slightly red as she prayed.

"Huan'er, please don't let anything happen to you. "I have only had you as my child for so many years. If something happens to you,

Mother, mother is not going to live anymore... Just as her eyes were blurred with tears, a slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded behind her:

There's no need to be so desperate. Your daughter might be living a comfortable life now."

The Mother of Dragons suddenly stood up in shock, and when she saw the thin and handsome human man at the door, she was soaked in cold sweat.

“Sang, Sang Zhe?! You are not in Buqi Mountain, but come to Fang Lei Purgatory to fall into the trap?”

“Mrs. Long, stop kidding.” Sang Zhe said with a carefree look on his face, “Walk into a trap? Are you sure there is still someone in Fang Lei Purgatory who can stop me?”

That’s right. The Dragon Mother also knew that Long Xiao had taken away almost all the high-level cultivators of the demon race.

It is hard to find a few demon beasts in the realm of tribulation in Fang Lei Purgatory. No one can stop Sang Zhe, a human in the realm of Mahayana. The Dragon Mother looked at him warily. What are you going to do? "Madam, don't be nervous." Sang Zhe walked towards the Dragon Mother with a malicious smile and said in a soft voice.

"Mrs. Long is so beautiful and charming. Even if I really want to do something to you, I can't bear to do it."

"But, Madam, please don't forget." "Your daughter is still in my hands." "You don't want me to do anything bad to your daughter, do you?" He came to the Dragon Mother with a smile. The Dragon Mother's body trembled, and a trace of sorrow flashed in her eyes: "What did you do to Huan'er?" "Don't worry, the little princess is fine now."

"But if Madam doesn't obey, I can't guarantee what will happen to her." Sang Zhe sat leisurely beside the Dragon Mother, crossing his legs. The Dragon Mother's eyes trembled for a moment, then slowly dropped, and her tone was a little bitter:

"I... got it." "As long as you don't hurt Huan'er, I'll do anything." "Read, that's right." Sang Zhe turned his head with a smile: "I came here to ask Madam to be a reader for a while! What are you doing!" Halfway through the words, Rouzhe looked at the Dragon Mother who was about to cry and started to take off her clothes with a shy face, and she felt sorry for it. "What?" The Dragon Mother's beautiful eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Sang Zhe with shame and tears: "Don't you human demon cultivators love this?" "Everyone knows that you, Sang Zhe, are a sex-hungry ghost and a licentious person? You ran thousands of miles to the Thunder Prison Palace to catch me, isn't it just for this?" Huh? "Sang Zhe's pupils were shaking. "I know that I can't escape the devil's claws and humiliation today, and I am ashamed of my husband. " The Dragon Mother looked sad, crying and said, "As long as Huan'er can be safe, I, I will just treat it as a dog bite!"

"Just finish it quickly." After saying that, she closed her eyes and turned her head away with a determined look.

Sang Zhe stared blankly at her cheeks with traces of tears and an inexplicable blush, and his cerebellum shrank for a moment. It felt like Long Huan had such an incredible imagination. Was it inherited? No wonder the daughter was so amazing, it turned out that the mother was also a heavyweight. Looking at the inexplicable blush on your face, you weren't expecting this from the beginning, were you? "You, you lewd thief, why don't you hurry up?" The Dragon Mother seemed to suppress some emotions in her voice, and she said in a low and hurried voice: "Are you still trying to humiliate me?" "If you want to seek excitement, this is the bed where I, Ping, my husband, make love. There are also my husband's clothes in the closet. You, you can do whatever you like." "I only ask you to keep your promise and don't attack Huan'er again after you're done..." Without waiting for the Dragon Mother to finish, Sang Zhe, who could no longer bear it, finally knocked the beautiful woman unconscious. "I can't stand it anymore." "This family is rebellious." Sang Zhe cursed as he carried the man on his shoulders, opened the window, looked around, and then slipped away.

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426. Confused Child

After the clone from the Thunder Palace escaped, on the Buqi Mountain side, under the supervision of Zhe's original body, the formations arranged around had already taken effect one by one.

Because he was worried about the little princess's condition, Sang Zhe had to tearfully give up the opportunity to spend time with Xiaoying and the others, and chose to go back to the yard they rented.

"I'm back--" As soon as he entered the house, Sang Zhe swallowed back the half-sentenced words. Long Huan, wearing a backless and side-chest revealing sweater, glanced at Rouzhe with a loving look on his face: "Zhe'er, you're back~" "No. Sorry I walked into the wrong door." "Read! No, mother carefully prepared these clothes for you! Don't you like them? "Hello, I'm not a pervert." Finally, under Zhe's strong request, Long Huan changed back into ordinary pajamas aggrievedly. During dinner, Long Huan suddenly said to Sang Zhe: "Zhe'er, why don't we move back." "? Why?" "Mother always feels that there is something wrong with this village!" She whispered mysteriously.

Sang Zhe confirmed it, and his first reaction was that it couldn't be Yan Rouwan.

The flaws of his subordinates were exposed and discovered, right?

"Mom went to the tailor shop today and found that the tailor actually had a magical weapon of the same level as the Communicator.

"It's not even just the tailors, almost everyone in the village has a semaphore: even the children."

"Mom always feels that there is something strange about this village. Let's go." She looked out the window with a wary look on her face.

"Well, it's actually quite normal." Sang Zhe explained with sweat on his forehead, "The communication device is called a magic weapon, but it has a low production cost and is actually very popular among the human race. It is almost an ordinary daily necessity in every household, just like pots and pans." "Really? So the refining of magic weapons in the human race is so mature and widespread?" Chong Huan opened his eyes in confusion. Of course not.

Although the communication instrument is a common item that can be found everywhere for monks, it is still unaffordable for ordinary mortal families.

The reason why every person in the village has one is simply because the communicator is a year-end bonus gift given by the Demonic Path to its employees.

Anyway, it was provided by our partner, the Vanity Chamber of Commerce, so why not refuse it? But the truth is not important at the moment, let's just fool around. "Come to think of it, didn't I also give my mother a communication device? When she's free,

If you are bored, you can play it. Of course, I deleted all the bad content downloaded by Bai Ming and installed the youth mode version.

"Ah, mother always forgets to use it." Long Huan smiled and shook her head: "As long as Zhe'er has this kind of thought, mother will be very happy." Looking at Long Huan's smiling face at this moment, Sang Zhe could clearly feel that she was happy from the bottom of her heart. I didn't expect that just a communication device could make her so moved. Maybe she really regarded herself as her indispensable son. "Hey, Nian Nian, if the little princess continues like this, when the hypnosis is lifted, will nothing happen?" "It should...not." "Should?" "Ahem, it has come to this point anyway." Nian Nian's voice sounded beside his ear, "It's too late to regret now, just go all the way to the end. " Sang Zhe curled his lips. Although Nian Nian said this, she was already worried. . Ever since the hypnosis started, Long Zhen's attack rate has been raised to 50%. These days, the attack rate is just like Si Jingzhu's chest when she is running - there is no movement at all. Obviously, there is nothing wrong with the information that the system has already known, but I just don't know why

The favorability level just won’t increase.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? It couldn't be that I was really going to fail, right? While Nian Nian was still worrying, Long Huan was chatting with Sang Zhe at the dinner table.

Chatting.

"Zhe'er, do you have many friends in school?" "Well... not bad, I have a few good friends who I'm close to." "They're all good kids, right? They won't hurt Zhe'er when they play with him, right?

? ”

"No, we are usually in school. Even if we play together, it's just chatting, playing chess, and practicing horse riding and archery in our spare time."

"Really?" Long Huan looked at him with a smile, "That's good." Um Nian Nian suddenly discovered that at that moment, Long Huan's strategy level actually increased a little.

"Mother is actually quite conflicted." "On the one hand, mother hopes that Zhe'er can have many close friends around him so that Zhe'er will not be lonely." Long Zhen propped up his head and said to himself, "On the other hand, mother is worried that if he makes too many friends, he may make bad friends and it may affect Zhe'er or even hurt him completely.

"Tell me, if it were you, Zhe'er, what would you do?" Sang Zheyao looked at the chopsticks in silence for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

I think this is a bit of an over-anxiety idea. " "Birds of a feather flock together. If you can become my friend, you should be someone with a similar temperament and like-mindedness. If you really have those bad intentions, I would have stayed away from you long ago."

“It is your own business to choose who to be your friends. People who are prepared or screened for you by others are still their friends, no matter how suitable they are. They may not be what you want.”

"You should trust me a little bit. Find a friend who can help you choose the right path.

"Friends of my own choice." After hearing Sang Zhe's words, a hint of understanding suddenly flashed in Long Huan's eyes. . The friends I choose myself. She thought of that level again, and the scene of the little monster with broken limbs and thrown down the mountain inexplicably appeared in her mind. It would be great if friends could choose themselves. On the other hand. After Sang Zhe finished speaking. Nian Nian looked at Long Huan's strategy level in shock, which actually increased by 5%. Ah? So the key to conquering the little princess is here? How is it possible? There is no information about friends in the little princess.

Suddenly, Nian Nian, who was scrolling through the information, paused and her eyes gradually lit up.

o

I see! No wonder I couldn't find a way to improve the little princess's strategy before.

It was as if he couldn't figure out what the child was thinking. But in fact, the reason was surprisingly simple and funny. Because Long Huan himself couldn't figure out his own thoughts. The child who had long been accustomed to the pampered environment created by his parents and could do whatever he wanted

The girl was completely unaware of her true expectations and source of pain.

She was still too young, still in the most confused period. Feeling confused, she would just rush around aimlessly like a little beast.

撞。

To rebel against parents, to stir up trouble, to hide the helpless heart under the willful and arrogant appearance.

But in fact, the answer to her puzzlement was surprisingly simple. "Rouzhe, listen to me and do what I say.

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427. Teacher Sang visits home.

In the demon world, in a desolate cave in the wild, when the Dragon Mother slowly woke up, she suddenly found that her hands and feet were all tied up:

The whole person was tied to a stone pillar. In front of her, the thin and somewhat evil human demon cultivator was looking at her with a half-smile. "Madam, are you awake?" The Dragon Mother looked down at her intact clothes, and then asked eagerly: "Are you, are you done? I haven't even taken off my clothes yet?" "….No, why are you always thinking about your yellow waste?" Sang Zhe was very depressed. Didn't Long Xiao and his wife usually have an unhappy life? How could he make the Dragon Mother so hungry? The brain circuits of this family are not normal. "I don't plan to do anything to Madam. I asked Madam to come here, on the one hand, so that I have one more bargaining chip to threaten the Dragon Lord." "Secondly, I have something to ask Madam." Sang Zhe said slowly. The Dragon Mother bit her lip slightly, with a bit of struggle in her eyes, and finally said in a low voice: "I, I will not betray my husband."

Didn't you just want to cheat on your husband in front of him? Now you are being too hypocritical! "Ahem. Madam, don't worry. I won't ask you any secrets of the demon race."

Sang Zhe said, "I want to ask about the little princess." When Long Huan was mentioned, the expression on Long Mu's face became more anxious: "Huan'er

What's wrong? "

"The little princess is fine now. We in the Demonic Path never mistreat our captives." Sang Zhe sighed, "It's just that I noticed that you treat the little princess's family very well.

The education is very unhealthy." "How is it possible!" Dragon Mother suddenly became angry: "Huan'er has been taught by several of the most knowledgeable long-lived turtle monsters in the demon clan since she was a child. Every major course is very fulfilling. After so many years, she is definitely knowledgeable, not to mention being well-versed in ancient and modern times." My husband and I have never slacked off for a moment in her education and learning. How can it be unhealthy? "Sang Zhe nodded in understanding: "What do those turtle teachers usually teach?" "Reading and learning, ancient and modern history, the habits and bloodline supernatural powers of various demon clans, how to temper bloodline supernatural powers, etc....

"Well. Then what?" "Then?" Dragon Mother glanced, "What else do we need to learn?" "Propriety, righteousness, integrity, astronomy, geography, physiological common sense, ethics. Sang Zhe asked: "Didn't you teach these?" "Why should we, the demon race, learn those useless and

"Rozin's stuff?" Dragon Mother asked unhappily.

.That's right. For most of the demon race, they really don't need the rules and regulations of the human race.

frame.

They only need to live in a small group, and at every stage they face only the pressure of survival and reproduction. It is nonsense to ask them to learn anything about etiquette, morality, integrity and shame.

But Long Huan is a special case. As Du An of the Zulong clan, she was destined to become a demon from birth.

The leader of the tribe, becoming the leader of the entire demon tribe.

Other monster children are still hungry, but she can have no worries about food and clothing every day.

While other monster children practice and fight hard to improve their cultivation level, she has been at the Spirit Transformation Realm since birth, and even if she doesn't practice, she can easily enter the Tribulation Crossing Realm in the future.

Therefore, Long Huan didn't have any of the things that other demon children were worried about. So she would naturally find other things to worry about. "It is precisely because you didn't pay attention to these things that you didn't pay attention to Long Huan.

You have ignored all the abnormalities." Sang Zhe asked seriously, "Excuse me, Madam, does the little princess have many playmates?"

This... She played with A Lin, the daughter of the fox demon clan leader, quite frequently, but I hardly ever saw her interacting with other children."

The Dragon Mother hesitated and said, "I think she may be a quiet person by nature and doesn't like to play with those children. It's a good thing that she can have more time to practice and study."

"It's just that A'lin often wanders around with the fox demon clan, and sometimes she can only return to Fang Lei Purgatory once every few years." As expected. Sang Zhe sighed: "Although I don't want to interfere in other people's family education, it would be pitiful if the child had no playmates in his childhood, right?"

Doesn't the little princess have any other playmates who are willing to play with her? Speaking of which. "The Dragon Mother suddenly seemed to think of something, "When Huan'er was still little,

"But most of those children are little demons of inferior descent, and their parents are slaves in Fang Lei Purgatory."

“Those kids are wilder and more uneducated than each other. Zhen’er is always bullied when he goes to play with them. My husband and I don’t want Huan’er to have too much contact with these wild kids.

"When you say bullying," Sang Zhe suddenly asked, "does it mean that Long Huan was accidentally injured by a sheep demon, and then you broke the sheep demon's limbs and threw it off the cliff?

The pet mother was surprised and asked: "How do you know?" "Throat." Sang Zhe said with a smile: "So, Guan Ren, as a pet mother,

Still not competent enough."

You know, we humans have a saying, which is to lead by example. It means that if you are a parent or teacher and want to educate your children, you must do it yourself first. "