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The little lord opened his eyes wide open, and he was stunned for not being able to show the city lord's uncle and Brother Hyacinthus the strange scene he had seen on the screen again.

It's over!They must have thought I was a liar, a liar, not an honest man like the deceitful shepherd in the story Brother Hyacinthus told us about "Wolf is Coming"!how so?Obviously the deer in the painting just now gave birth to a cute baby deer...

The little lord was full of surprise, distress, and grievance, but he couldn't understand the essence of it, and he couldn't explain it. The huge panic weighed heavily on his heart, and tears filled his eyes instantly. Overturned by an uncontrollable force in this short period of time!

How did he know that all this was caused by Little Baisha's basin of water. The demon was drenched in water, the magic disappeared, and the spell he cast also disappeared, and the painting infused with magic power also returned to its original form. How can we see that the contents of the painting have been changed by powerful magic power?

Brother Jacintos touched the head of the little Lord's hair who was crying sadly, and said softly, "Okay, men are not allowed to cry, come on, eat first, and take you to the flower market tomorrow, okay?"

As soon as he heard that he could go to the grand flower market that he had been thinking about, the little lord was still young, his tear-filled eyes sparkled like stars in the sky, and his brows and eyes were full of joy and anxiety: "Really...really?" His eyes subconsciously He glanced at the city lord's uncle, his expression of prayer was self-evident.

"Eat first!" The city lord snorted majestically, agreeing to his plea.

The little lord hurriedly wiped away his tears, and happily and obediently sat on the right side of the city lord's uncle.

The head butler shouted "serve the meal" angrily. Before the end of the tune fell, it was covered by a clear and arrogant voice outside the door.

"Where is Brother Hyacinthus? Are you back?" asked the haughty voice.

I don't know which guard replied respectfully: "If you go back to the Marquis, Brother Hyacinthus has already returned."

Immediately there were hurried footsteps outside the door, a lady wearing a gauze hat and a graceful and gorgeous dress trotted in, looked at the three people at the dinner table, the smiles on her face were extremely bright, but there was a gleam in her eyes. With a look of resentment and anger, he pursed his lips and complained: "Brother Jacintos, I have been waiting for you under the tower in the east of the city all day, why don't you come?"

Brother Hyacinthus smiled awkwardly: "I...I have other things to attend to..."

"Is there anything more important than being with me!" The lady was very dissatisfied when she heard this, her chin lifted slightly, her brightly painted red lips were flattened, she looked like a spoiled little princess.

While speaking, she had already walked over quickly. Although she was still angry with Brother Jacintos, seeing his pleasing face, she couldn't help leaning on his side, holding her hands tightly. Holding his arm, the little bird is eager to be nestled into his warm embrace like a human being.

Brother Hyacinthus' body froze instantly, and he turned his eyes for help to the majestic man sitting on the head.

"I asked him to go to the south of the city to buy food, what's the matter? Is buying food more important than being with you?" The city lord glanced at his sister and asked coldly.

The lady's expression froze, even if she had ten guts, she wouldn't dare to refute her brother's words!

The city lord was very satisfied with her calm down, but seeing her hanging on Brother Jacintos's arm like a koala, anger climbed up his face layer by layer, and said coldly: "No food is allowed at the dinner table." Pull, pull, what does it look like!"

The lady's complexion darkened, obviously being scolded in front of the person she liked made her lose face, but she didn't have the guts to say "no" to her powerful brother, so she let go of Brother Jacintos. arm.

The city lord snorted, and continued to pick on her faults: "I still don't sit back in my seat!"

"It's the same if I'm sitting here..." The lady took off her gauze hat and threw it to the maid beside her, trying to regain her rights.

"No!" The city lord did not back down at all.

Under the scorching eyes of the city lord, the lady had no choice but to leave Brother Hyacinthus and sit beside the little lord.She didn't understand why her brother followed the etiquette of that big country in the east. The order of seating at the dinner table was set according to each person's status. I heard that the most honored person sat on the left, but the brother of the city lord actually reserved this seat for Yassin. Brother Toss, she couldn't figure it out. According to the identities present, he is the most humble among them, right...

However, no one dared to protest against the decision of the city lord.

"Mom." The little lord called her obediently again. When she stepped into the dining room before, the little lord called her happily, but he spoke softly and his voice was weak in front of his mother. The sound of the degree is covered only.

The lady frowned, and the sullenness in her heart could finally be vented on the son who refused to listen to no matter how much he corrected him, she said, "Don't call me mother where there are people!" Especially when Brother Hyacinthus Calling her mother, isn't this telling Brother Hyacinthus that she is married and has a child, so she can no longer fall in love with others?

The little lord's joyous eyes gradually dimmed, his head drooped, and he remained silent.

Brother Hyacinthus on the opposite side wanted to comfort him, but the table was so big, and next to the little lord was the city lord and the marquise, both of whom were relatives of the child, so no outsider could squeeze him in to comfort him. ...

The pity on Brother Yacintos's face was reflected in the eyes of the city lord, and he also felt that his sister's words were too much, so he immediately scolded: "Chris, if you don't want to eat, go back to your room to rest, rest enough Now, go to the gate of the city tomorrow to meet the arrival of the Marquis of Orlando."

Chris is a spoiled young lady. When she heard that the Marquis was coming, she couldn't help frowning her pretty brows and asked, "He's not staying in Hong Kong, what is he doing in the metropolis?" The Marquis of Orlando is exactly Her nominal husband currently lives in Regang, the capital of the Moorish country. Regang is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from the metropolis near the sea, and it takes a month to travel by the fastest carriage. The couple She has long been in harmony with each other, why did he come here to scare her when there is nothing wrong?

"Don't you know if you go to pick him up tomorrow?" Seeing that his sister had finally died down, the city lord said to the butler, "The Marquis is tired and needs to go back to her room to rest. Take away her share of the dishes."

The Marchioness was angry and angry. She hadn't seen Friar Hyacinthus all day, and now she was being squeezed out by her brother again, and thinking of seeing her hated husband tomorrow, she really lost her appetite. What's more, this dinner What she ate was the dishes from a big oriental country, which was delicious, but she was not used to using chopsticks, and always felt that the two thin and long chopsticks were deliberately against her, and she couldn't hold the food she wanted to eat, no matter what, How can there be a knife and fork so easy to use!

Putting down the chopsticks, the Marchioness left the dining room angrily.

Although the little lord had been hungry all day, his weak heart had just been hit by his mother's indifference and ruthlessness, and he lost his appetite. He didn't eat much at first, so after eating a bowl of rice, he just sipped the soup in small sips.

Brother Hyacinthus was caught by the city lord to accompany him to eat. His cultivation base is very high, and he can maintain a long, long life even if he does not eat. What was missing, he drank the soup slowly with a bowl in his hand.

After the city lord had enough to eat and drink, the little lord was taken away by the butler, and the guard who had been waiting for a long time respectfully reported, "City lord, the warden came just now and said that monk Black Tiger was in the prison again. I'm making a lot of noise, I have to see you..."

"No." The city lord refused without thinking.

The guard seemed to have expected this outcome. The warden passed requests to the big man who had been staying in the prison and refused to leave every now and then, but each time he failed, so he responded and was about to leave.

"Wait," Brother Hyacinthus hurriedly stopped him, and asked the city lord in a discussing tone, "How about we meet?"

"No see!" The city lord's gaze sank, and his attitude was as firm as ever.

"But..." Brother Hyacinthus still wanted to fight.

"No but!" The city lord cast a cold glance at the trembling guard who dared not move, and waved his hand to signal him to go down.

The guard quickly left the dining room with a sigh of relief, and when he exited the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the warden who had been waiting for a long time, "The city lord doesn't want to see him."

The prison warden didn't have any hope, just pulled his face bitterly, and sighed to himself: "Oh, I knew the castellan wouldn't go to see him..."

"You said the city lord didn't shut him up, so why did he go to the prison to suffer on his own?" The guard just breathed a sigh of relief, and began to have the energy to tease others.

In this castle, almost no one does not know the name of this black tiger monk. It is said that he and the city lord are from the same school and have a close friendship, but one day his head suddenly twitched and he had a big fight with the city lord. When they disagreed, a fight broke out. According to eyewitnesses, the two fought for three days and three nights, until the situation changed, the earth shook, and the sea almost flooded the metropolis!Later, of course, it was Brother Black Tiger who lost the fight, so he ran to the prison to face the wall and think about his mistakes, and he didn't want to come out again.

"If I knew what was going on in his mind, I wouldn't have come to ask the city lord for help," the warden said after accumulating many days of distress, as if he had found a confidant, he began to pour out bitter water, "He locked himself up. It’s okay to be in prison, thinking about tormenting us every day, whether we want this or that, we dare not refuse, but there are some things that we really can’t get out, such as the pearls spit out by the ghosts of the deep sea, which one should we get? Did he find it? If he couldn’t give him what he wanted, he would just... just... hey! It’s also our fault for our low cultivation, but we can’t help him..."

The guard Haosheng sympathized with what happened to him. Compared to the warden, it turns out that serving the cold-hearted Lord City Lord is such a good job!Immediately, he felt more sympathy for the warden, and hurriedly comforted him a few words before sending him away.

The warden returned to the prison unhappily, and asked the jailer at the door in a low voice: "Has Boss Black Tiger disappeared?"

"It seems that there has been no movement for a long time." The jailer lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone in the prison.

"Oh! Oh!" The warden nodded, and whispered, "Then leave him alone. By the way, if he doesn't make noise, don't give him dinner either. Trouble disturbed him, and he started making trouble again."

The jailer nodded quickly. In fact, he didn't even dare to get close to the prison of the black tiger monk, so why would he send it to his door to be ravaged by him?I only regret that the shift time didn't come sooner. After work, I don't have to worry about waiting for that guy who will be caught and hanged in prison at every turn, and forced to swallow the new medicine he developed. Last time he swallowed a green drug. Youyou's meatballs have had diarrhea for half a month, and they almost thought that they would die in the toilet...

They spoke in a low voice, thinking that the Black Tiger cultivator who was staying deep in the prison couldn't hear him, but in fact, with such a high level of cultivation, he could still hear him clearly no matter how far away he was.

It's just that now that someone interested him came, he didn't have time to play tricks on them.

The person who can arouse his interest, without a doubt, is our protagonist Demon Lord!

"Tsk, tsk..." Brother Black Tiger stared at the demon for a while, then grinned grinningly, "It's really strange, a snake demon came here today, it seems that he has no ability to resist at all, hehehe..."

The devil's scalp tingled for a while. Although he lost his mana, he also sensed that the guy locked in the cell next door was extraordinary. The black air on his body was rising up. It was the arrogance of dark magic practiced. He has no scruples, but it's a pity that he really has no power to restrain the chicken now...

The devil reluctantly took off his wet and dirty black robe, wrung out the water stains, and hung it on the wooden pole of the window sill, waiting for it to dry.

"Hey!" Black Tiger monk saw that the snake monster ignored him, and said a little annoyed, "Don't be so pushy, even if the magic power has not disappeared, you may not be my opponent, can you respect me?"

The demon stared at the tiger demon who was full of beards and couldn't see the outline of his face, and asked, "Have you ever seen a parrot?"

"It's better not to see that kind of low-level stuff." Brother Black Tiger said arrogantly.

"Have you seen it?" The devil asked hurriedly, "Where did you see it? Where is it now?"

Heihu cultivator heard the anxiety in the demon's tone, instead he calmed down and asked, "You want to know?"

The devil heard the stubbornness in his words, and knew that if he answered "yes", he would definitely keep his mouth shut, so he put on an indifferent expression and said aggressively, "Forget it, you may not know."

The black tiger monk was agitated, and immediately blew his beard and stared, and said angrily: "Why don't I know? That low-level thing that squeaks and screams is the most annoying thing. It would be great to be arrested and sacrificed to the Flower God! "

The devil's heart surged for a while, but he didn't show it on his face. He said in a cold voice: "Isn't this place a place of belief in gods? Why do you pay homage to the god of flowers? If you don't know where my parrot is, don't talk nonsense and pretend to be yourself." Know everything!"

"Oh! You hateful snake demon!" Black Tiger cultivator was furious. He was the only one who was angry with others. Where did he get angry with anyone?Immediately, he kicked open the prison door that was not closed, and broke the iron lock that locked the devil's prison with a "click", and pinched the defenseless devil. Something stuffed into the devil's mouth, forcing him to swallow.

"What... what?" The demon coughed violently, but the salty smell slid down his esophagus. He wanted to vomit, but he was restrained by brute force, unable to pull out his hand the next thing.

"Of course it's the dirt on my body!" Brother Black Tiger laughed triumphantly, with satisfaction in his eyes after being teased, and said with disgust in his words, "I haven't bathed in many years, apart from dirt, there may also be dirt on my body." There will be lice or something, after all, the place where you live is not very clean, so it is reasonable to have lice or something on your body!"

Knowing that he intentionally made him feel uncomfortable, the demon still couldn't hold back and retched a few times. Unfortunately, he not only failed to spit out the thing, but also accelerated the digestion of the thing because of the violent struggle. When the black tiger monk put him down, The demon who has always loved Sujie has changed into a loveless expression.

"Don't be so pessimistic!" Black Tiger monk "hehe" laughed a few times, and comforted him, "The dirt, although it tastes bad, but at least it has a little bit of my magic power, you absorbed that magic power, can't it be big? In the flower market, can you rescue that low-ranking parrot?"

The demon stared at him coldly, as if he was measuring how much truth he said.

"Hey, hello!" Black Tiger Cultivator was unhappy again, loudly defending his reputation, "I am a dignified Black Tiger Cultivator, what I say is true, you don't have to doubt it, but if you doubt it, don't go, anyway I hate that low-level creature, it dies when it dies, it’s no big deal, maybe it’s its glory to catch it and sacrifice it to the Flower God!”

"If you are really so kind, lend me that thing..." The devil pointed to a piece of black and shiny obsidian that was accompanied by the black tiger monk at his waist, and when he approached the black tiger monk, the devil sensed his waist The magic power emitted by this obsidian is exactly what he needs. It is the Yin-Yang and Jade that restores his magic power. Looking at the aura emitted by this obsidian, the devil knows that it is not an ordinary Yin-Yang and Jade. Its color is too pure up!It is not a little bit better than the yin and yang and jade he used to nourish. It should have been born when the heaven and the earth were formed, absorbed the aura of the heaven and the earth, and had been cultivated in the deep sea for a long time before it could condense into such a powerful magical atmosphere.

"It's okay to give it to you..." Brother Black Tiger was also generous, untied the black stone pinned to his waist and threw it to the devil, the smile on his face deepened.

He was so generous all of a sudden, the devil was also stunned, and was speechless for a while.

"It's just a stone for scraping chrysanthemums. If you want it, I'll give it to you." Brother Black Tiger explained maliciously, "I know it's a treasure to you, but it's worthless to me... No, it cannot be said that it is useless. After I untie my hand, I use it to scrape the chrysanthemum. You know, I eat a lot and pull a lot. Sometimes I pull it several times a day. The paper used to wipe the chrysanthemum is hard. If there is too much, my mouth will bleed, and I have a mole or something. Fortunately, the city lord took pity on me, and sent someone to send this obsidian, let alone use it to scrape chrysanthemums. Comfortable..."

With a dark handsome face, the demon clenched his fists tightly and swore to himself that when he regained his magic power, he would definitely beat this tiger demon to the ground so that no one would recognize it!