A Demon’s Path

Among the majestic mountains in the Panyu Mountains, two figures, one red and one black, quickly and quickly traveled through the trees.

The two portraits are in a certain competition. No one wants to let anyone. The shadows of red and black are almost side by side. Only occasionally there is a big tree in front of them. They only slightly deviate from the figure and escape from the front. tree.

At the end of the forest, there is a tree that is as large as tens of meters and surrounded by five trees. The branches of the big tree are as thick as a single arm, making it look like a humanoid monster with thousands of arms.

Both figures came to the big tree almost at the same time, and then stepped straight up the tree’s back.

As soon as it reached the top of the tree, the red figure suddenly waved to the face of the black figure.

The black figure’s body paused a little, then slowed it down half a beat, and the red figured man reached the top of the big tree first.

The person with a red figure stands on the top of a big tree and asks the person who stands in black in a condescending manner: “How is the Qin ink wind? I won this time. Can you let me go?”

The figure in black is the Qinzhushan wind, and the person in the red figure naturally is the Tang who escaped from the battlefield of the gods with him.

I don’t know how to do it, and even if Mozun left Tang, he would not allow Tang to leave Panshan unless Tang could overcome the ink in the ink.

This is the third time the two raced. The first twenty-nine times were defeated by the Qin and Mo. This time, Tang finally got a little faster.

Qin Mo-feng looked shockless and calm, and said calmly, “You are foolproof and you can say it well.”

If Don shrugged and giggled, “I said small wind. I just just slapped my sleeves. I couldn’t get it.”

There was a slight reddish appearance on the pale face of the Qin ink wind: “I have said many times. Don’t call me small.”

If Tang jumped from the tree, he looked at Qin Mofeng with a smile. “You are younger than me. What’s wrong with your wind?”

Qin Mo wind silent for a moment. As for his teeth, he is naturally not an opponent of Tang Ruo.

Moreover, he is not willing to compete with this woman.

Although he did not know why his father forcibly retained Tang, he let him race with Don. But now he finally understood that his father had made Tangrui a daughter-in-law.

However, I do not know if Tang would understand.

There are more than one hundred thousand miles from the Pangu Cave to the section of the God Tree. And don’t know why, the breath of this distance is particularly suitable for both of them.

After these thirty runs, both of them felt that they wanted to break the green grade and rise to the blue level.

Moreover, during the race between the two, something called affection is slowly growing. If Tang does not know if he feels it, anyway, Qin Mofeng feels that he has changed a lot.

In addition to her own mother, Qin Mo wind in the cold world, there is one more woman, Tang Ruo.

Qin Mofeng looked at Tang if the mature but slightly naughty face, the bottom of my heart did not move about.

“How? I walk!” See Qin Mo wind without words, if Tang said it would go.

“Wait!” Qin Mo wind suddenly shouted, if Tang turned his head, a corner of the corner, a hint of laughter floated to her face: “What happened? Can not bear me?”

Qin Mofeng was also blushing and burning: “To go, we have to talk to my father, or I’m not polite.”

If he saw his face suddenly, he realized: “Yes, I almost forgot the old black who had a bad face.”

Qin Mofeng’s face darkened suddenly. Tang Ruo was too small and too small to call himself Xiao Hei. He dared to call his father old black.

In the beginning, one of the subordinates only said father’s “black clothes,” and his world became dark.

The subordinate’s eyes were dug up by the demon monk, but he only heard what he said to him: “Now, what you see is all black.”

Qin Mo is very scared of the wind, his own old man who does not blink will not be anger, but also if the eyes of Tang if dug.

If Tang feels a little scared, he smiles slightly toward Qin Mofeng: “Let’s go, little wind, see old black.”

The enthusiasm of Qin ink is like a big belly frog: “How many times have you said, don’t call me small wind! No, don’t shout old black!”

The two rushed back to Pangu Cave, and when they first entered the hall of Dong Fuzhong, they saw an acquaintance, an unexpected acquaintance of theirs.

“Empower? How did you come?” Tang asked, surprised. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the seven holy places or in the Seven Magicians?”

Ling Xiaowei smiled and said: “I said Tang Sister, I can’t see you guys? Why don’t you say me? Now, shouldn’t you have already returned to Crystal Club? How could you be here?”

Don rushed into the room with a rare blush, pointing to the sitting in the large chair in the middle of the hall, the demon Mozun: “is not the old black will not let me go …”

If Don felt that he had missed his mouth, he quickly plucked his mouth with his hand, and then he stared at him and looked at Mozun.

However, there was no fear in her eyes, only a little curiosity.

She is curious and tells you how Mozun will react after hearing this “old black”.

“Yeah…” Qin Mofeng, who was not afraid at ordinary times, was anxious: “If Tang is not interested…”

“Well, little wind, there is no need to explain so much.” Enchanted Mozun coldly yelled: “This girl hasn’t said less about me badly. If I care about it, her tongue, eyes, nose, and ears are now gone. .”

Hearing his father did not mean anything, the heart of Qin Mo-feng was finally falling.

“Well, they both arrived. If there is anything, you just say it directly.” There was a bit of impatience with Mozun’s tone and even some arrogance.

People such as Panzun Mozun simply disdain to hide their feelings of love and hate, so Xiao Ling simply does not need to guess what his mood at this time.

However, Ling Xiao more or less can guess why the Panzhu Mozun suddenly had this contempt, so he laughed: “Mo Zun adults must think that I came to you for help.”

Encountered Mozun with a mocking look: “Isn’t it? Didn’t you want to take me here by the affliction of you and the two of them and go back and fight for the position of the Seven Magicians?”

Ling Xiao shook his head: “Mo Zun adults guessed a little, but a lot wrong.”

“Oh, come and listen.” Still, Mozhun still did not erase his mockery. Although the last time I met Ling Xiao was very much appreciated Ling Xiao’s own hard gas, but now even Xiao Ling himself to please the door, which makes the demon Mozun think he seems to overestimate the Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao is not in a hurry, and whisper: “I’m here to just think about the common troubles of my wife and my dear friend, and ask Mo Zeng adults, and don’t intervene in the internal affairs of my seven demon teachings.”

“What?” is not only the Qin ink wind and Tang Ruo. Even Mozun could not help but think that they must have mistaken: “What do you mean by this?”

Ling Xiao said with a confident face: “If the elders of the Seven Evil Demon Mo came to Mozeng adults for help, they also hoped that Mozun adults would not help each other.”

“On these?” Panzun Mozun still feels incredible, and asked again.

Ling Xiao nodded decisively: “These are. As far as the distant sea is far from our Seven Demons, I believe that even if they come, they can not keep up. Xiaoyaohai came to kill the door.”

“Haha, hahaha…” Pan Yu Mo Zun smiled wildly. The laughter shook the whole cave like it was trembling.

Qin Mo wind looked at his father in astonishment. He had never seen him before. His father, who had always been stern, would have been so carefree and laughing.

“Ling Xiao, very good, you are very good, worthy of being the successor of the seven magic ancestors.” Panhu Mozun stopped laughing, a pair of sharp eyes staring at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao still stood steadily, with a habitual smile: “Mo Zun adults, how do you say?”

Pan Zang Mo Zeng patted Ling Xiao’s shoulder: “OK, good boy! Your request, I promised!”