"You, did you take them?"

The rabbit eight urgently retracted their strength and landed on the ground. Looking at the person and demon who didn't know the matter, he was a little surprised and suspicious: "No, it's not right... Why would there be monsters in the Demon-Slaying Hall? Could it be..."

"You guessed that little demon is from the Dharma Refining Hall, and that swordsman is from the Demon Slaying Hall."

An Qisheng glanced at the ignorant little cabbage.

With the brief awakening of Yuan Mouren underground, the aura on the cabbage demon became stronger and stronger. Although the spirit was opened for a few days, the demonic energy vaguely showed a tendency to surpass this rabbit demon.

A wisp of demonic aura of the big demon is more than the little demon’s practice for dozens or hundreds of years.

"What, what?"

Tuba was a little confused: "You, why are you even provoking the demons of the Dharma Refining Hall? The people and demons in the Dharma Refining Hall are all crazy and crazy monsters."

The rabbit, who had never had any fights with humans or demons, was a little panicked at this time and turned back and forth, like an ant on a hot pan.

But I couldn't hold on to the "imperial demeanor" I had controlled for a long time.

Good guy, I am not in line with the Demon-Slaying Hall, and now my "subjects" have offended the Dharma Refining Hall.

Who can withstand this?

"Whether a human or a demon is killed, what's the big deal?"

After looking at the rabbit demon who wanted to clean up the soft and ran away immediately, An Qisheng shook his head: "Looking forward and behind, I'm afraid of this and that, don't talk about the demon king, you can't even be a demon."

Even though he shook his head, An Qisheng also knew it.

A little rabbit demon who had been studying in Tibet and only searching for primary school students in the countryside for several years, naturally could not expect him to have any great ambition.

"Who is afraid?"

After being said by the "subordinate", Rabbit Ba felt a little worried: "Not mentioning these two small characters, even the master of the Demon Slaying Hall and the Dharma Refining Hall came together, the Eighth Master was not afraid!"

"Shame, shy, shy~~~"

Before An Qisheng could speak, Cai Xiaobai started shouting.

Tuba became more and more unable to hold her face, and gritted her teeth and glared at the little cabbage: "Shut up!"

"hehe......"

An Qisheng smiled, without pointing out the rabbit demon's little thoughts, and said, "Since that's the case, let's go to the two homes' stations to go..."

“???You, you…”

The rabbit demon suddenly looked up, and his eyes suddenly became a little incredible when he looked at An Qisheng.

His spirit is extremely sensitive, so of course he can hold on to this sentence, which is definitely not a joke.

"Instead of waiting for someone to come to the door, it's better to come to the door by yourself."

An Qisheng's face was calm, but the rabbit demon made the backwards repeatedly, as if he was greatly frightened: "You, aren't you Bodhi?"

An Qisheng wanted to answer, but he suddenly looked up as if he had some awareness and looked into the dark night.

That is the direction where one’s “orthodox” is...

what happened?

......

The night is dark and silent, and there seems to be only the sound of wind and snow between the heaven and earth.

Among the renovated Zhenhai Palace, most people have fallen asleep, but a small number of people have just finished their work.

"Today, I can only stay in the woodshed for one night..."

Lin Boxun beat his sore and numb arms, lying on the straw covered in the woodshed with clothes. He didn't feel cold just after he finished his work.

But when the sweat fell, I felt the wind coming into the crack of the door, as cold as the bones.

In the original Zhenhai Palace, the place where the servants lived was quite good, and they were even much better than ordinary people.

However, most of the war was destroyed by the King of Zhenhai's Mansion. During these days, I was actively preparing for the war, so naturally not many people went to repair the house.

Therefore, until this time, the Zhenhai Palace could not be restored to its original state. Many houses were not allowed to live in, so naturally the servants could not live in any good houses.

"No, it's too cold..."

Lin Boxun rubbed his hands and face, gritted his teeth and stood up. It was a taboo to make fire in the woodshed room. Of course, he didn't dare, but he couldn't stand the cold at this time, but he couldn't take care of so much.

With the fire, Lin Boxun breathed a sigh of relief, took off his sweaty clothes, hung them carefully by the fire, and lay down against the fire with the thatched straw.

In my heart, I remembered the houses I cleaned with other servants during the day, and I felt envious.

That is where people live, but unfortunately, I can't sleep with a bed like the young master in my life, right?

Although there is an example of Qin Honghai rising from a guard guard to a guest official, he does not feel that he has such ability.

Before Qin Honghai rose, he was also a personal soldier of King Zhenhai. He was born and died for more than ten years. He had nothing to know about his words and did not even have Wu.

Worshiping the Giant Spirit God is not pious enough...

Envy and sadness surged in my heart, but thinking about tomorrow's work, Lin Boxun still gritted his teeth and forced himself to close his eyes.

Relying on the little warmth of the fire, Lin Boxun gradually fell asleep.

"Bo Xun, Bo Xun..."

In a daze, Lin Boxun seemed to hear a sound of calling that seemed strange and familiar.

Who is this?

father?

But I don't have a father.

mother?

I don't have a mother, either...

Lin Boxun was in a daze and didn't know what he was doing, but the sound in his ears was getting closer and clearer.

Then, a ray of indescribable light appeared before his eyes.

In a vaguely, he seemed to see a face that made him extremely warm but could not see clearly.

"I'm going to die..."

For no reason, a hint of enlightenment arose in Lin Boxun's heart, but beyond expectations, he did not have the thought of worry, fear, or fear.

Just stared at the face that was invisible in front of him.

It seems like a moment, it seems like a long time.

He heard a voice that seemed to come from a very distant place: "Some people are still alive, but they are dead..."

"Some people, dead, but they are still alive..."

A sound like a whisper and a thunder bomb filled Lin Boxun’s heart:

"Do you want to really live?"

Good food and clothing,

Wealth and wealth,

Gold and silver beauty...

The sound seemed to be magical.

Everything that could be thought of and unexpected was surging in Lin Boxun's heart, which was a beauty that he had never had in his dreams.

So much so that he was stunned and addicted.

boom!

Almost at the same time, that face exploded in front of his eyes and turned into a line of patterns that he had never seen before but could understand its meaning:
Chapter completed!