Demon Lord became my apprentice

Seeing that the little guy wet his swaddling clothes again, Cong Rong almost didn't go crazy, and tried to maintain the last bit of reason, and rushed back into the house.It wasn't until he confirmed with his own eyes that the quilt on the bed hadn't been brutally murdered again, that Cong Rong's irritable mood calmed down a little bit.

After dealing with the little guy's wet mess again, it was dawn.

Cong Rong sat slumped on the stone steps in front of the door, feeling that life was gloomy.

The little guy was thrown aside casually by him, as if he was too bored, the little guy pursed his mouth and kept blowing bubbles out.

The sound of puffing and puffing kept coming from his ears, and Cong Rong even lost the right to be distracted. Looking down at the little guy's heartless look, Cong Rong persuaded himself over and over again in his heart: Hold on, hold on Stay, he is your apprentice.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong suddenly felt a lot more balanced in his heart, similar to the empathy of most parents that "the child is our own no matter how skinny it is".

"Hungry?" Cong Rong hugged the little guy and got up and walked towards the kitchen, "Let's go, I'll give you some hot goat milk."

The little guy has a small appetite, and the two big bowls of goat milk are gone in a blink of an eye.

Cong Rong originally wanted to plant another crop of Zhu Yu grass, use spiritual energy to ripen it, and harvest it in a few days.It's a pity that if I starved for a few days, I would be regarded as bigu, but no matter how hard this picky little guy could resist, he couldn't stand not eating or drinking for so many days. Cong Rong, who was so poor that he couldn't let go, had to find another way out.

In addition, Cong Rong, who has a deep psychological shadow on washing diapers, is eager to solve once and for all the smelly problem of the little guy peeing anytime and anywhere.

"Emperor Wuguo is not considered a top-notch fairy grass, and a respectable immortal family will definitely look down upon it." Cong Rong silently comforted himself, and sighed softly: "Let's go, Master will take you out to gain insight. "

The little guy had eaten and drank enough and was about to fall asleep.Hearing this, he regained his energy for a moment, his beautiful big eyes stared like copper bells, and his bones turned around.

Seeing this, for some reason, Cong Rong suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Cong Rong hugged the little guy in one hand and headed south with his sword. Two hours later, Cong Rong arrived at the foot of the northern foot of Mang Mountain.

There is a small village here, with dozens of families, large and small.It was just in time for lunch, and green smoke was billowing in the courtyards of every household.

Before entering the village, Cong Rong saw a lot of casual cultivators gathering together in groups, which seemed to be discussing something enthusiastically.If you look closely, you will find that many of them are in messy clothes and are quite embarrassed, as if they have been injured.

A few years ago, when Cong Rong was still at Shuofangzong, he once met Emperor Wuguo.It was presented at the birthday banquet of Cong Laozong by a small immortal family on the territory of Shuofangzong.

Although Di Wuguo is not common, it can't greatly improve the skill, it can only block a blow for the master when attacked.In Cong Rong's impression, this thing is something that the rich family's children can't beat to escape, and it's not so popular that it can make all the monks fight for it.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong took the initiative to go forward, wanting to find out what happened.

"It's really bad luck! A little Di Wuguo has made everyone so embarrassed."

"If I had known this was the situation today, the old man would definitely not have come unprepared."

"It's not too late now, since we have met, why don't we join hands to take them all down."

"You said light, they are so easy to deal with?"

"Then what do you think? Anyway, my injuries can't be in vain!"

"This is the territory of Misty Pavilion, why don't we ask Misty Pavilion for help?"

"Your brain is broken?! Ask them for help, can Di Wuguo still be ours?"

"You're out of your mind! After all, Misty Pavilion is one of the four great immortal families, how could it be possible to snatch a little Emperor Wuguo from us!"

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Cong Rong, who couldn't get a word out for a long time, was confused when he heard it. Seeing that the two of them were quarreling and were about to start a fight, Cong Rong wisely took a few steps back, and was going to inquire about the news after they were done.

At this moment, a strong male voice with full confidence came from a distance, "My Piaomiao Pavilion naturally doesn't like a small Emperor Wuguo! But to clean up the beasts, without our Piaomiao Pavilion, it's up to you guys!" , to die?"

While speaking, the visitor has come to the front.The visitor was not very old, in his twenties, with a dignified appearance and an imposing manner.There are several people around, both men and women, and they are not very old.The woman standing side by side with him has bright eyes, looking forward to the sky, and there is a faint resemblance between her brows.

This group of people are all wearing rouge black gold cloud pattern gauze gowns.This garment is woven with silkworm ice silk, the embroidery is decorated with countless real pearls, the cloud patterns are all outlined with gold threads, the pure rouge is as brilliant as the morning glow, it is difficult for people to ignore it.

Misty Pavilion is located in the south, with many mountains and marshes, rich products, and the industries under the Misty Pavilion spread all over the entire mainland of China. In terms of wealth, no one can compare to Misty Pavilion.And this expensive crimson black gold cloud pattern gauze robe is the unique clothing of the inner disciples of Misty Pavilion.

It can be said that the person who came spoke was not crazy, but none of the few people who were blushing and thick-necked just now dared to stand up and refute, obviously recognizing that this person is not low-status.

After seeing the faces of the two leaders, Cong Rong, who happened to be hiding behind the crowd, couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart: Tsk, why is it so unlucky, I just want to pick a diwu fruit for some money, and when I go out, I meet the plague god !Cong Rong, ah Cong Rong, next time you go out, you must remember to read the almanac!

Cong Rongmao got up and hid herself behind the crowd, trying to get away with it.

"These young men, are you the inner disciples of Misty Pavilion?" The casual cultivator who had just said that he was going to ask Misty Pavilion for help came out more and more.

"This is Murong Zheng, the Young Pavilion Master of our Misty Pavilion." Someone introduced his identity to the leading man.

"Young Pavilion Master?" The group of casual cultivators were obviously surprised.

Seeing this, the person who answered couldn't help showing a smug look on his face, "Our Young Pavilion Master heard that a fierce beast appeared at the northern foot of Mang Mountain recently, intending to hurt people, so he came here to kill the people himself."

"As expected of the Young Pavilion Master of Misty Pavilion."

"It's really young and promising."

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Everyone praised the young pavilion master one after another.

Seeing this, Cong Rong planned to take advantage of the chaos and leave.Unexpectedly, just as he was about to step forward with his left foot, a flash of sword flashed across his eyes, and a bright and luxurious spirit sword studded with precious stones came straight to his heart.It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Cong Rong's left wrist shook, Jinsi flew out of the scabbard, and there was a crisp clang, and after the two swords struck each other, they flew back to the scabbard.

"This man's kung fu is so powerful that he can block the sword of the young pavilion master!"

"When did he appear here, why haven't I seen him before?"

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"Brother Rong?" The pleasant voice of the young woman next to Murong Zheng interrupted everyone's whispers, "It's really you?! That's great! Brother Rong, do you know that I have been Looking for you!"

While speaking, the woman started to run towards Cong Rong.

"Murong Li, stop!" Murong Zheng grabbed Murong Li.

Murong Li turned his head to look at Murong Zheng, and questioned: "Brother, why did you drag me! Also, why did you attack Brother Rong just now?"

Murong Zheng taught her a lesson: "If I don't pull you, you will mix with this unrighteous bastard and ruin the reputation of my Misty Pavilion!"

Hearing this, Murong Li got angry and slapped Murong Zheng.

"Young Sect Master!" The disciples next to him yelled in fright.

Murong Zheng let go of Murong Li, stepped back abruptly, sideways to avoid the palm wind.

"You bastard, I'm your brother!" Murong Zheng was so angry that his teeth itch.

Murong Li took the opportunity to run to Cong Rong's side, "Even if you are my own brother, you can't make up whoever I like."

Hearing this, Murong Zheng was so angry that he almost lost his temper on the spot.

Misty Pavilion's descendants are prosperous, and there are a lot of males in the family, except for a little girl named Murong Li.Over the years, Misty Pavilion has doted on her from top to bottom, so much so that now she can casually say such shameless words in front of everyone.

Seeing that the eyes of the casual cultivators around him were a bit more gossip, Murong felt that he couldn't afford to lose that person, and said viciously at Cong Rong, "I will spare your life today. In the future, don't let me run into you again." You." With a wave of his hand, he ordered the disciples behind him: "Go, go up the mountain."

Hearing this, casual cultivators who were watching the excitement hurriedly followed behind.

Murong Li stuck out his tongue at the back of Murong Zhengyuan, and turned his head to look at Cong Rong with a smile, "Brother Rong, don't listen to my brother! You also know that my brother loves to talk nonsense."

Cong Rong said expressionlessly: "Your brother is right. You shouldn't stand with me."