The person on the futon looked no different from a human at first glance.
It's just that it has red eyebrows and red hair.
The door to the secret room was broken open by brute force, and the person suddenly opened their eyes.
Those eyes were also as red as fire.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my..."
Before he could finish speaking, the person on the prayer mat was kicked to the ground by Da Yu's big foot.
The person who kicked him couldn't help but let out a howl.
"Is this the demon general who awakened you and has been summoning you ever since?" Bai Qingqing asked, looking at the person being kicked and rubbed on the ground by Da Yu.
"Yes, sir," Demon Keeper Number One and Demon Keeper Number Two said in unison.
Mo Qianxue looked disappointed.
He squatted down next to the demon general and even reached out to tug at his hair: "Is the demon general really that weak?"
Upon hearing this, the demon general's eyes widened in fury, and he struggled to shout, "Tell him to release me, and I'll fight you one-on-one!"
What man would admit to being weak?
"But you're really weak. You were kicked over by Da Yu with just one kick." Mo Qianxue blinked her eyes and said innocently.
The demon general was so angry he almost vomited blood.
"Let me go! I want to fight you one-on-one!" the demon general roared. "If you're a man, then..."
"What kind of look is that?" Mo Qianxue immediately slapped the Demon General on the back of the head in dissatisfaction, then puffed out her chest: "I am a genuine woman."
The demon general was speechless for a moment.
I'm used to calling it that.
Damn it, this is incredibly embarrassing.
“However, I will grant your wish for a one-on-one duel.” Mo Qianxue was somewhat tempted.
Dayu's easy kick gave her the illusion that she could do the same thing with ease.
"You can't beat him," the white dragon horse said confidently.
Mo Qianxue's face fell, and she asked with pursed lips, "How many moves can I last?"
"He can't even last one move." The white dragon horse spoke bluntly, without any regard for Mo Qianxue's feelings.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Mo Qianxue frowned, unwilling to believe it.
The white dragon horse raised its eyes and glanced at Mo Qianxue: "If I say that, I'm still giving you some face."
Mo Qianxue's pretty face immediately turned red.
Saying you can't even last one move, is that what you call saving face?
How should we say it if we don't save face?
As if seeing through Mo Qianxue's thoughts, the white dragon horse continued, "The correct way to put it is that he can kill you instantly."
"If you find any trace of the Demon General again when you are at the same cultivation level, I suggest you run away immediately."
Mo Qianxue's face flushed even redder: "I, I am an exorcist."
Demon hunters are those who specialize in eliminating demons.
How could she be afraid?
"Then we should act according to our abilities," the white dragon horse said. "First of all, we must ensure our own safety before we can continue to exorcise demons."
Mo Qianxue's eyes were red.
I'm angry at myself for not being good enough, and saddened by my own weakness.
"Although what Bai Longma said may not be pleasant to hear, it's for your own good," Bai Qingqing stepped forward and said. "You have a long life ahead of you, so just focus on your cultivation."
"Yes." Mo Qianxue nodded vigorously, a surge of heroic spirit welling up in her heart.
Sooner or later, she will become stronger.
Become as strong as them.
"Who sent you?" Bai Qingqing asked.
The demon general was kicked to the ground by Da Yu, face down, feeling extremely humiliated.
Upon hearing this, he immediately snorted coldly.
After the underworld was opened, the original source returned in part once again.
Bai Qingqing's aura became increasingly restrained.
Even for immortals like Niu Shanming and Bai Wenyuan, it would be difficult to detect without careful attention.
If one didn't know her, they would definitely think Bai Qingqing was an ordinary person.
Therefore, the demon general could not sense Bai Qingqing's power at all.
"Your master is asking you a question, what are you standing there for?" The white dragon horse kicked the demon general on the head with a thud.
The demon general cried out in pain, then stiffened his neck and asked, "What do I have to tell you?"
"Not going to tell?" The white dragon horse chuckled. "I hope you'll still be this stubborn later."
The demon general snorted coldly again, then turned his gaze to Demon Raiser Number One and Demon Raiser Number Two, and angrily rebuked them: "You two traitors!"
This innate bloodline suppression caused both Demon Raider No. 1 and Demon Raider No. 2 to take a step back in unison.
Demon Keeper Number One mustered his courage and said, "I advise you to be sensible, so that the master can be lenient with you."
“Yes, yes,” Demon Keeper Number Two echoed.
"Demons and humans are sworn enemies, and you two..." The demon general pounded the ground in anger, "You deserve to die!"
"They don't deserve to die. If you keep being stubborn, then you're the one who should die." The white dragon horse tapped the demon general's head repeatedly with its hooves.
No wonder my brother likes to hit people on the head with his golden cudgel.
It was really awesome.
The sound was crisp and rhythmic.
It's one thing for the demon to feel pain from being hit, but his brain is also throbbing.
My mind is a complete mess, and I feel terribly uncomfortable.
That kind of psychological attack is more painful than being stabbed and bleeding.
"No, stop knocking," the demon general said weakly.
"That lasted a short time," the white dragon horse said dismissively, curling its lip. "Not a real man at all!"
The demon general instinctively wanted to refute, but when he met the white dragon horse's smiling eyes, he immediately wilted, lowered his head, and stopped talking.
"I'll ask you one more time, who sent you?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"I could never betray the Demon Lord." The Demon General stiffened his neck and snorted coldly.
"The Demon Lord? Where is he?" Bai Qingqing asked again.
"I will never tell you." The demon general's voice carried a hint of resignation to his fate.
"I have a million ways to make life worse than death. Why don't you give it a try?" Da Yu punched the demon general on the head and asked in a muffled voice.
He'd been itching to do it ever since he saw the white dragon horse banging its head.
I tapped it now, and it feels good.
It would be better if he were bald.
How about we try shaving it off for him later?
When Master Yunfeng meets him, he should like him quite a bit.
Thinking this, Da Yu reached out and patted the demon general's head a few times.
The demon general immediately got goosebumps all over his body and shouted in a shrill voice, "What are you doing?"
Could this be a group of perverts?
Why is such a tall and big man touching his hair so affectionately?
The next second, the demon general felt a chill on his head.
"What, what did you do?" The demon general's voice trembled slightly.
The next second, he saw strands of red hair floating down.
The demon general paused for a moment, then quickly touched his head.
It's smooth and slippery.
All my hair is gone.
"You, you..." The demon general was so angry he almost vomited blood.
He always cherished his long hair and often dyed it with fresh blood.
He just shaved his head like that?
After shaving it clean, Da Yu couldn't wait to give it a tap.
Sure enough, the feel of the ball has improved.
"White Dragon Horse, give it a tap, it'll make your bald head feel even better." Da Yu looked at the White Dragon Horse with a look of smug satisfaction.
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