The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Song Ningqing lived here in the theater called "Kechouxin".He was sandwiched between the young and young girls, watching them walk lightly through the long vermilion corridor.

Song Ningqing heard the slight breathing of the monster. Song Ningqing had been on the Chiyun Plain for a long time before, and he was already very sensitive to the movement of the monster.

When he turned his head slightly, he saw balls of black magic energy floating in the air, making a slight roar.Song Ningqing lowered her eyelashes slightly, as if she had never seen them before, imitating those young children, shivering and nervously walking through the corridor quickly, and returning to the hall.

In the lobby of the museum, there are hanging curtains of various colors, and each curtain separates a new space, where there are beautiful male or female monsters sitting or lying down.

Human beings cannot sit there, they are in short supply, and of course good things must be given to His Holiness first.If the venerable is tired of playing and there is something left, let's talk about it.

Therefore, when seeing the group of humans wearing soft white clothes, who had just bathed and hurried past behind the curtain, the monsters in the lobby did not bother to take a second look.

Song Ningqing just followed the group of children into their temporary room.The room was huge, and the floor was covered with a bright red blanket, the fur of an unknown animal, and the soles of the feet felt warm when they stepped on it.Two coffee tables of the same color as the carpet, soft white gauze and a screen divide the entire huge room into two, thus dividing the men's and women's quarters.

"Everyone, everyone has eaten, so go to sleep."

Zhou Bairui and a few others came in last, all holding trays in their hands, and there were bowls of Lingmi in the trays.

Song Ningqing smelled the smell, and looked at its shape, it was indeed the appearance of human spirit rice.

Zhou Bairui said before that there is a place leading to the human world, which seems to be true.

"Elder Immortal, you can eat."

After Zhou Bairui distributed the Lingmi, he handed the last bowl to Song Ningqing.The number of them is fixed, so there is only so much food, and there will be no extra bowl.

Song Ningqing smiled and shook her head, since entering the Demon Realm, he has not eaten for a long time.Jindan cultivators could have fasted grains, but sects such as Taohualuo still hope that they can live like a human being, not a fairy who eats wind and drinks dew.

"I don't need it, but if there is any left..."

Song Ningqing took out the Qiankun bag from his sleeve, and released fat, plump potatoes from the Qiankun bag.

"Give this little sparrow a few grains."

Fat Potato rolled onto the soft blanket and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north for a while, but it quickly remembered, chirped, and threw itself on Song Ningqing, looking at Song Ningqing from top to bottom. Injured, this is relieved.

"Yeah! What a fat tit!"

"Like a ball!"

The boys and girls who hadn't seen anything in the world for a long time became excited and gathered around Song Ningqing one after another.It was the first time that Fat Tudou was so attractive to people, and he was a bit flustered after coming to the Demon Realm for so long.

"Twitter~twitter!" Nowhere~ I'm not fat enough!

Immediately, someone picked up some Lingmi, rubbed them into small balls and handed them to Fat Tudou. Fat Tudou looked back at Song Ningqing, saw him smiling and nodding, and then opened his mouth to eat whole.

Song Ningqing leaned against the carved window panes in this room, and saw that the outside had been replaced with new red lanterns, and the candles in the lanterns were very brightly picked, illuminating the place like the warm sun.

Fat Potato chirped and played with the human children, laughing happily.However, suddenly there were three sounds of wooden sticks hitting copper bells outside, and Zhou Bairui and others stopped laughing.

"Everyone, let's go to sleep after eating."

Zhou Bairui immediately put the empty bowl away and put it on the tray.He turned around and opened the wooden door, put the tray outside the door, and saw a long red snake swimming on the floor, rolled up the tray, and took it downstairs.

Zhou Bairui shuddered, and immediately closed the door.Although those demons were very well-behaved because they were dedicated to Venerable Mingzhao, but every time they saw those monsters looking at them, as if they were looking at food, they still felt cold all over their bodies.

Song Ningqing saw them passing through the screen, lying down and sleeping on both sides.The older ones take care of the younger ones, cover them with quilts, and then cover their ears.

Cover your... ears?Song Ningqing was feeling surprised when she heard the panting sounds of some female monsters faintly coming from the surroundings.Song Ningqing looked at the red faces of those boys and girls, then went to the coffee table and searched for a pen and paper.

Song Ningqing closed her eyes and listened to the cries in the air, the sound of the wind, and the direction of the flow of demonic energy. When many demonic energies converged, resulting in mixed breaths, she immediately mobilized a little spiritual energy to draw a picture on the piece of paper like a bird holding a branch. Mute to come.

Song Ningqing started to write again, and folded out a few paper sparrows.Then Song Ningqing pasted the talisman on the wall, and put the paper sparrow in his sleeve pocket, the voices gradually died down, and then the whole room became silent.

Zhou Bairui turned to look at Song Ningqing in surprise, Song Ningqing made a booing gesture, and picked up the fat potatoes rolling around on the ground.

"There are many monsters here. To prevent exposure, I can only use a little spiritual power, so I will silence you for now."

Song Ningqing sat in front of the carved window again, and the fat potato was lying in Song Ningqing's warm and soft arms, already blowing bubbles in her sleep.

"Does the fairy not sleep?" Zhou Bairui asked.

"...I'll keep watch."

Song Ningqing shook her head, smiled lightly at Zhou Bairui, and then turned her head to look out the window.Zhou Bairui's face became hot from that smile, and the boy sleeping next to him also whispered "Xianchang's smile is so beautiful".

Isn't this man just smiling nicely?He is fine all over.Whether it's the hair, the skin, or the elegant facial features, even the bare feet are delicate.

He just sat so upright, with a relaxed posture, and when he said "night watch", it made people feel at ease, as if this place was not some terrible demon realm, but the sea of ​​clouds that day, so peaceful.

Zhou Bairui couldn't help being a little worried, how good it would be to be spotted by that lecherous venerable tomorrow when the fairy grows up in the Jiuhui Hall.

"Xianchang, didn't you say that there is another junior brother here?"

On the other side of the screen, a girl who was not asleep asked softly.

"Hmm..." Song Ningqing nodded, looking at the red fire and alluring scenery outside the window, "He must be very angry."

"If he is fine this time, I will listen to him whatever he wants to do in the future."

Listening to Song Ning's calm and breezy words, everyone felt a little melancholy from it for some reason, and couldn't help but comfort each other.

"The fairy head is so powerful, and the fairy head's junior is also very good!"

"Don't worry, Immortal Elder!"

……

Listening to the noise, Song Ningqing rolled over the fat potato in his arms, and nodded with a smile.

"So best."

The Scarlet Flame Demon Realm, the Millennium Dreamless Valley.

Xiao Heng stood in the valley, holding the spirit sword in his hand, and the bone demon around him had been reduced to dust.The remaining bone demons were terrified, and they all retreated to the other side of the canyon.

Xiao Heng was covered in cuts and bruises. In order to resist a bone demon who had sneaked up on him just now, the upper left arm was scratched by a bone spur, and the flesh was rolled up and blood was flowing.

However, no matter how fragrant and sweet Xiao Heng's flesh and blood were, those bone demons did not dare to approach easily.They are very clear that the sword in the human hand is the nemesis of monsters.

A few death-reporting birds faintly flew by in the air, seeing the mess in the valley, they flapped their wings and flew higher.However, they flew fast, and the sword qi chasing behind them was even faster.

Hearing the mournful cry of the dead bird, two of them fell into the valley with their wings cut off, and Xiao Heng raised his hand to catch them.

"...You really look like a great demon king."

Yu Yihan trembled exaggeratedly, and the bones all over his body seemed to be reorganized, making a rattling sound.

"It's rare that there are crows in the Demon Realm."

Xiao Heng quickly removed the fur and peeled the skin, then roasted the magical bird called the Death-reporting Bird, which is called the Crow in the world.

"Although this is a demon realm, the demonic aura is not strong. There is still some aura of heaven and earth nearby. Otherwise, how could the wild grass, wild trees, and those squawking crows grow in this valley?"

Yu Yihan squatted by the bonfire, watching the crow quickly turn brown, emitting bursts of meaty aroma.

"Eat?"

Xiao Heng tore off a bird's leg and handed it to Yu Yihan, who pointed at his empty chest and ribs in a very dejected manner.

"How do I eat it? Just drop it out."

Xiao Heng felt that these words made sense, and turned his head to look at Little Sweet Potato squatting on the stone beside him.

"Eat?"

The little sweet potato's hairs are all fried, and it is fluffy and chirping non-stop, which probably means "birds don't eat birds"!

After Xiao Heng finished listening, he didn't say a word, and ate up the two crows.

"firewood."

After Xiao Heng finished eating, he threw the bones into the pit on one side and filled them up again.

"I still hate it after eating it all."

Although Yu Yihan didn't roll his eyes, he really wanted to show Xiao Heng one.

Xiao Heng ignored him, and wiped his mouth with his already dirty sleeves. The Prince of Immortal Palace couldn't pick up food, clothing, housing and transportation at this time, he just wanted to leave this lifeless canyon as soon as possible.

Seeing Xiao Heng walking towards the valley again, Yu Yihan quickly scrambled to catch up.

"The two dragons are still fighting outside! Why are you going!"

"...I have improved my cultivation and want to give it a try."

Xiao Heng broke away from Yu Yihan's skeletal hand, and behind him, Little Sweet Potato caught up anxiously, chirping with his small mouth.

However, without Song Ningqing, Xiao Heng would not listen to anyone.

"Ouch! Little Sweet Potato, you go collect the corpse later! I won't go!" Yu Yihan said angrily.

Xiao Heng stood at the entrance of the valley, watching the two giant dragons roaring and flicking their tails at each other, exhaling icy cold breath from their mouths.The hard boulder was instantly shattered by the long tail, and a few small stones fell to the mouth of the valley.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiao Heng raised his left foot slightly. This time, his foot stepped out of the valley.

After a momentary pause, Xiao Heng moved his toes slightly and ran forward with all his strength.

In the Red Flame Demon Realm, gods, evil spirits and ghosts hate Taiwan.

Early the next morning, Song Ningqing reckoned that the group of teenagers had only slept for less than three hours, and then got up one after another.Zhou Bairui called Song Ningqing, and they went to the bathroom to wash up again.

Although there were no monsters with them, they might have been intimidated earlier, but they still obeyed the rules obediently.

"Actually, there were a few people earlier," Zhou Bairui bit his lip, "Because they were disobedient, so..."

Song Ningqing nodded, then washed it obediently, and changed into a soft white shirt again.But this time after leaving the bathroom, on the long vermilion corridor, there was a humanoid male monster wrapped in a black gown and blindfolded, leaning against the wall with a pipe in his mouth and waiting.

"All right? Come with me."

Hounu, as the director of Kechouxin, the biggest theater of gods, evils and ghosts, this time, in order to please the Venerable Mingzhao, he deliberately went to the world to select beautiful young girls when there was a gap in the gap earlier.

They are carefully raised after they are caught, and the ones that are really bad are eaten.If there are one or two that the Venerable Mingzhao likes, that's enough.

The throat slave licked his lips and walked quickly on the corridor, sometimes sighing and sometimes laughing, which made all the young men and women who followed him tremble.

The Throat Slave stopped suddenly, turned his head and made a sniffing motion.

"It always feels a little more human."

Zhou Bairui became nervous, Song Ningqing gave him a comforting smile, then gently slowed down her breathing and heartbeat, and saw the throat slave smell left and right, then shook her head and continued to walk forward.

"Follow!"

Everyone felt relieved, and hurriedly followed behind Hou Nu.

The Jiuhui Hall is at the top of many theaters, and this long corridor is also built along the rocks and roofs all the way to the highest point.There are often people with weak legs on the road, and Song Ningqing helps them up.After walking for an unknown amount of time, the corridor started to be full of voices again, and they finally arrived in front of the Jiuhui Hall.

"The guest is worried about the new, throat slave."

The throat slave handed a token to the bone demon in front of the main hall, Song Ningqing glanced at it, and there was a cinnabar-like eye engraved on the token.The bone demon took a look, then raised his hand to let people in.

The Jiuhui Hall seems to be built with reference to the shape of the world. It has a broad front hall, a corridor with nine turns and ten bends, and a coquettish red lantern is hung on the corridor. Outside the corridor, there is a pond and a garden with wisteria flowers.This quiet and elegant place is not like a demon realm.

"Could it be... from the human world?" A girl asked softly.

"The craftsmen who captured the world built it."

Others shook their heads, Hou Nu turned his head, everyone was silent, Hou Nu turned his head away again.

"You guessed right, but it was built by captured humans."

"Then... what about them?"

Someone boldly asked, and the throat slave let out a sneer.

"died."

I don't know how many corridors have been bypassed. Hounu stood in front of a side hall and opened the door to let these fresh things in.

"At night, His Holiness remembered that you would send demons to summon people."

After the throat slave said this, he closed the door forcefully, humming a strange song that humans couldn't understand, and walked out.

It's just that he didn't say, if the venerable can't remember, what will happen to these human beings?

"Don't be afraid."

Song Ningqing took out a few paper sparrows that she made last night from her sleeve pockets, and let them out of the window.

"Before the venerable didn't look at you, you should be fine."

Song Ningqing comforted her, and seeing the boys and girls nodded calmly, they hugged their knees and locked themselves in the corner of the wall.

Song Ningqing looked at this place, it was clearly in the center of the Demon Realm, but there was some aura of heaven and earth, presumably there should be some channels connecting with the human world.Song Ningqing released Fat Tudou and asked him to talk to those children, don't be too flustered.

Song Ningqing slid her fingers slightly on her palm, confirming the whereabouts of those paper sparrows.The Jiuhui Hall is really too vast, if you really want to see all of them, it may be midnight.

And everyone waited, and they waited for a long time.Although they were sent to the Jiuhui Hall early in the morning, the Venerable had a lot of rare things at hand, and human beings were not considered special rare things.

You can see that Venerable Mingzhao opened up theaters all over his territory because of his lust, and you can see that this demon is not only lustful, but also likes the new and dislikes the old.I'm afraid he won't be able to see all the good things in his palace for a while.

The monsters in the Jiuhui Hall are used to serving rare items that have not been inspected by Venerable Mingzhao, and they are given enough Lingmi per head for lunch and dinner.

Song Ningqing also got a bowl this time, so she didn't give in this time and ate bit by bit.

Until the night, Venerable Mingzhao still didn't have any, and those who couldn't hold on had already fallen asleep.Everyone was a little bit out of energy, or sitting or lying in the side hall.

Song Ningqing looked out the window, finally moved her finger slightly, and tapped on the palm.He stood up and said softly to Zhou Bairui.

"There seems to be some eyebrows, I'll go out for a while."

"Immortal! Immortal be careful!"

Zhou Bairui grabbed Song Ningqing's sleeve, and Song Ningqing raised her head to stroke his hair.

"understood."

After Song Ningqing finished speaking, she went out from the half-closed window. I don't know if those monsters were too confident, or they thought that humans were gutless rats. There were no monsters guarding the corridor outside.

But just in case there was a monitoring demon nearby, Song Ningqing stepped on a tree beside the road and walked slowly through the dense forest.

A little paper sparrow stopped at a pavilion in the west, where it could not move forward, as if there was some barrier in the air.Song Ningqing guessed where the paper sparrow was going, so she also walked west.

Above the main hall of the Jiuhui Hall, Venerable Mingzhao drank thirty jars of wine, and just when he thought it was interesting, he asked the monsters serving around him to bring a team of dancers to have a look.

Sha Wumen entered from the corner door at the side, and whispered in his ear.

"Oh...you haven't found him yet?"

The red-haired monster listened with narrowed eyes, then suddenly raised a palm and hit Sha Wumen on the palace gate of the palace.

"It really is trash."

Venerable Mingzhao stood up staggeringly, raised his foot and kicked the visible table, and walked towards the apse alone.

"Is there anything new?"

There are monsters on the road saying that there are delicate human beings, beautiful female demons, or Yuanzhu that can improve cultivation.After hearing this, Venerable Mingzhao continued to walk forward with a blank expression.

"You kill yourself."

As soon as he said this, the monsters following him knelt down one after another, with their foreheads stuck to the ground, not daring to move.

It was night in the Demon Realm, and it looked like a royal palace in the world during the day, but it changed strangely at night.

The clear pond gradually turned into blood, and the neatly trimmed flower branches gradually produced black scales.Venerable Mingzhao walked forward stepping on the pond water, when he was under a certain tree, he suddenly raised his hand and tore off all the hanging branches.

Venerable Mingzhao stuck those branches to the tip of his nose and took a deep sniff.Then he raised the corners of his mouth high, the sharp teeth looming in his mouth, his red eyes gleaming red, and he headed west.

Song Ningqing reached the west turret with ease all the way, because of Song Ningqing's arrival, the little paper sparrow also felt it, flapping its small wings and flying back to Song Ningqing's side.

Song Ningqing put the paper sparrow back into her sleeve pocket, and looked up at this exquisite little turret.

Song Ningqing first threw a stone over there, then attached some spiritual power to the stone, and threw it again.Song Ningqing jumped off the branch and walked over there until there was no movement at the four corners of the turret.

Song Ningqing was a little nervous, but time was not enough, he still raised his hand and gently pushed the wooden door open, then quickly leaned against the door.However, after the door was pushed open, there was no movement. Song Ningqing stepped into the door carefully, and then closed the wooden door again with her backhand, and the gate was locked.

This place... is like a Tibetan pavilion.Song Ningqing lowered her breath and heartbeat inside, walking between the shelves like an invisible ghost.

In the Tibetan Pavilion, Song Ningqing released the paper sparrow again. The paper sparrow flew up and down here, landing lightly on each shelf like a butterfly, and then turned around and landed on the last shelf.

Song Ningqing followed and walked over. On the last shelf, there were only a few books here and there, and there were more things in the shape of water drops and gems.

The gem seemed to contain endless spiritual power, Song Ningqing vaguely remembered that it was like a high-grade spiritual stone in a mine somewhere in the world.Song Ningqing raised her hand and groped around on the shelf until she found a piece of spirit stone stuck tightly in the compartment.Song Ningqing tried to twist left and right, but saw that the spirit stone moved slightly, and it could indeed turn.

Song Ningqing was overjoyed and was about to turn around when she heard a thick and cold snake-like moaning sound outside the turret.

"do you like to watch?"

Venerable Mingzhao stood outside the turret, and behind him were fallen branches that he dragged all the way.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the faint peach blossom fragrance that tickled his heart was indeed here.

The turret was silent, as if there were only those dead things inside.

"I don't think you know, night... is when the devil wakes up."

Venerable Mingzhao stuck out his tongue and licked the saliva around his mouth, as if this could temporarily stop his hunger and thirst.

"Come out and let me see you."

Song Ningqing held the spirit stone tightly with his fingers. He traveled on the plains. In order to avoid monsters, he had taught himself the method of restraining his breath. Even if he walked among a group of hyenas, he would not attract their attention.

why...

However, before Song Ningqing could think about it, the gate of the turret began to rattle slightly.What is the role of the door bars on his gate?

In the Millennium Dreamless Valley, Xiao Heng finally woke up.He felt his forehead was heavy, and tried to open his eyes, only to find that it was Little Sweet Potato lying on his forehead, keeping him warm.

Xiao Heng sat up, his whole body ached, and about two ribs were broken, so he didn't dare to breathe loudly.

The little sweet potato fell from his forehead, chattering about his health.

"The ribs have been attached to you."

Yu Yihan was leaning on a stone and playing with a broken bone, seeing that Xiao Heng woke up, he threw the broken bone to Xiao Heng.

"Originally, seeing that you were swept away by the dragon's tail, you were doomed. Unexpectedly, you could temporarily draw your sword to protect yourself, and you could even cut off a bit of the dragon's bone."

Xiao Heng looked at the keel in his palm, the tentacles were cold, but not as hard as he imagined.

"I dreamed about senior brother." Xiao Heng said.

"Then?"

"Gone."

Xiao Heng shook his head, grasping the keel tightly with his palms, and could only swallow the rest of the words.

The dream is the opposite, Xiao Heng thought, the brother should be fine.