Golden-winged Peng?
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of her, Eight-cloud Ink had a flash in her heart.
Unable to restrain her surging desire to ridicule, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly asked, "Are you Buddhist Tathagata's mother's uncle?"
Everyone: "..."
Faintly, it was as if a crow was flying over their heads, calling out, "Idiot, idiot …"
"You're the damned baldy's mother's uncle! Your whole family is that perverted lolicon's mother's uncle! Just thinking about that vulgar uncle's disgusting face makes me want to lose my hair!! "
The Roc Demon King flew into a rage. With a wave of his sleeve, the scorching Golden Wing Flame attacked Eight-cloud Ink and the others.
The Golden Wing Flame was the greatest favor to gods and dragons. If touched by it, not even the soul would remain. But the Golden Wing Flame that should have burned a person to the point that not even their bones remained —
The part facing White Yaksha was restrained in her palm, disappearing without a trace.
The part surrounding Eight-cloud Ink was lightly tapped by his index finger, quickly freezing into ice, finally collapsing and dissipating.
And the simple and crude Sixteen Nights directly waved her fist to disperse the flame.
[Forget about that pervert White Yaksha, but these two —!!]
The Roc Demon King's expression became somewhat serious. Only then did he carefully size up Eight-cloud Ink and Sixteen Nights.
In contrast to the Roc Demon King, Eight-cloud Ink opened her eyes wide: "Lolicon? Perverted uncle? Oh ya, I really want to know something incredible. I won't live past midnight tonight because I know too much, right? "
Together with Sixteen Nights, the two of them looked suspiciously at the Roc Demon King: "I keep feeling that you and that lolicon have some unspeakable story …"
"Bastard!!!!"
The Roc Demon King was still preparing to attack, but White Yaksha immediately stopped him.
"Alright, alright, the princess who ran away from home for so many years still hasn't changed her temper?"
The princess who ran away from home …?
"... Huh?"
Hearing White Yaksha's evaluation of the Roc Demon King, Eight-cloud Ink and Sixteen Nights looked at the girl in front of them in shock.
Contrary to the bold clothes with gorgeous decorations and elegant designs and the bare skin on the back, the Roc Demon King's appearance was still somewhat young. Although it was covered up with makeup, it was obvious that it was a child's face.
It was an elegant decoration on a young woman's bare face.
Her flirtatious behavior was concealed in her aura.
Contrary to the person's personality, charm would become demonic and bewitching. It could actually induce a person's lust that was close to immorality.
… Cough cough, I didn't say anything.
As a Demon King, the Roc Demon King exuded a strange bearing. She seemed to be rather resistant to the name "Princess", impatiently walking forward to glare angrily at White Yaksha.
"Enough is enough. Please don't use that boring name again, White Night King. It's already been a thousand years. The young girls have all become women, and the princesses have all become queens! "
"… No, no, no. I think that even after a thousand years, a seventeen-year-old will still be seventeen, and a sixteen-year-old will still be sixteen."
Eight-cloud Ink whispered.
"What did you say?" The Roc Demon King fiercely glared over.
Eight-cloud Ink shook its head. "I didn't say anything!"
"Wahahahahaha-!!" Sixteenth Night finally couldn't hold back. He bent over and held his stomach as he wildly laughed.
White Yaksha blinked his eyes and suddenly laughed. "Then let's change the way I call you … Just like a thousand years ago, how about calling you 'Jialing Chan' with love?"
Eight-cloud Ink: "Ha? Jialing River? "
Sixteenth Night (whistled): "Jialing Chan ~ ~ ~ ~"
The Roc Demon King – Jialing's beautiful eyebrows tilted to reveal blue veins, but he still maintained his dignity and said to the three in disgust,
"Forget it. I don't have time to chat with you. Come in. Brother is still waiting inside."
⑧
This was an elegant room.
White Yaksha, Eight-cloud Ink, and Sixteenth Night sat on one side. Across from them was Jialing and Flood Dragon Liu, whom they had met once before.
Above them, a tall and sturdy man sat on the throne.
It was a middle-aged man who made people think of the words "courageous and powerful" just by looking at him.
On top of his head was a pair of bull horns that pierced the sky.
The Great Sage who Pacifies the Heavens, the Ox Demon King.
"Guhaha! White Yaksha, we haven't seen each other for a long time, right? "
Holding a bowl of wine, the Bull Demon King raised his head and drank to his heart's content.
"It's been a while."
Jialing turned her head. "I don't want to see her at all."
"Fourth Sister is still the same …" Flood Dragon Liu smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then he smiled apologetically at White Yaksha and the others.
Unlike Sixteenth Night who was always looking around, Eight-cloud Ink's gaze was always on the Bull Demon King.
"Oh? I remember you're called … Yakumo? What's so strange about it? "
"… It's Mo!" Eight-cloud Ink raised her eyebrows. Was this rough and straightforward man really the Great Sage who Pacifies the Heavens?
"Yakumo … Yakumo … Mo … Hehe!"
The Bull Demon King suddenly laughed.
"The word 'eight' has the meaning of dividing things into two." The Bull Demon King looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a meaningful smile. "I've heard a little about your ability – Eight Clouds Surge! Hehe! "
"Mo is black. When all colors are mixed together, it's black. When all colors of light are mixed together, it's white light. Mo also reads your name as Bai."
"Eight-cloud Ink, Yakumo, Yakumo, Yakumo!"
"I'm sorry, Bai is my family's fox." Eight-cloud Ink looked at the Bull Demon King, who was speaking with fervor and assurance.
"There's really Yakumo?"
The Bull Demon King was a little surprised. Then he thought of something and said, "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Don't tell me your family has Yakumo red, Yakumo orange, Yakumo yellow, Yakumo green or something? And you, Yakumo, are the parents? "
"… I already said it's Yakumo!!!"
A big "#" appeared on Yakumo's forehead with a "pop" sound.
"In addition, there's orange, but it hasn't been crowned with the surname Yakumo. My sister is Yakumo Zi, and there's a fox immortal at home called Yakumo Blue. Bull Demon King, are you here to investigate the household registration?"
"I'm curious!"
The Bull Demon King waved his hand and said again,
"Your sister is Yakumo Zi? Hmm … Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple are also the colors of the rainbow. However, the rainbow has an outer and inner side. For the outer side, the outermost side is purple, and the inner side is purple, and purple is the highest color. Kid, your sister's name Yakumo Zi has a deep meaning. "
"… Hmm, then there's blue and orange. Blue is the color of the night sky, orange is the color of the setting sun. Day and night? And you, Black! Hahahaha … "
He could analyze so many things just from the name alone?
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't help but raise the Bull Demon King to a very high level in his heart.
This demon king's wisdom … is terrifying!
On the other side, Jia Ling showed a proud expression, while Jiao Liu kept sighing. "Brother is at it again … This habit is still the same …"
"Let's not talk about this. Little Black, right? This time, I actually asked White Night to bring you here, but what's the matter with the person beside you? "
The Bull Demon King looked at Sixteenth Night.
Not everyone could enter the headquarters of the Great Sage who Pacifies the Heavens.
"I'm not called Little Black!"
"Ah? Okay then, Black! "
Eight-cloud Ink: "… You're still called Little Black."
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