sword color

Why did His Royal Highness the Demon Emperor suddenly become a tiger? Where did this come from?

All the monsters in the main hall were stunned, and they hadn't recovered from the state of great grief, great joy, and fright.

Even Jian Qing's eyes flashed with astonishment, but seeing the big cat group rushing towards him, he has developed the habit of stretching out his hands to hug him reflexively.

With a sound of "bang dang", the ancient sword that had been with its master for many years in slaying demons and demons fell to the ground pitifully, Jian Qing ignored it, and opened his arms to embrace the big fluffy white tiger.

The huge impact of Du Zhilan's jump from the air was completely ignored, Jian Qing still stood firmly in the center of the hall, but there was an extra white and tender tiger hanging on his body.

The fluffy head rubbed against the hollow of his shoulder, causing snot and tears from it, making him whine.

"...Du Zhilan?" Jian Qing felt that his head was a little dazed, but he quickly regained consciousness, "Are you okay?"

Du Zhilan snorted, raised his head abruptly, looked at him with wet little eyes, ready to vomit bitterness in his stomach, but couldn't utter the words when he reached his mouth, and just stared straight at him.

Sad and wronged, pitiful.

Even elders like Jianqing with profound skill and concentration were defeated instantly under such eyes: "You...what do you want?"

Plush head leaned forward, sobbing: "I have suffered so much for you, at least let me kiss—"

"I will never change my nature." Jian Qing's eyes twitched, and he slapped him on the forehead.

Du Zhilan yelled "Oh", covered his head and said in grief and indignation: "You slapped me in the face again!"

"I said... can you pay attention to the occasion when you are flirting?" A strange tone of unpleasantness broke in, and Hei Hong raised his eyebrows, and said coolly, "Do you think we don't exist?"

As his words fell, the Fire Lotus Palace exploded in an instant, and pairs of eyes full of surprise and hostility shot at them.

The little demons shouted one after another: "Where did the Demon Emperor go?"

"Why did Your Highness become a tiger?"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Jian Qing looked around, and conveniently clamped the big cat ball under his armpit, slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand, the ancient sword on the ground seemed to sense it, and the fluorescent light shone slightly, and it turned into a stream of light and flew into his hand in the blink of an eye.

The azure blue defensive circle surrounded them in the center, which was really beautiful.

"Don't use this posture, Jianqing..." Du Zhilan, who was clamped by one hand, shook his head in embarrassment.

"I haven't asked you yet, how did you become the Fire Lotus Demon Emperor? And a tiger again? It's not night yet..." Jian Qing asked in a low voice, and slowly retreated towards the entrance of the palace.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Du Zhilan immediately wagged his tail in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Now I am very powerful, I can change as much as I want, and I can still look like you."

All the little monsters kept gathering here, and there were three layers of monster mountains and monster seas outside. In this battle, I am afraid that relying on the tactics of the monster sea alone can heap the two of them to death.

Jian Qing, who was in a critical moment, still couldn't help being amused by him: "Yes, you are really amazing."

Du Zhilan raised his eyebrows upside down: "Don't you believe it? I will show you!"

The arm suddenly became heavy, and a cloud of white smoke came out for no reason, and the big tiger surrounded by Jian Qing instantly turned into a red-haired beauty demon emperor in red.

Jian Qing looked down at the other party speechlessly, and the beauty demon emperor just raised his head and smiled at him.

She had such a peerless face, which was instantly destroyed by this wretched smile.

Jian Qing almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand.

"Huh? His Royal Highness the Demon Emperor came out again?" The group of demons who were just about to pounce on them froze their steps again, whispering in fuss, and hesitated to go forward.

"Could it be that His Highness was kidnapped by that Taoist priest?"

"How can this be good?"

Hei Hong stood silently at the side, thoughtful for a moment, and suddenly raised his voice: "Your Highness, how to deal with this person is up to you to decide!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters suddenly realized that it seemed that His Highness was real.

Quickly put away their weapons, and respectfully wait for the instructions of the "Fire Lotus Demon Emperor". For them, His Highness the Demon Emperor is the sky and the meaning of their lives.

Blind worship kills people, but thanks to the existence of Hei Hong, a professional black man, the IQ of the idiot fans around him can be ignored.

Jian Qing and Du Zhilan looked at each other, both of them were concerned.

The "Fire Lotus Demon Emperor" climbed down from Jian Qing's body, straightened his clothes and hair coquettishly, patted the dust that didn't exist at all, raised his chin, and ordered slowly at the end of the shelf: "This sword Daoist Qing is my lord, cough, my honored guest, please don't neglect me."

He paused slightly, and emphasized: "Be as respectful as you treat me, you know?"

Is it the same as treating His Highness?Doesn't that mean there are two His Royal Highnesses?But there is only one Demon Emperor, so what should I do?

The little demons looked at each other's underdeveloped heads and thought hard for a while, and finally knelt down in unison, and said loudly: "I obey, Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, Queen."

"..."

Du Zhilan burst out laughing out loud, overjoyed, and before he had laughed enough, he heard a cold and low voice coming from behind his ears: "What——Emperor, Empress?"

"Cough..." Du Zhilan only felt a bunch of goose bumps on the back of his neck, turned his head to put on a pitiful face, and said with a mournful face, "It's none of my business, Jianqing."

Jian Qing gave a look of "I will settle accounts with you later", there was no expression on his face, but the clasped hands crackled the bones.Du Zhilan's heart thumped, thinking, anyway, he would be beaten up anyway, and how much less has he been beaten by Jian Qing?The young master has very thick skin and flesh, so he is not afraid!

With the mood of breaking the pot, he simply made enough money to talk about it.

From the corner of Jianqing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of his eyes flickering, and his heart was secretly vigilant. Suddenly, Du Zhilan swung his sleeves, and hugged himself tightly, and couldn't break free for a while.

Just when Jian Qing was wondering about this guy's sudden and brute strength, Du Zhilan still didn't think it was enough, so he shamelessly put his mouth together and kissed him carelessly.

In the end, he wiped his mouth domineeringly, and said with a loud "ha" laugh: "I am in a good mood today, pardon you and others for the crime of rudeness, and quickly repair the hall. Tonight, I will hold a banquet to entertain the distinguished guests. Hahaha!"

Du Zhilan, a counterfeit, dares to stick his nose on his face, and it will shine bright when given some sunshine. Do he really think everyone else is a fool?

Hei Hong didn't expect this to happen, and the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop, staring blankly at the group of monsters who were beating their lives to death just now, and really started repairing the hall.

He was speechless.

Du Zhilan looked with satisfaction at the younger brothers who had just been recruited, who were meticulous and enthusiastic about his orders, and suddenly felt the pride of pointing out the country.

Zhenxiu waved Fang Qiu, holding the beauty in his arms.

Is there anything more pleasant than this?

"Jianqing beauty, follow me to the inner hall to reminisce about the old days." Du Zhilan opened his mouth and said, the corner of his mouth was about to grin to the ears, and walked in with his arms around the person.

Unexpectedly, after pulling for a while, it didn't pull.

Du Zhilan looked back, and suddenly a shock went straight from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

Jian Qing's face was livid and almost black, his black eyes overflowed with cold light, the veins on his forehead twitched, and the top of his head was about to emit black smoke.

Squeeze out word by word from between the teeth.

"Say, do you want to be steamed or fried..."