Gingerbread paused for a moment, swallowed the bun in her mouth, and glanced at the main house behind her with a complicated look. "Listen to this, the peacock is crying loudly. How could I possibly disturb it?"
Xie Yingnan's extremely emotional and heart-wrenching cries could be heard from inside the house.
Highs and lows, ups and downs, cadences and cadences.
Burning Away: "..."
Too.
He slowly walked to the corner of the yard, hooked a wooden chair with his slender fingers, and sat down next to gingerbread.
Gingerbread stared at Fen Jue's fingers; the wooden chair didn't look so dilapidated because of his fair fingers.
Neither of them spoke.
The only sound in the empty courtyard was Xie Yingnan's sobbing.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Jiang Bingbing heard Fen Jue's deep and gentle voice in her ear.
"Is it tasty?"
It is fresh, sweet and delicious, and the aroma of meat is irresistible.
Her review was, "It's incredibly delicious, Xiao Jue, you really are my most reliable ally."
ally?
Fen Jue toyed with the sword tassel at his waist, his dark eyes filled with intense interest. He couldn't help but tease her, "Have you lost your conscience? You can't even be considered a friend?"
"Hehe, I have many friends, but only one ally. Do you want to be my friend or my ally?" Gingerbread turned to meet his gaze, a bright smile playing on her lips.
Are allies the only ones?
Fen Jue admitted that he had been fooled by her.
"An ally is not bad either."
The two chatted casually.
Xie Yingnan's wailing and howling continued until the morning of the next day.
Then, a surge of demonic energy overflowed from the main house.
It is estimated that he has begun to receive the inheritance from his biological mother.
Gingerbread released Little Yellow and Stinky from the storage bag. Little Yellow ran wildly in the yard, while Stinky turned into a small lump of clay and slept on her shoulder.
"Xiao Jue, was it Gui Fuzi who deliberately let me and Hua Kongque in?"
Fenjue paused in wiping his sword, raised his long eyelashes, and said casually:
"Hmm, you remember the message on the Eight Trigrams Token that the Demon Lord's impending death came from the Ghost Realm, right?"
"I remember, oh oh oh—"
She opened her mouth wide, then suddenly realized, "Ghost Buddha has wanted Xie Yingnan to become the Demon Lord for a long time? But, Flower Peacock said that the current Demon Lord saved Ghost Buddha."
Fen Jue glanced at her; the little liar still thought too much about the cultivation world, believing it to be full of love and righteousness.
"The current Demon Lord failed his tribulation and attempted to kill people in various places to set up a blood-dissolving array to prolong his life. We exposed the blood-dissolving array, and you sent the array plate to various sects. It is basically impossible for him to restore his strength through the blood-dissolving array."
"The change of masters in the Demon Realm is inevitable."
"The favor that Ghost Buddha gave was to the Demon Lord. No matter who the Demon Lord is, the result will be the same."
Gingerbread nodded. "My third senior brother is quite strong, and with the inheritance of the Demon Lord from the previous two generations, he has a high chance of sweeping away the Four Saints and Twelve Generals to seize the position of Demon Lord."
"No matter what Guifozi does, he won't suffer a loss."
"There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests."
Fen Jue's pupils twitched slightly, and after a moment, he patted her shoulder with satisfaction, "Congratulations, you've finally grown up."
The gingerbread biscuit chuckled twice, "Thank you."
"Since the inheritance was intentionally given to the Flower Peacock by the Ghost Buddha, why create the Blood Buddha to stop him?"
Fen Jue replied briefly, "Because he's unhappy."
"Huh?" Gingerbread adopted Ghost Buddha's perspective. "That makes sense. After all, Third Senior Brother blew up the Ghost Tower and the gambling den. If it had been so easy for him to get the inheritance, Ghost Buddha wouldn't have been happy either."
Xie Yingnan was so disgusted by the Blood Buddha that he vomited violently.
Ghost Buddha stood in front of the Mysterious Mirror, suppressing a laugh.
...
It's unclear how long it will take Xie Yingnan to receive the inheritance.
After learning that Ghost Buddha wouldn't pose a threat to the Peacock, Gingerbread went to the Ghost Market with Burning Blade every day.
She bought many strange and unusual things at the ghost market.
The skeleton of an ancient ferocious beast, still bearing a trace of its breath; a withered tree branch that shrinks back shyly at the slightest touch; and a bathtub that can automatically fill with spiritual water.
It's about something expensive and useless.
What shocked Gingerbread the most was that when she came to the ghost market the day before yesterday, someone was selling the Demon Lord's leg hair.
They really sold out completely?!
She secretly came up with a way to make money.
After returning to Xianyu Peak, he seized the opportunity to pluck Xie Yingnan's leg hair while he was asleep.
Once he becomes the Demon Lord,
Gingerbread also came to the ghost market to sell Demon Lord's leg hair.
Time flies.
Three days later.
When Xie Yingnan emerged from the small secret realm, his demonic aura was overwhelming, and his terrifying pressure made it hard for people to breathe as soon as he appeared.
Fen Jue: "The Refinement Realm is about the same as Wuya's."
"Well, my second and third senior brothers are both at the Void Refinement Realm, while my naive and innocent master is still at the Nascent Soul Realm."
Gingerbread delivered a spot-on critique, causing Immortal Lord Qingxue, far away on Immortal Jade Peak, to sneeze several times in a row.
He muttered to himself, "Who's insulting me?"
"Junior Sister, I need to return to the Demon Realm." Xie Yingnan lowered his eyes, his expression more composed than before. "Fellow Daoist Lin Jue, please trouble you to escort Junior Sister back to Immortal Jade Peak."
Fen gave a lukewarm "hmm".
Xie Yingnan reminded Jiang Bingbing to cover for him, and before leaving, he threw a sentence at Gui Fuzi.
"I will remember your kindness. When I ascend to the position of Demon Lord in the future, I will personally come to thank you."
Guifozi nodded with a smile, "Amitabha, it's all your own destiny."
After Xie Yingnan left, Jiang Bingbing bid farewell to Gui Fozi.
With a flick of his sleeve, Fenjue and the two returned to Immortal Jade Peak.
"Splash—"
Gingerbread poured out the things it had bought from the ghost market.
Fen Jue frowned in disgust, took a few steps back, and lay down on Gingerbread's rattan chair.
"Hiss, Xiao Jue, did you hear that?"
Gingerbread picked up the skeleton of the ancient ferocious beast and tapped it.
The ears are close to the bone.
Fen Jue lifted his eyelids and looked over lazily, "Of course I heard it."
After the skeleton was struck, the roar of a ferocious beast could be heard, its dignity as an ancient beast, even though it had been dead for thousands of years, was ingrained in its very bones.
Gingerbread smiled and hugged the bone, gently stroking every joint.
To be honest.
This scene is terrifying.
Fortunately, everyone in the courtyard was burned to death.
Otherwise, anyone would be horrified by the look of ecstasy on Gingerbread's face as he holds the skeleton.
"What do you want to do?" Fen Jue asked.
"Such fine bones, forging them into a magical weapon would be incredibly cool." Gingerbread felt the tremor emanating from the bones beneath her hand. "Little Jue, is weapon forging difficult?"
Knowing that Gingerbread hadn't gone mad yet, Fenjue was relieved.
“Refining weapons is very simple.” He turned to the side, bent his elbow, and smiled at the girl holding the bone.
Gingerbread's almond-shaped eyes lit up instantly, "I want to learn weapon crafting and forge a bone whip. It would be so cool to whip people with it!"
“.....”
I know what gingerbread is up to.
Fen Jue didn't know whether he should teach her or not.
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Fenjue vanished on the spot.
at the same time.
The courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside.
Immortal Lord Qingxue's face looked as if he had drunk bitter melon juice. "Little Bing, you're finally back!"
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