With the good-for-nothing beauty

When the demon vomited blood, everyone went crazy.

Amid the yelling, Weicheng wanted to pull Xu Basui out of Zhou Jin's arms, but Zehou quickly grabbed his hand back: "Don't move around, he will get angry if the ring is cracked."

However, in the past three seconds, Mozun passed out in Zhou Waste's arms, and there was still no tendency to catch fire.

Ze Hou's eyes lit up, he quickly pushed his beautiful brother back, and excitedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Come on, give me my brother, I will take him back to Nankege for treatment—"

Zhou Jin hugged the slipping Mozun and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't let go, he's very hot."

"I know, so hurry up and take him back to the ice cave."

Ze Hou grabbed Xu Basui's arm, but the moment he pulled him out of Zhou Jin's arms, Xu Basui suddenly burst into flames.

Zehou's right hand was instantly affected by the flames, and half of his hand was burnt unexpectedly.

"Brother Ze/Master Zehou!"

Han Tian stepped forward to help, Ze Hou quickly turned his back and held his hand to recite the formula silently, the black robe rose without wind, and the fire on his right hand went out.

"A small accident." He reluctantly turned around to stabilize his army, but was stunned by the tears in Han Tian's eyes, "...it's really all right."

The bald Xiaobu shouted loudly: "My lord, look at your lord!"

Ze Hou looked sideways, and saw that Zhou Jin hugged Xu Basui again, and the flames on the latter's body were completely extinguished.

All the demon cultivators were stunned. Is this guy a humanoid fire extinguisher?

Weicheng couldn't believe it: "How is it possible..."

Zhou Jin was also stunned for a while, and then his heart burned.He was in a state of distress, but his eyes were terribly bright. He directly picked up the knees of the man in his arms and hugged the Mozun horizontally, and blurted out: "I am the ice cave."

Everyone was shocked by his gesture of hugging the demon king and his second-best remarks.

Zhou Jin hugged him firmly, his eyes burning: "I'll take him back to Nanke Pavilion, who can heal his wounds?"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of bombing above everyone's heads. When they looked up, the violent meteorite rain smashed outside the invisible barrier, shattering into a pile of terrible charred sand and sparks.

This is how the scorched and barren landscape of the Demon Realm came about.

Zheng Taixiao pulled his scalp tightly: "Today's meteorite rain is still out of temper as usual, the color is thick, and the Lord is injured, so what should we do?"

Ze Hou made a decisive decision: "Han Tian and the four guardians guard the barriers everywhere, and Weicheng and I will protect the Lord together."

Han Tian took out a bandage from his sleeve, stepped forward to bandage Zehou, the movement was done in one go, then bent down: "I see."

For some reason, Zehou felt a little stuck, but the situation was urgent and he didn't have time to pay attention, so he drew a teleportation array and urged Zhou Jin to take Xu Basui away.

Zhou Jin hugged Mozun tightly, closed his eyes and opened them again, he had already arrived at the gate of Nanke Pavilion.Taotie squatted at the door and wagged its tail. Seeing four people appear out of nowhere, its hair stood up in fright. The half-dead orange cat lying on top of it opened its big green eyes, and only Zhou Jin was reflected in the cat's pupils.

Zehou pushed open the door, and the cold air condensed on the sleeves of the three of them.

"Take him to the cold jade bed."

When Zhou Jin stepped into Nanke Pavilion, his lips and teeth trembled from the cold, but the demon in his arms was like a fire, and if he hugged him tighter, his body would warm up.

When he was sent to the cold jade couch, he was still tightly holding onto Mozun's hand, refusing to let go.

Zehou didn't say anything, but pointed at the center of Xu Basui's eyebrows, and the surging spiritual power poured into the spirit vein that went out.

"Weicheng, draw a cold gathering formation."

Weicheng half-kneeled on the ground, stretching out his hands to gather spirits on the ice.As soon as the formation took shape, the cold air under the entire Nanke Pavilion rushed towards the blazing little Demon Lord.

The face of Zhou Jin who was the closest was suddenly pale, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

"Zhou Baiyuan, let go if you can't stand it." The bandage on Zehou's right hand was also frosted, and the burnt hand healed slowly.

Zhou Jin shook his head inaudibly, looking exhausted, but his eyes were full of the aura that he would never give up until Xu Basui woke up.

Ze Hou didn't care about it, and concentrated on suppressing the spiritual flow of the little brother's runaway.

The three of them performed their own duties, and it was unknown how long they persisted. Zhou Jin's pupils trembled: "His hand is gone."

The cold iron ring on the little finger of Mozun's right hand gradually took shape, and that wrinkled face suddenly became peaceful, and he lay down like a salted fish with his eyes closed.

Only then did Ze Hou let out a breath, coughed several times, and took advantage of the situation to lean against Wei Cheng who got up and came.The color of his black robe became lighter in an instant, and it took a while to restore the original pitch black.

There are younger brothers on both sides of Weicheng, and they want to see Xu Basui but can't let go of Zehou, they are very anxious.

"My lord is fine, let him rest for a while. Weicheng, help me out." Zehou looked at him and whispered, "I have something to say to you."

Weicheng was stunned, and immediately said in Zhou Jin's direction: "But he can't stay here."

Zhou Jin glared angrily, and burst out in his heart: What kind of moldy onion is this person?

Ze Hou coughed again and again: "He is a useless person, he can't threaten Xiao Ke. Besides, he is so cold, it's better to stay by Xiao Ke's side."

Zhou Jin nodded immediately.

Zehou didn't say any more, he half-delayed and half-coaxed his beautiful younger brother out of the Nanke Pavilion, the sun outside the palace was brilliant, at least an hour had passed.He took Weicheng to his own residence, and the moment he entered the house, he laid a thick sound-proof barrier, and he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion holding Weicheng's hand.

"Brother Ze!"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Ze Hou's eyelids dripped with cold sweat, he leaned half on his body, and sighed softly.

Weicheng helped him to go to the bed, accidentally touched his injured hand, Zehou's cold sweat became more intense.

"Brother Ze, take a good rest, I don't worry about it, I'll go see my brother again." Weicheng was still in a hurry, Zehou couldn't laugh or cry, he kept talking and refusing to let go: "Cough, cough, wait a minute, trust me Hey, Xiao Ke is really fine. His self-control is far better than before, you should believe him if you don’t believe me. Don’t leave, I have something to ask you.”

Weicheng was full of worry: "What's wrong?"

"You..." Ze Hou took a deep breath, "Have you secretly counted Xiao Ke's fate?"

As soon as the person left, Zhou Jin collapsed, unbearably cold, and tremblingly took Mozun's hand and pressed it to his face.His eyes were glued to Demon Venerable, and he couldn't move away from the first time he saw him, as if he was naturally attracted to him.

The devil lay half dead like a salted fish with a high fever, usually arrogant and majestic, poking on the high platform like a little giant, until he picked it up with his own hands and found that the bones were no more than that.

Zhou Jin looked at him for a long time, and tremblingly called softly: "Xu Basui..."

Of course, Mozun lay down peacefully.

Zhou Jin was cold and tired, but he held the Demon Lord's other hand again, and said to himself in a low voice: "What are you doing to save me, if I'm not relatives or relatives... If I die, Xiangsiyin will dissolve it, Zhou Yaoguang is also relieved, you know that... If you really hate me so much, don't worry about my life..."

He was so tired that he lowered his head, only to see the dried blood on his chest, his heart constricted again, his eyes and throat were sore and swollen.

He talked to himself for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth, biting the demon's wrist with his canine teeth.

The system that was secretly observing at this time:? ? ?

Hmm, does the protagonist hate the villain Zai Zai even more?Want to bite him to death?

Sure enough, after a while, the little black flower slowly approached the villain Zai Zai, getting closer and closer, and her lips were almost stuck together...

The alarm bell of the system was loud and there was a question mark on his forehead. It was too late to say it, but then the villain Zai Zai moved—he opened his mouth and hiccupped, spraying a bunch of small sparks from his throat.

Xu Basui felt much more comfortable after hiccupping, opened his eyes reluctantly, and saw a drop of water falling from the ice on the roof of Nanke Pavilion just in time, falling on his face and condensing into an ice flower.

Cool and comfortable.

Xu Basui licked his lower lip and wanted to get up, but suddenly felt a tight hand, and then saw a black man kneeling beside the bed, still holding his hand and refusing to let go.

Xu Basui was taken aback: "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

There was something that seemed to be a blue vein on the nigger's forehead, and he raised his head angrily, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes wronged and angry.The facial features are still familiar, but the face is like the bottom of a pot, and the long eyelashes seem to be bald.

Oh my god - really, little black flower.

Xu Basui, who didn't know what happened, didn't hold back, and let out a pop.

Zhou Jin mistakenly thought that the devil was about to vomit blood again, and his liver and gallbladder were on the verge of splitting, who knew...

Mozun just laughed and let out a cock crow.