Chapter 158 Demon Lord of the Western Regions

"Tsk, Senior Brother, you're too quick to act!"

A voice of dissatisfaction came from the beam inside the house.

Chen Changsheng suddenly jumped down from it.

In the courtyard, Wen Rugu looked at him, his eyebrows curved: "Fifth Junior Brother's calamity must be resolved as soon as possible. If you, Third Junior Brother, take action, I'm afraid it will be a surprise."

The place where the demon general Yun Fei hid was too clever, and it was easy to surprise the snake.

"Hahaha, Brother Wen, it seems that your junior brother is quite dissatisfied with you."

A chuckle came from the roof. Feng Budu stood on the roof, gently shaking his folding fan, graceful.

"It's a small matter." Wen Rugu smiled gently, very generous.

Chen Changsheng looked at that gentle and beautiful face, but felt a chill rising from his back.

"I'm not, I didn't, Fellow Daoist Feng, don't talk nonsense, I really admire my senior brother!"

Chen Changsheng decisively denied three times in a row, the senior brother is the most stingy.

"It's getting late, senior brother, I'll go find my junior sister first..."

"I'm afraid it's too late."

Wen Rugu's voice condensed, and his eyes looked in a certain direction.

Feng Budu jumped to Wen Rugu's side, opened his folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, his peach blossom eyes curved, but flashing with coldness.

"It looks like he's coming to find us."

"Well, I just don't know which one of the demon generals it is. If it's the mist general, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to defeat him."

Wen Rugu smiled slightly. Even if the enemy might be someone he couldn't defeat, his eyes still surged with a desire to fight.

"Let's go together."

Feng Budu tapped Wen Rugu's shoulder with his folding fan.

"Of course."

How can you challenge someone of a higher level without good help?

"Changsheng, get ready to face the new enemy."

Wen Rugu instructed Chen Changsheng who was standing beside him.

"Okay!"

He scratched his messy hair and helped Feng Budu set up a formation to trap the demon.

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when all parties were trying to eliminate the hidden demon forces in Dengxian City, Shengsheng, who was supposed to stay in the safest home, was dragged out.

"That... Although I'm very young, I'll feel very uncomfortable if you grab my neck like this."

Shengsheng was grabbed by the neck of fate, his limbs were scattered, and he desperately looked up at this familiar yet strange person.

He was dressed in a robe that was washed white, neatly dressed, with a kind appearance and a hint of bookish air.

"After all, men and women should not touch each other, so I can't hold you."

The storyteller smiled and lifted Shengsheng up, looking into her big round eyes.

Shengsheng puffed up her cheeks: "I'm only five years old now. In ordinary times, people don't sit together until they are seven years old. You are so pedantic!" "

I'm a scholar, so it's normal for me to be a little pedantic."

The storyteller thought for half a second and said with a low laugh.

"Humph, bad guy, what do you want to do?"

Shengsheng stared at the storyteller with ill intentions on his face, and expressed abnormal dissatisfaction with his behavior.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to take you to watch a play."

The storyteller stared at Shengsheng's round eyes: "Besides, am I really a bad guy to you?"

"..."

Shengsheng's eyes rolled around. If it was in the previous life, it really didn't count.

At least in the memories that have been recovered so far, the storyteller provided her with a lot of help.

If not unexpectedly, even the truth of her rebirth has the shadow of this guy behind it.

Bai Ze's words made Shengsheng a little defensive against the storyteller, but she couldn't say that she hated him instinctively.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see a play."

The storyteller patted Shengsheng's head, as if he was patting a watermelon. Before Shengsheng could hold her head in protest, his figure flashed and he took Shengsheng away from the spot.

"

Who are you?"

Several figures suddenly crossed the sky and rushed to the direction of the movement, but unexpectedly a large bed suddenly appeared and blocked them.

This is a magnificent and extremely luxurious bed, with the white veil falling to the ground hiding the scene inside the bed.

Two messengers stood on the left and right, and a sleepy yawn came from the bed curtains. Strands of golden hair slanted down from the bed, like dazzling golden threads.

"I don't want to come here because of the devil's request, and I don't want you to come either, but since you are here, please stay with me for a while." A

lazy and elegant voice came out slowly from the bed curtains, and the surrounding space suddenly twisted, and the dark barrier suddenly unfolded, covering all of them.

"You are a demon."

The tone of the human elder who was stopped seemed to be questioning, but in fact it was affirmative.

"I didn't expect that there would be a demon who dared to die today."

The person who said this was surprised, as if he was looking at a strange thing.

"It would be useless even if you leave us here, as this is the Immortal Ascension City."

Another senior human looked at the demon in the bed calmly. The demon seemed to be very calm, lying there nonchalantly, and didn't even look like he was ready to attack, as if he just wanted to stop them.

"I also think it's useless. Unfortunately, we have to listen to the high priest's words. Please stay with me for a while."

The demon in the bed said leisurely: "Of course, if you break this barrier and leave, I won't stop you. Anyway, I have tried my best."

Hearing this, a layman in a green robe chuckled: "I heard that the Demon Lord of the Western Region of the Demon Clan has always been lazy and indifferent to worldly affairs, but he is very good at prohibition. Judging from your style, it is consistent with him."

"Demon Lord of the Western Region?"

Others were a little surprised, and another elegant elder also said: "Since the Demon Lord of the Western Region is here, I believe the Demon Lord of the Eastern Region will not miss this opportunity."

"The demon spies who are still in the Ascension Tower will definitely not escape, but you are here, is it for Luo Yuyang?"

When he said this, he was somewhat doubtful of his own judgment.

But apart from Luo Yuyang and the spies in the Ascension Tower, there shouldn't be anything in the Ascension City that can attract their attention at this time.

"Don't guess, if you guess again, you will guess the background of the high priest."

The Western Demon Lord sighed.

It's not easy for the human race to perfunctorily say that when they realize that Luo Yuyang is wrong, it will be difficult to save him.

"Everyone, please make your move, next, I will not show mercy."

The Western Demon Lord extended his hand with strange courtesy, and his slender jade-like fingers slightly clenched.

The peaceful and relaxed atmosphere in the black barrier suddenly changed, and invisible pressure descended. Everyone could feel a suffocating and oppressive terrifying force.

"Take action, don't delay any longer!"

The elegant elder's face changed slightly. He didn't dare to delay any longer. Everyone attacked the big bed of the Western Region Demon King together.

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Did you bring me here just to let me see so many people besiege a demon sleeping in the bed?"

Shengsheng stood on the roof and looked at the half-squatting storyteller in confusion.

"Of course not, you will soon see the scene of a hero saving a beauty."

The storyteller opened his fingers and covered Shengsheng's head, smiling: "Kid, you have to learn to watch a play, don't be anxious, the good show is about to begin."