He and It

Yan Huan was immediately overjoyed. If his dragon's tail was exposed, he would have to shake it desperately. He resisted the thought of saying something else - in order to prevent Liu Fuguang from getting bored, he set a limit and said that he would talk to the other party as little as possible within a day.

"Okay, okay, just concentrate on resting. If you want anything, just touch the bell next to you...or just take a look at it." He suppressed his joy and watched Liu Fuguang silently put the candy into his mouth. It's sweeter than eating a sea of ​​candies. "I, I'm leaving first...I'll come see you when I take medicine tomorrow."

Others would use one step to describe their separation and look back three times, but if it were Yan Huan, it would only take one step to turn back ten times.

He put the candy box next to the bed and walked out of the Dragon Palace reluctantly. He wanted to delve deeper into what could attract Liu Fuguang's interest. At this moment, a demon cultivator who was a messenger came forward and put his hand in the loose clothes. Under the robe, he was so afraid that his calves were shaking, but he still suppressed his fear and begged: "Supreme, little man... I have come to invite the Supreme to the banquet. If I can receive the teachings from the Supreme, I will be really lucky... "

Going to a banquet?

Yan Huan kept thinking hard and didn't even give the messenger a look.

He allowed some demon cultivators to live here just because Liu Fuguang lacked the manpower to serve him, and the number of times he could enter and exit the dormitory in a day was very limited.

Choosing these demonic cultivators, firstly, they can collect materials from nearby, and secondly, if he brings righteous monks or ordinary people to the Dragon Palace, he cannot just crush them to death. In that case, Liu Fuguang will definitely be angry and simply find these no matter what. No matter how you kill them, you can count them as demon cultivators who have done good deeds, so it is convenient to use them.

Ant, who is positioned as a consumable product, also wants to invite him to a banquet.

Yan Huan thought casually that if the messenger didn't escape after three breaths, he would peel off his skin from head to tail and hang him upside down. Without the obstruction of human skin, the blood flowing backward on the texture is like the teeth of a comb, which is indeed somewhat interesting.

The messenger then said tremblingly: "... Chaoyue Master has said again that he can relieve the Supreme Being's worries and solve problems..."

Yan Huan had a meal.

"He can help me solve my problems?"

This was the first thing he said to the demon cultivator since he woke up.

The messenger immediately shook like chaff, hoarse his voice, and shouted tremblingly: "Yes, yes!"

Yan Huan nodded slightly, and in the next second, he was already in the side hall where the demon cultivators were housed. He ignored the rare, hot and fragrant delicacies in that hall and walked straight to the seat of honor.

"Who is Chao Le?" Dragon God said straight to the point, "Tell me your method."

The palace was filled with noisy demon cultivators, but now it was as quiet as if the whole family had died. After a while, a good-looking demon cultivator stood up, holding a gold plate filled with exquisite delicacies, mustering up the courage to approach Yan Huan.

"Supreme, please, please have some food first..."

Yan Huan's eyes couldn't tell whether they were indifferent or dull. He turned his nine eyes half a circle, taking in the array of cups and cups and the hundred-meter-long table in the hall.

He suddenly smiled.

"Why," the handsome and flawless god smiled, "So, these are all for me to enjoy?"

Seeing his sudden smile, everyone on the scene was intoxicated and breathed a long sigh of relief. The demon cultivator holding the plate was even more happy and said hurriedly: "That's right, that's right! Please use it, Your Majesty, these are..."

Before he finished speaking, the beautiful smile was still on his face, and half of his body was gone.

Of course, he was not the only one. The hundreds of demon cultivators on Yan Huan's right hand were all half-disfigured in an instant!

The bloody blood splashed like a hot spring. Now, the superfluous people finally knew the truth of kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"I am treating my Taoist monk." Staring at his nails, he seemed to be murmuring to himself, "He is weak and I give him medicine every day without even daring to move my eyes. Open it and hope he gets better soon. As long as he looks good, I am in a good mood. As long as he can walk healthily, I am willing to die. Even if he is disturbed by you group of silverfish, I can raise my hand and let him go. Pass."

Yan Huan raised his eyes with a cold expression.

"But the medicine is very bitter, and the treatment process is very uncomfortable. In addition to the bitter medicine, he can only drink a little bit of spiritual dew. I just regret that I can't take it for him. Today, I finally coaxed him to eat a piece of candy. I really I'm so happy, I'm so happy that my heart almost burst." The sweet memories ended, and he looked at the living creatures below expressionlessly, "Speaking of which, he is suffering, what are you doing? A lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, jade delicacies... You are so lucky, aren't you?"

The word "yes" still echoed in the air, and the dishes on the banquet had disappeared.

The belly of the remaining demon cultivator who was still alive suddenly exploded into a round ball. Logically speaking, monks who seek immortality and live for thousands of years will not be bloated to death by a few plates of food, but when they open their mouths, vegetable oil and meat porridge mixed with fairy wine gushes out from their seven orifices, and their bellies also It is as thin as a piece of rice paper and can almost be broken by a blow.

The demon cultivator with the Taoist name Chaole was stunned with fear. He knew that among a group of fellow Taoists who had met a miserable end, he was fine for the time being because Yan Huan still needed his answers.

He scrambled to the ground and rushed to Yan Huan's feet, shouting desperately: "Supreme, please be angry, please spare my life! I have the courage to figure out your thoughts, and then I can offer you advice..."

"The key point." Yan Huan said softly amidst the screams and wails.

Chaole's mind was spinning rapidly, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I forgive you. I am just wondering if the Immortal Lord is not willing to accept your gift. Is it because, because..."

He swallowed his throat, tried all his courage, and gambled on his luck: "...because your gift only comes from your own preferences, not from the Immortal Lord?"

Yan Huan was stunned.

Chao Le simply continued: "That's it...your gifts are very good, but from your point of view, they are all things that you think Xianjun will like. Is it possible that in Xianjun's heart, you don't think so?" What are the attractive ones?”

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