Not to mention that the little mice lived a happy life eating "jelly beans" every day from then on.
On the other side: Wanlong Mountain, the ancestral home of the Chang family.
It may be that ordinary tribesmen already know that their family leader is about to become "loyal", so Wanlong Mountain, which is usually heavily guarded, seems unusually tired at this time.
Without the bright posts and hidden sentries, there is no longer the strict laws of military strategists.
The snakes may gather together and cry bitterly, or they may be alone at home drinking wine.
There is an air of depression and decadence everywhere.
There were countless choking sounds one after another.
The solitary lantern in the Wanlong Hall is always lit, and under it are the spiritual tablets of Chang Huaiyuan's parents.
Below the spiritual tablet is the sacred tablet of Chang Huaiba, the second master of the Chang family.
Because the second master has just been canonized and is less than Qi Yao, he cannot be completely integrated with the godhead.
We can only temporarily integrate it into the ranking and slowly refine it with the "dragon energy" of Wanlong Mountain and the faith of the ethnic group.
Normally this place should be heavily guarded, but today there was no one.
There was only one old slave with his waist bent, holding a rag and slowly wiping the tables, chairs and benches.
Late at night, the lonely lamp, the cold wind, the old slave, everything makes Wanlong Mountain even more desolate.
It feels like the building is about to collapse...
As soon as I mentioned the wind, a cold wind started blowing.
The door of Wanlong Hall blew open with a bang.
The old slave is really too old, and it took him a while to react.
He stooped his waist, turned around and staggered to close the palace door.
However, the moment he turned around, a figure in red robe appeared behind the old slave and in front of the tablet.
This red figure is none other than the brain-eating demon Qitu!
With a face full of ecstasy, the old devil grabbed the "divine throne" of the second master of the Chang family in his hands.
"Hahaha, the Eight Hell Snakes?!"
"As long as I fuse your divine fire, I can replace it!"
"At that time, there will be no one in the world who can restrain me..."
Before he finished speaking, the Brain Eater suddenly realized something was wrong:
The card slot in his hand is actually empty!
Not to mention it's a divine fire, it doesn't even have a fart!
"how so?!"
Not allowing the old devil to think too much, the old slave who had already closed the palace door slowly turned around.
Under the dim light, it looked so mysterious.
"The guest came to visit late at night. Is this what he is looking for?"
"Old slave" said as he slowly took out a tablet from his arms.
The black light on the tablet is flashing, obviously this is real.
At the "big profit", the Brain Eater lost his usual calmness and reached out to grab it.
"Leave it to me to spare your life!"
But he never thought that the blow he was sure to win would be easily dodged by "Old Slave", and he would grab the Brain Eater with his backhand.
Fortunately, the old devil is already the "Immortal of the Eight Hells", otherwise he would have suffered a big loss if he was careless.
Even so, half of his sleeves were torn off, exposing his dry, veiny arms.
Seeing this, the old devil quickly calmed down and stared at the "old slave" in front of him and asked.
"Your Excellency is so profound in Taoism. Even compared to the Blood Dragon of the North, you are not far behind."
"Who the hell are you?!"
When the matter has reached this point, there is no need for the "old slave" to continue to cover up.
The moment he slowly straightened up, his appearance changed drastically: there was no trace of rickets and old age, but only the spirit of Taoism and immortality.
"Qi Tu, have you recognized Hu Jiaxian after not seeing each other for many days?"
That's right, this rickety old slave is exactly what Hu Qingshan transformed into.
Except for the Hu family's innate magical powers, it is really not easy for others to deceive the "Eight Hell Immortals".
Seeing that it was Hu Qingshan, Brain-Eating Demon Qitu was immediately shocked and looked around nervously.
Hu Qingshan understood what the other party was thinking and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, don't look for me anymore."
"My ancestor would not bother to take action against you."
Hearing that Mr. Hu San didn't come, Brain-Eating Demon Qitu finally felt relieved.
It's right to think about it. As the leader of the world's most powerful immortals, he doesn't even bother to attack a small person like himself.
Just come and kill him openly...
Stabilizing his mind, the Brain-Eating Demon laughed ferociously.
"Hu Qingshan, I really don't know whether to praise you for being smart or calling you stupid."
"Smart, you can actually calculate our true intentions; stupid, you know that I am already the Immortal of the Eight Hells, but you still dare to face it alone, are you not afraid of death?"
"Or do you think you are the 'Eight Hell Snake' who is born to defeat me!"
Hu Qingshan didn't answer, just looked at the other person with a smile.
The more this happens, the more the brain-eating demon thinks: Does the other party have a back-up plan?
However, several of the other immortals were suppressed by the Blue Stone Coffin, and the Hui Family Immortal even died...
Just when Qi Tu was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a pressure coming from his head.
Immediately afterwards, a dragon claw glowing with black light descended from the sky and grabbed his skull directly.
"Old devil, you only remember that your second brother is the Eight Hell Snake, why did you forget that I, Ba Min'er, am the 'Six Desire Heaven, the Dark Killing Dragon Lord'!"
Outside the book: I apologize to my old friends who read books every day! Your love makes me terrified.
I've been too busy with work these days. I have to leave at six in the morning and don't get home until after ten in the evening.
I only code on my phone during breakfast, lunch and before going to bed, so I can’t update today.