[Journey to the West] Legend of the Little Demon

It turned out that the ones being bullied were the "bad guys" who had just been rested by Liu Er. It turned out that the "bad guys" were not sent to the government. They were all mountain gods and lands.They accidentally agreed to be good friends with the "King".Hey, the pressure is a bit high.

"Little master, we can entertain our guests with the delicacies and wild game they presented, and we can also send some back to our hometown to honor my wife. There is no delicacy in the mountains and forests in the desert!" The diligent old servant continued to work hard.

Xiaozheng thought about it seriously, and then readily agreed to the old housekeeper's suggestion, as if because of the sudden mention of his mother, Xiaojun's face could not help but smile again, which was extraordinarily childlike.

Looking at the silhouette of the child in front of me, the cannon, the red jersey, and the brocade boots embroidered with fire clouds, I then connected the key words and the scene environment: the mother in the desert, the oppressed land of mountain gods, the westbound road, the creaking heart I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling - this little Zhengtai couldn't be that little Zhengtai, right?

There is a saying that goes well, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake.

No matter where he went, Zhizhi had never seen a local sedentary goblin who could bully the low-level civil servants in Tianting into such a miserable state.She quietly took two steps to the side, and her heart beat like a drum: It seems that this young lady has a big background!Could it really be the famous red 'second' generation? "A guest at home"?Hehe, I don't think so!

Just when Zhizhi and Liuer exchanged glances quickly, intending to hold hands and pretend to appreciate the infinite beauty of the afterglow of the sunset, and sauntered away, they heard Honghaier's happy voice coming from behind. The ground raised its arms and shouted: "Little ones, you haven't come out to receive guests yet!"

A group of little demons wearing red cloaks and red shoes jumped out from all directions laughingly and surrounded Zhizhi and Liuer.Like chameleons, they had been hiding in the maple grove, but when they heard the king's order, they all rushed out, and it was impossible to count how many people came!All I know is that they pushed and shouted, squeezed and carried, inviting Zhi Zhi and Liu Er to the so-called "mansion".

Although Zhizhi already had a faint premonition in her heart, when she really saw the big "red" character embroidered on the flame banner at the entrance of the cave, she almost didn't bite her tongue off!Zhizhi raised her head again without giving up, and saw three large official script characters engraved on the stone at the entrance of the cave, but this time the strokes of the three characters were so simple that she could recognize them all - Huoyun Cave.

Isn't Princess Iron Fan and the son of the Bull Demon King living in Huoyun Cave, the famous red boy! ?EhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhWhy did you develop the side quest of being friends with the red boy? !

The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

"Look at the gun!" Red Boy's willful and domineering shout.

The loud roar on the martial arts training ground instantly brought back all of Zhi Zhi's messy thoughts.

At this time on the training ground, Honghaier and Liuer were fighting fiercely, and it was hard to separate.Since ancient times, red and blue have been a perfect match, Zhi Zhi silently sucked the honey off his fingers, and pinched another piece of green tea-flavored dessert.

"Tsk tsk, Red Boy is really a sweet tooth!" Squeak was holding a piece of chestnut honey cake, standing under the resting pavilion, nibbling carefully, squinting his eyes to focus on the fierce battle, licking it from time to time. Lick sweet fingers.

Who would have thought that Honghaier not only inherited his mother's excellent traditions, became a sunny little gentleman who oppressed gods openly, but was also an out-and-out little martial idiot?However, it's no wonder that Hong Hai'er's background is considered to be excellent in the world of monsters, a veritable second generation of power.His father is "My brother is everywhere", a bull demon king with great human dignity, and his mother is the iron fan princess who holds the [-]-mile Flame Mountain in her hand.Since he was born, he has become a genius praised by everyone in the demon world, and he is also a genius treasure in the palm of his parents' hands, not to mention that he later became the true fire of samadhi without a teacher.It is also understandable that Honghaier, who was a young boy, ran out during the rebellious period, found a mountain and became the king himself, and started his journey to become the king of pk by doing harm to the party.

Genius, acting style is rather weird.

Looking at the red and blue figures who continued to make moves, Zhizhi recalled the situation when he just arrived in Huoyun Cave. It was a sunny day...

That day, since Honghaier said it was "making friends", in Zhizhi's understanding, going to a friend's house as a guest is equivalent to eating, drinking and having fun.After all, as far as the performance at the time was concerned, Hong Haier was quite friendly to them.

Half an hour later, Zhizhi, who was already in Huoyun Cave, realized that the Huaxia language she was learning might not be the same version as Honghaier's.Because, Hong Haier, who planned to treat his "friends" well, took them directly to the training (dou) martial arts (ou) field with a wide field, various weapons, and well-equipped equipment. ==

It takes continuous psychological hints in the heart to convince myself that the little Zhengtai who is chattering and asking questions is the little God of War Red Boy.She looked at the training ground so wide that she could run a horse in confusion, with a frowning face, where did this come from?

Zhizhi bit his finger, his small eyes were very erratic, and he pulled Uncle Basho's clothes silently. Yes, Grandpa Eight is the Grandpa Banana Jing sent by Princess Iron Fan of Huoyan Mountain to take care of Red Boy's daily life.

"Hey, Mr. Basho, what are those little mounds over there?" Her pointed claws pointed to the wide wasteland on the side of the training ground.

Uncle Basho sighed, looked wistfully at Zhizhi and Liuer who were walking beside him, and said quietly, "They are the 'friends' of our young master."

Zhizhi and Liuer looked at each other, swallowed silently, and the people who were "good friends" with Honghaier seemed to be having a bad life, so they all rushed to the underworld to report.

"Hehe, does the young master of your family prefer to make friends with old people?" Only the unwilling Zhizhi would ask this kind of dry question.The main reason is that the current situation is too bad!Zhizhi suddenly became envious of those mountain gods and lands who go to burn fire and chop wood. That kind of treatment is more than one or two levels higher than the happiness value of "friends".

"Hey, our young master is obsessed with cultivation, and usually likes to exchange ideas with others."

Zhizhi looked at the neat row of small mounds and complained: "If you cut it, you will cut off your life."

"As long as martial arts and spells are approved by him, you are his friends. Our young master treats friends very warmly." When Uncle Basho said this, he seemed to think of Hong Boy's innocent side, and smiled kindly. The old man said, "He just inherited the supernatural power of our great king. Occasionally, during the competition, he would accidentally use too much force and knock people... off."

Xiangdang passers-by Zhizhi and Liuer received Uncle Basho's "you understand" look, expressing that Yalishan is big.

"Hey, this is also the reason why our little master has never made friends. Hey, he is obviously such a cute little blue boy, but no one wants to play with him... woo woo..." Uncle Basho spoke emotionally At the same time, sentimental tears flowed out.

To a certain extent, Liu Er, who felt empathy, couldn't help but approached his warm little nanny, Zhi Zhi, and gently grasped Zhi Zhi's little finger like he did when he was young.If the opponent wants to get rid of him, it can be done with a small force.At that time, the little monkey who couldn't even speak smoothly had maintained his self-esteem so carefully.

It really hurts just thinking about it.Six ears have Zhizhi, so he has become the eye-catching little prince who smiles openly and will not be lonely wherever he goes.

"I'm sure there's nothing wrong with looking at Mr. Bai!" Uncle Basho wiped away his tears, nodded cheerfully, picked up his huge medicine box, and said confidently: "Besides, I will definitely save you, no I will kill you at once! You have to believe in my medical skills. For more than 300 years, our little master has suffered many injuries, big and small, and I treated them all! In short, I can’t kill you~”

The martial-arts red boy who was in high spirits on the martial arts training ground had already taken off his fiery red shirt smartly, stared at Liu Er with wolfish eyes, and shouted sickly: "Baiwuwu, let's have a look together!" Judgment...the winner will be determined and you will fight to the death!" Hearing the tone is obviously a child with a disordered language system after being poisoned by idiom education, and he is happy to think that he has met someone who is willing to accompany him Playful "good friend".

Liu Er raised his eyebrows and smiled, and looked sideways at Zhi Zhi with a questioning look.Zhizhi held his hand tightly, and his bitter slapped face stretched out helplessly, she nodded, what she meant was: be careful.

"careful!"

Scary exclamations came from the field again, bringing back the Zhizhi in the memory.

It turned out that the red boy was holding a sharpened gun in one hand, while the other hand was able to unleash a powerful punch in the gap. Seeing that the shocking punch was about to land on Liu Er's forehead, he Can't help shouting eagerly.

As soon as Hong Hai'er saw that he was capable, he couldn't help but want to compete with the other party.That day, when he was lecturing a group of shameless mountain gods, he happened to meet the Wuzhi group of "Holding Injustice", and they came from Huaguo Mountain, which he yearns for the most!Grandpa Ba saw his happiness and asked him to invite them to Huoyun Cave as guests, and most importantly, they were willing to be his good friends!

Honghaier likes Liu Er and Zhi Zhi, two interesting new friends. He doesn't want to kill Liu Er, but every time he comes to a competition, he always tends to get too involved. Many times when he comes back to his senses, I could only hold my dying friend in regret and cry loudly.

The great red boy used to have many friends, but later they all left with scars, leaving him with commemorative burials.

He is a lonely fighter, a lonely little genius who refuses to admit defeat.

This point is so similar to Monkey King 500 years ago!

Liu Er, who had received the early warning in the arena, was stunned, and with an extraordinary flexibility, he rolled back dozens of somersaults, narrowly dodging that earth-shaking punch.Then, the two people who were tens of meters apart looked at each other out of breath, and the exchange of eyes was full of admiration, recognition and confidant.

Only after walking out of Huaguo Mountain did Liuer realize how insignificant his own strength was in the world of monsters.He may be able to defeat the demons gathered in Huaguo Mountain with his bare hands, but he can't defeat the rocs who dare to rush into the sea to catch dragons to eat with just a flap of their wings, nor can he defeat the Jinyinjiao brothers who hold magic weapons.How desperately he wants to become stronger!Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In the day-to-day battles with the experienced combat madman Honghaier, his adaptability, physical skills and magic power have made great progress.He believed that one day, he would be capable enough to stand by Xiao Bai's side and protect her forever.

The red boy, whose psychological age is eleven or twelve years old, and Liu Er, whose physical age is six or seven years old, look at each other and laugh, the laughter is hearty and hearty, and then he suddenly jumps up, shaking so quickly that no one can see clearly.

The happiest thing in life is meeting your opponent!

Seeing the two people's spirits soaring, Zhizhi subconsciously squeezed the chestnut honey cake in his hand.The crisp cake dissipated instantly, turned into sweet powder, and fell from the fingers, like sand made of sugar.Zhizhi didn't seem to notice it at all. She squinted at the corners of the clothes flying in the field, felt the strong wind, and felt that the two figures in the fight seemed to be the same person——500 years ago The arrogant saint.

Ignore the rules, the strong come first, unrestrained.

Did they become him when they grew up?If the Great Sage doesn't have to bear and bear anything... Zhi Zhi's eyes gradually appeared the crushed stone monkey at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. At that time, the look in his eyes was bright and moving. The dark golden pupils became more and more calm and introverted, his thin lips were pursed into a resolute arc, and he accepted the arrangement to send Tang Seng to the west.

Everything seems like yesterday, but yesterday can't be recovered.Zhi Zhi, who suddenly realized this, suddenly felt a panic for no reason.no!She must quickly "save" Dasheng from the road of transformation!

"Give it up! Excuse me! Hey, don't step on my feet!" Just as the ambitious Zhizhi was about to slip through the crowd and call off today's competition, the crowd suddenly burst into a strong sigh of regret.

"Alas. I lost again today!"

"I clearly had a chance to win just now! Master Xiaobai was obviously distracted! He looked around and didn't know what to do."

"I haven't finished chopping firewood today, so I'm leaving!"

"Old Hei, stew a big bear's paw for the little white master tonight! I can't beat that milk boy!"

The Mountain God & Land Burning Fire Team was the group who paid the most attention to the battle situation at the scene.When Honghaier was restrained by Liuer, they applauded secretly, and when Liuer was blocked by Honghaier from left to right, they sighed.They expected that Liu Er, who was born out of the sky, would defeat Hong Haier, so that they would have the opportunity to get the promise that "the day he is defeated will be the time when they regain their freedom", and the reason Hong Haier gave was—— At that time, he was no longer able to "protect" them. [The land of the mountain gods burst into tears] Zhizhi became impatient, and jumped up with all his strength, and finally saw Liu Er was hit by a red-pointed gun in the middle of the red heart from the crack of the wall, causing him to vomit blood.It must be very painful!His expression was so serious, his eyes were red with pain, and the child he brought out was always protective, not to mention, his silent appearance was too much like a great saint.

Honghaier beckoned to the imperial genius doctor, Bajiao, to come over quickly, and asked around six ears guiltily.

Liu Er frowned slightly, not caring about the injury at all, and hurried to the outside while covering the bleeding hole.His eyes kept searching among the crowd who left the venue. He just heard it. No matter how noisy the environment was, no matter how weak her voice was, he could distinguish it in an instant.

He had time to dodge and fight back when Honghai'er's shot came at him just now, but when he heard her say "Don't step on my foot" in that thin voice, he instinctively turned his head away. Searching for her figure, it seems that only after confirming her whereabouts can he feel at ease.It was also this time when he turned his head that he was inevitably stabbed by the red boy.

Liu Er's expression relaxed until he found Zhi Zhi, who was trekking hard in the [-]-meter-high Shanshendui.

When Zhizhi was still three meters away from the six ears, a soaring cannon demon wearing a red vest and red pants held a mountain patrol flag, ran over quickly, and shouted loudly: "Report! "

Zhizhi turned his head.

"My lord! Two hundred miles away, I found a monk from the Tang Dynasty who went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures!"