A companion beast dressed as the villain of the Great Demon King

These words successfully calmed the others down, and even the Demon King looked over.

Fenghuang looked at Ling Jiu, "I don't know what's in it, you just told me to take it out after you come back."

Ling Jiu suddenly felt the strength of his hand on his belly grow stronger, and when he looked up, the devil's face sank.

Demon King: "When did he give it to you?"

Fenghuang thought about it for a while, "About a year before Master fell asleep, I was practicing with him at that time, and he suddenly gave me this thing."

In fact, there was one thing he didn't say. At that time, Suzaku's expression was very serious, as if he was explaining the funeral. Later, when he heard that Suzaku's eggs had never hatched, he once thought that the box contained a suicide note.

Everyone else was attracted by the box, only Ling Jiu noticed a slight change in the devil's expression.

He understood it almost instantly.

The original Suzaku gave such an important thing to others, but not to the long-term accompanying Demon King. This kind of approach of seeking far away will definitely hurt the Demon King.

Ling Jiu didn't know what the intention was, but he couldn't see the devil being sad.

Ling Jiu flapped her wings and flew to his shoulder, rubbed against his face, and whispered comfort in his ear: "I'm sorry, Qing Rang."

The devil touched his little head, and the solemnity on his face dissipated a little, "You have already forgotten, so why apologize?"

Doesn't it mean that you are unhappy, Ling Jiu lost face, acted like a baby and spoke soft words, finally made the devil's complexion a little better.

Over there, a group of people looked around the box for a long time, but they couldn't open it.

The third child: "There is a seal on it, hey boss, come quickly and open the box."

Ling Jiu walked around the box with her wings on her back, who knows how to lift the seal.

He spread his wings and made a gesture of exhaling. In short, let's do a set of punches first, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Then, everyone saw that the red-feathered chick was flapping its wings, twisting its round body and doing Tai Chi.

Everyone: "..." Boss?

Demon King: "..." Jiujiu?

Seeing that everyone's eyes were getting more and more strange, Ling Jiu let out a loud shout, flapping his wings on the box and doing a forward roll.

Then, the box was opened.

Ling Jiu: "..." So simple?It was quite sudden.

The youngest came closer and complained, "Boss, you've been waiting too long before unblocking, haven't you?"

Ling Jiu pretended not to hear, and waited eagerly for the devil to come to pick up the things while holding the box.

Inside is the skin of a seventh-level monster.

Ling Jiu glanced at it, a little speechless, "Isn't this the map of the Demon Realm?"

Twelve places are circled in different colors on the map, and a string of password-like numbers are marked beside them.

"What is this?" Fenghuang looked at Ling Jiu and asked.

Ling Jiu: "..." You ask me, who should I ask?

Qilin: "No matter what, the twelve circled places must be visited."

After the map was taken out, the Demon King remained silent.

There was no clue for a while, Ling Jiu wanted to go out for a stroll, to be able to personally visit the game he designed, this kind of opportunity is not available to everyone.

"At this point, the World Boss in Yuchuan Canyon... Well, the monsters should be refreshed, I want to go and see."

The devil's eyes narrowed, "Do you still remember this?"

Ling Jiu suddenly remembered that he is now a character with amnesia, but the words have already been said, so he has to come back, "I still remember some things."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and the demon king's hurt eyes seemed to say, "I remember the insignificant things so clearly, but I have completely forgotten them."

To make up for it, Ling Jiu rubbed the back of the Demon King's hand with his soft fur, "Qing Rang, why don't you go with me, too?"

He is very adaptable, and he has no psychological burden to act coquettishly.

The Demon King shook his head, "I want to study this picture again, let them accompany you."

The hair on Ling Jiu's head was wilting, "Okay."

Before going out, the Demon King thoughtfully took out a small shawl that he woven by himself and put it on him, "It's cold outside, my second child has thick fur, so sit on his back and don't get off on the way."

Ling Jiu happily turned around, only to see the third and fourth children suddenly laughing, and even the usually stable fifth child seemed to hold back his laughter.

He snorted twice, the devil's favorite is not jealous.

The third child did not know where to bring a mirror and put it in front of him, shaking his hands with a smile, "Boss, do you really want to go out like this?"

Ling Jiu looked at the mirror puzzled, but was frightened by the silly chicken in front of her and took several steps back.

Thinking of him as the majestic leader of the ancient beasts, when he strikes to destroy the world, he is majestic, terrifying, killing the god himself, no adjectives can describe his ferocity.

But as soon as he put on this pink shawl, he became a native chicken from the village.

This is not what he imagined!

Ling Jiuqin ran back to the Demon King with tears in his eyes, "Qing Rang, can I not want this shawl?"

Demon King: "Don't you like it?"

Ling Jiu saw that although his tone was flat, his eyes were a little disappointed, and he couldn't say anything if he didn't like the three words.

After thinking about it, he changed the euphemism, "Pink doesn't suit my skin."

"I don't like the color."

Ling Jiu nodded vigorously, "Next time we will weave another face..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the Demon King snapped his fingers, and a wardrobe came down from nowhere, lined up five or six meters long.

Ling Jiu was almost dazzled.

This, this, this... turned out to be all small shawls, in all kinds of colors!

His devil cub is not only clumsy, but also has a lot of aesthetic problems!

But even so, he still thinks it's too cute, what should I do? !

Ling Jiu was carried by the Demon King and walked over, "Choose which color you like."

How long does it take to weave so many little shawls?

A picture suddenly flashed before his eyes.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, the demon king was sitting on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace, holding a bamboo needle in his hand, knitting a small shawl clumsily, from time to time he missed a stitch, either he didn’t find it, or he couldn’t make it up, doubting himself while weaving .

Ling Jiu was so cute that her heart jumped, what kind of stupid little daughter-in-law is this, did the devil really choose the wrong character?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that these little shawls were also cute.

He stretched his wings and pointed, "I want that one."

A few people behind saw that he actually ordered a green one!

The third child: "Red vs. green is bullshit, boss, you really know how to choose hahahaha hiccup."

Ling Jiu enjoyed the service of the devil personally helping him wear a small shawl, and sneered, "What do you know, red and green are the most flamboyant!"

As long as he doesn't admit that he is stupid, then he is someone else.

As long as the person is handsome, wearing a sack is a trend.

Qilin and Phoenix had other things to do, so they left after flying out of the Demon Realm, leaving Baihu, Fox and Chongming with him to see Yuchuan Canyon.

"Did anything unpleasant happen to the devil before I fell asleep?"

Ling Jiu sat on the back of the second child, thinking back to whether he had added any grievances to Suzaku and the Demon King when designing the plot. They should be just the relationship between the master and the weapon, right?

Or was it just that he was thinking too much, and Yuan Suzaku just handed things over to Fenghuang without any other intentions?

The third child glanced at him, "Your Majesty can't empathize with others, he has always been so indifferent, just get used to it."

Can't empathize?What the hell.

The Demon King’s expression is a little less, but the other party feeds him, goes to the kitchen, and weaves small shawls. Although the feeding ability needs to be strengthened, the kitchen almost exploded, and the shawls we weave are not in line with the public’s aesthetics.

But would a cold-blooded and heartless person do such a thing?

Yuchuan Canyon is not far from the Demon Realm. It is a map before the opening of the Demon Realm. The white tiger is parked on a snow-capped mountain, from which you can overlook the entire canyon.

The towering mountains are covered with snow and ice, and the canyon is also a vast expanse of whiteness. The scenery is indeed charming, but it is very different from the four seasons he set like spring.

Ling Jiu looked up at the sky, the sky spark was like the moon that appeared in the daytime in winter, it looked quite bright but could not feel any temperature.

Is this the impact of the reduced firepower of Tianmars?

He didn't make such a setting either.

Ling Jiu: "Second brother, go to the whirlpool to have a look."

The second child galloped down the snow-capped mountain nimbly, and not long after, they found the first vortex.

The so-called vortex is a place where it is easy to gather demonic energy, and high-level monsters will be born regularly, that is, world bosses, which can burst out advanced equipment that ordinary dungeons do not have.

Ling Jiu took a few steps to the top of the tiger, squatted next to the fox, and watched everything below the cliff.

A monster has formed in the vortex, and a group of players has gathered around it. From time to time, there will be lightning and fire and the roar of the monster. In the chaotic scene, snow and blood are splashing.

Something suddenly came through the air, and crashed into the rock less than five meters below their feet with a bang. The ground was trembling, and large pieces of snow fell crashing down.

If it hits someone, it's enough to die a hundred times.

A bloody humanoid yelled at them: "The green chicken over there, dare to take a step closer and tear you apart!"

Ling Jiu: "..." Who the hell are you calling a green chicken?

"Pfft..." The three beasts held back their laughter until they trembled.

Another weapon shaped like a fork flew through the air, accompanied by a fierce warning, "Go away!"

Ling Jiu flapped his wings, and a strong wind rose from the ground. The flying fork turned around and stabbed back several times faster than when it came.

With a scream, the loudest humanoid had no time to resist, and was nailed to the ground by the fork, and soon died.

Ling Jiu shook his head and sneered, "Hurry up and wash your mouth, it stinks."

In the game setting, the players are a group of humanoids and demons who yearn for freedom and equality in order to overthrow the brutal rule of the devil, and he is the weapon in the hands of the evil devil and the mortal enemy of the players.

He really wondered if the player's resentment was too deep, and he summoned him into the game, wanting to torture him to death, this dog|pussy planner.

But if you want to abuse him, you have to see if they have the ability.