"Husband, you are too idealistic. Even if Xiaojin really becomes a five clawed golden dragon, isn't it still a timid little gold?" Su said with a white look.
Ye Fan's brows wrinkled. It seems that this is the case. The timid dragon is hard to change his nature.
Little Kingdon turned around again, dejected.
"I don't know how long it will take for sasam to go to the top of the scarlet, so that I can see Sally," said the fog night bug.
"Should be quick, drink two pots of tea, and then wait, try my new devil's tea in crystal." Ning Zimo took the teapot and made it for everyone.
On the other side, the top of scarlet, the palace of the devil.
A suit of armour, in front of entering the palace, changed into a noble's casual clothes, looked particularly thin.
"You haven't been back for some days, Lord sasam.".
An old devil, dressed in a yellow robe, with a rosary on his chest and a bald head, came out of the palace.
"Master Kalan", sasam put his hands together, "I have something important to do. I want to see his highness, but his highness is meditating?"
"Your Highness Asmod has completed today's practice. You are here at the right time to see you," said Jia Lan with a smile.
"That's very good. I still have military affairs in my body, but it's not convenient to disturb the cultivation of his Highness the devil king. I was still a little uneasy on the way just now.".
Two people said, all the way into the elegant decoration, hanging around the Buddha statue, light a lamp of the hall.
Asmod, the king of desire, is sitting on a futon and reciting Sutras in silence. He looks quite young in a grey robe and holding a rosary."Commander of the fallen angels, sarsim brannell, see your highness.".
'said sasam respectfully, with a knight salute.
Asmod opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were scarlet, like enchanting jewels.
However, the vision is as clear as mountain spring, pure without impurities, a smile, people like a spring breeze.
"Sasmer, just come back and sit down," Asmod said.
A servant of the palace, a maid in a nun's dress, sent a futon to sasam.
Sasam clasped his hands and saluted Amitabha before he sat down.
"I haven't seen your Highness for several years. This time, it seems that Buddha's nature has increased a lot. It seems that Zen enlightenment is more profound," sassim lamented.
"Buddhism is boundless. The longer you practice with master Jialan, the more you feel that you are small as dust, and the world is illusory." Asmod shook his head with a sigh.
"Your Highness has a high realm. I, such as vulgar people, are still entangled in common affairs. I can't get rid of them," sassim said with a wry smile.
"Sasam, I heard that you were in distress at Christo, the brother of the fifth demon, the flying wing of Grande? Have you ever been a little weak, have you been hurt? " Asmod looked concerned.
"Thank you, your highness, for your concern. Thanks to the help of a noble man, you have secured the fortress.
This time I came back, on the one hand, to report the battle to his highness; on the other hand, he was entrusted by the noble man to ask for his highness, "said sassim.
"Oh? Can you help us when the seventh kingdom is in turmoil? "
Asmod's face was devout and his hands clasped: "Amitabha, is it that the Buddha didn't give up the suffering of our demon people that he sent this noble man here?"
"Your Highness, this man is called Ye Fan. He belongs to Shenlong family. He has the sense of imperial sword. He is respected as a sword God in the world of flood and famine..."
"Ye Fan? Sword God Asmod frowned thoughtfully.
"Well, it's just the people who are fishing for fame! Sasam, you've been cheated
At this time, a voice full of disdain came in from the outside.
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