Shi Yi would never have expected that after he was imprisoned for two days, Zhou Ze would have one more disciple.

And that disciple will completely take away all Zhouze's tenderness.

……

After Shi Yi was brought back to the dungeon, Zhou Ze returned to his residence.

He was still upset while staying at Chi Dingzong, so he simply left the sect and went down the mountain, wanting to relax.

Zhouze was not used to flying with a sword, so he chose to walk.

Halfway through, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks. He was startled and looked up.

It turns out it’s snowing in the world.

Zhouze wiped away the slight snow on his face, and suddenly thought of the demon boy that the original owner Zhouze met.

It seems to be also on a snowy day...

Calculating the time, it is almost around this time.

Zhouze pondered for a moment. He remembered that when the original owner was taken away by Yin Mu, it was the demon boy who came to help him cut off Yin Mu's hand.

Revenge when there is hatred, repay kindness when there is kindness.

The demon boy saved the original owner in his last life, so he had to save that boy this time.

In the mood to give it a try, Zhouze followed the memory of the original owner and walked into the small town under the mountain peak.

Unlike the mountain peak where Chi Dingzong is located, which is like spring all year round and filled with fairy spirit, white snow has already fallen in this small ancient town at the foot of the mountain.

Zhouze was originally dressed in thin white clothes, but after seeing the people on the streets of the ancient town all wrapped up tightly, he quietly transformed himself into a snow-white mink fur cloak.

Later, Zhouze merged into the mortals who were coming and going.

On the surface, he was wandering aimlessly, but in fact, he was secretly searching the streets for the scent of demons with his spiritual power.

At this time of year, the demon should still look like a young child.

Zhouze was thinking about it, completely unaware that along the way, there were people around him who were looking at him cautiously.

There is no other reason but "blame" Zhouze for being too outstanding.

She is graceful and full of energy.

It was as if someone's young master had gone out to play.

Zhouze wandered for a long time, searching without any results. He couldn't help but suspect that he had remembered the wrong date.

Just as Zhouze was about to return, he saw a steaming bun shop.

The warm aroma is particularly attractive in this increasingly freezing day.

Zhouze didn't think much, walked forward and bought a few big white and soft buns.

Just as he was about to ask the store owner to put another bowl of fragrant and sweet porridge on the small wooden table in the shop, Zhouze suddenly sensed an extremely weak demonic aura.

He cheered up instantly.

"Shopkeeper, I'll give you this copper coin first. I'll come back as soon as I go."

After Zhouze hurriedly spoke to the store owner, he carried two large buns wrapped in oil paper and hurried towards the direction of the evil spirit.

Don't dare to waste any more time.

Fortunately, it's close, and you can reach it after passing two corners.

I thought I would be like the original owner Zhou Ze, seeing a child huddled in a corner suffering from cold and hunger.

But when Zhou Ze stepped into the alley where the child was, he clearly heard a few childish and vicious sneers.

"Hahaha, look at him! He looks like a wild dog! He also has red eyes, he must be a monster! I'm so scared!"

"He stared at us! How dare this beggar stare at us?!"

"Okay, I don't know where the bastard monster came from. He doesn't even have anything like his parents. He actually dares to look at us with that kind of contempt? Are you worthy of it?"

"Here, here are rocks. Let's throw them over and see if this monster can use magic to avoid them."

"I think it's Xuan. He can't even use magic to change clothes. Now he's in tatters and looks shabby..."

Zhou Ze recognized the voices of three children.

He originally thought that the ancient customs were simple and simple, but he didn't expect that it was always like this in every dynasty and every generation, bullying the weak and adding insult to injury.

Even a child that old can be so vicious.

And from what they said, the object of their ridicule might be the demon child.

Zhou Ze thought of this, no longer paused, and the moment he walked completely into the alley, he pinched a barrier spell on his hand.

The big rocks thrown by the three children with all their strength hit the invisible and colorless barrier, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

Then they all fell to the cold snow.

The children were dumbfounded.

Although they had heard from the adults at home that there were immortals, demons and monsters in the world, they had never seen it with their own eyes.

So when they first noticed this red-eyed freak who was almost frozen to death, they were a little scared.

After some probing, they determined that the other party was just a paper tiger with a fierce appearance and a soft heart, and that was why he was so rampant and carried away his form.

But who would have thought that before anything happened, a... real god would appear?

Who knows if he is a real god or a fake god!

The three children in colorful clothes changed their previous arrogant and arrogant appearance and looked at Zhouze shaking like chaff.

"Don't, don't kill us..."

They trembled for mercy.

Zhouze glanced at them lightly, then looked at the child in the corner who had wide-open red eyes, and said sternly: "You apologize to him."

The three children immediately nodded and bowed shamelessly, apologizing to the demon children.

When Zhouze saw it, he lowered his eyes and raised his finger, and a salivating vicious dog appeared out of thin air, barking fiercely at the three children.

The three children were scared to death and stumbled out of the alley.

The wailing and crying was in sharp contrast to the previous viciousness.

Then Zhouze withdrew the illusion and turned his attention completely to the demon child in front of him.

For a moment, he felt that the other person was somewhat familiar.

But it was only a short moment.

Zhouze didn't think much, bent down, squatted down, and asked the demon child in a gentle voice: "Who are you, why are you here alone, and where are your parents?"

Because of Zhouze's squatting, the demon children turned from looking up at Zhouze to looking at him levelly.

His face was dirty and gray, with many scabs and scars on it, but his big ruby-like eyes shone brightly.

It looks inexplicably cute.

The demon child looked at Zhouze without blinking. He did not answer immediately after hearing this. Instead, he slowly observed Zhouze for a while. It seemed that after confirming that Zhouze had no murderous intention towards him, he muttered:

"I...I have no parents, I am...an orphan."

When the demon child said this, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he didn't know his origins.

And Zhouze knew that the other party was not lying.

Because all demons are born strangely and are not born in a normal way. They are born from chaos and from all kinds of evil thoughts of people.

The more evil people have, the more they absorb, and the stronger they become. There is no need to practice deliberately.

But—precisely because the demons all had this origin, Zhouze had one more question.

He looked steadily at the demon child in front of him. His eyes were bright and there was no cunning at all. Just looking at the simplicity and innocence in his expression, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a god or an angel.

How could he be a demon who was born with no knowledge of all kinds of cunning and insidious things...

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