The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 292

The serpent was brought back, along with his three 'loyal' subordinates.

Those three high-level cultivators couldn't escape at all, so they could only follow behind with a bitter face, but in their hearts they cursed at the demon snake.

The demon energy of the demon world lingered, those demons coveted them, if it weren't for the fact that the demon lord did not allow them to move, they would have been torn apart by this group of demons.

"We are willing to swear allegiance to Lord Demon Venerable." The monk at the head is the most sleek, and he is the master of touching porcelain when setting up the stall.

A mouth can speak well, and is good at making a living for himself.

Seeing that the demon has been subdued, maybe it will be stewed soup, he has to make plans earlier, the demon lord does not plan to let them go, be clever, maybe he can be taken as a henchman.

The Demon Venerable wants to use them to attack the human realm.

It is already the trend of the times that the demon world dominates the world, and none of the cultivators can fight, hug their thighs early, and have the opportunity to soar into the sky.

The demon snake was grabbed by his own family, and there was no chance to slip away.

Touching the porcelain to the Demon Queen's body, he was also seen by Mo Guishi, he only felt that his back was cold, and this Demon Venerable really wanted to stew him.

It is common to devour each other in the demon world, and the weak eat the strong.

"I don't want stew."

"I don't like snakes."

The young man's voice was resistant, and he hugged Mo Gui's neck softly.

That sound was heavenly to him.

The demon snake only felt that he was fluttering, and if the teenager wanted to eat him, it was not impossible.

"Then kill, how?" Mo Gui's voice was cool, and it was obvious that what he said was true.

The young man held Mo Guishi's hand, his beautiful cat-eye eyes were clear, and his eyes were full of seriousness: "Don't kill, dirty Master's hand." The

demon snake flicked its tail excitedly, and seemed to come back to life, not knowing what the brain was making up, and wanted to approach the teenager again.

Three cultivators: "..." "

The Demon Venerable is magnanimous, and my master is grateful to the stream, and I can't wait to go to the soup for the Demon Venerable, and the fire will not die." The monk opened his eyes and said nonsense, saying that the nail-sized brain of the demon snake had lifted him.

It's just stupid.

"Three days later, attack the human world."

Mo Guishi ignored a certain cultivator behind him who was frantically patting, and said coldly to Wang Cai.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly became much thinner, and he inquired about it, and there was a big hole leaking between heaven and earth.

The spiritual power slowly dissipated little by little.

That rift is only going to get bigger.

The thing hidden in the young man's sea told him that if he let this small world go, the aura here would only become less and less, and finally close to nothing.

The small world level will also be reduced.

It's a problem with the small world itself.

If the cracks in the sky can be filled, it will be a great merit.

It is rumored that Nuwa uses five-colored stones to make up the sky, which is the supreme treasure.

You can't find it in this world.

Unless he used the body of the young man's heaven and earth spirit body, he could barely repair that crack and maintain the operation of the small world.

If it weren't for the fact that a teenager needed a lot of merit, the evolution or demise of the small world had nothing to do with him.

As long as the main world is there, the three thousand small worlds will live endlessly, constantly dying out, and constantly giving birth to new small worlds.

Mo returned naturally not to agree to sacrifice the young man to this unknown thing.

Even if this world lowers its level, it will be reduced to a low-level small world.

What did he have to do with it, he didn't want to sacrifice the boy.

That thing said that a young man needed merit, and if this small world could successfully repair the cracks, it would be a monstrous merit, far more than what he could get through several small worlds.

They can also meet earlier.