[Chapter 358 See White Snow Again]

(third update)

There are two purposes for coming to Crescent Bay on the 15th. First, to find clues of broken jade, and second, to catch up with Xiaowu, Ape Da and Xiaohei. However, at this moment, he is like a child, with the gloomy little demon.

If you are a normal person, you can either destroy the little demon or ignore it and let it die. Except for both of them, all of them can be attributed to abnormality.

15 is the third category of people. The voice of the little demon makes him unhappy, but he wants to see what the little demon can do, so he wants to elevate his posture so that he can make the little demon afraid in momentum.

"The hateful human beings haven't left yet? Do you really have to take action before you feel afraid? If you don't leave, I will do it. I really do it?"

The little demon shouted for a while, but still didn't mean to do it.

"I ask you, which group of demons are you?" 15 does not know much about the demon clan in Crescent Bay. Except for the Golden Magpie clan, which makes him a little familiar, he has never heard of other demon clans.

In his perception, the little demon with a gloomy voice is not powerful, and the exact location naturally can't escape his perception, but this little demon is a little special... Why is it just shouting but not moving? Or is it just intimidation, but nothing else?

"You humble human, leave quickly, or I will really do it, and I will eat your whole family and everyone you know..."

"Is it over?" 15. No matter how good his self-restraint is, even if he wants to see the ability of the little demon, he can't stand it repeating threatening words.

"Hum..." With a cold hum, his body was as fast as lightning, and appeared behind a rock in an instant. At this moment, the realm of cultivation has almost broken through to the psychic realm, and its speed is unbelievable. Before the gloomy demon was aware of it, the fifteenth came to it.

The little demon looks like an old man with white hair. Although he can't see his face, he is old from his rickety back.

"It turned out to be an old demon... Let me ask you again, which demon clan are you from?" Fifteen frowned slightly, and his middle finger and index finger had unconsciously merged, because the old man gave him too gloomy feeling.

"Hey, young man, if you just go back like that, why do you still flow this muddy water?" The old man's gloomy voice suddenly changed, and he also emitted a fierce breath.

As soon as the old man's breath emerged, he felt bad on the 15th. He was about to retreat, but a huge energetic palm suddenly formed in the air, pinching the 15th death, like pinching an ant.

"You, are you a demon?" Seeing the power suddenly burst out of the old man, his pupils suddenly wrinkled. No wonder his perception only felt the breath of a little demon. It turned out that the old man was too horrible and was simply hiding his breath. How could the boy at the peak of the sword be compared with the demon god?

I was captured by the old man with a huge energetic hand, and the fifteenth was almost breathless.

"Young man, your strength is good. You have such cultivation at a young age, but in the eyes of the old man, you don't see enough..." The old man smiled, and the energetic hand that captured 15 in the air waved violently and threw 15 out.

"Who are you?" Although the old man was unparalleled, he did not kill the 15th, but only punished the 15th.

Don't know how to praise? Before that, 15 still laughed at the little demon hidden in the dark for not knowing how to praise, but I didn't expect that the person who really didn't know how to praise was himself.

"Hey, old man, my name is Bian Yuan..." The old man finally turned around, with a thin face and cheeks concave inward, like a zombie jumping out of the coffin.

"What, the old man's appearance scared you?" The old man smiled, but his eyes flowed on the fifteenth, as if to see through the fifteenth.

"No..." The old man's eyes were extremely cold, like two fascinating lightnings, and for some reason, it was always difficult for the old man to rest assured.

Why on earth is this? Is it because he is a demon god and appeared in the crescent bay?

Fifteen frowned slightly and was invisibly wary of the old man. Seeing this appearance on the 15th, the old man also guessed that he was inseparable. He said, "Hey, young man, do you think the old man is afraid of you? Don't be afraid. In fact, the old man was just bored and joked with you. As for now, the old man won't be bored, because... you are about to be chopped into meat sauce..."

As soon as the word "sauce" fell, the old man suddenly disappeared in place. However, at this time, the wind around suddenly rose and soon condensed into a tornado.

15 was shocked. He had been guarding against the old man, but he didn't expect the other party to make a move like electricity. He didn't even understand how he moved, and his whole body was shrouded in wind.

After all, 15 has also experienced several battles. Although the other party is a demon god, and it is not comparable to the two little demon gods, 15 has no intention of retreating.

If the old man really annoys him, the power of heaven and the artifact can be used together, and the old man can't eat it. However, 15 is clear in his heart that the power of rebellion and artifacts are the last means to save his life, and he will not use them unless he has to.

The source wooden sword grew rapidly, and thousands of vines were like agile snakes, forming a huge protective circle around his body, blocking the wind from the rattan, but 15 himself cut off the sword spirit out of thin air, and the sword spirit roared into the wind like a mud cow into the sea, and it was gone forever.

"Hey, young man, the sword spirit is good, but it's useless for me. You'd better let me cut it into meat sauce..."

The old man's gloomy voice came from nowhere, and his scalp was numb. The old man only turned into a storm, did not use any moves, and did not intend to launch an attack. He is like a person watching a play in the stands. Under his encirclement, how to get rid of the 15th seems to have become the highlight of the play.

"You dream..." The fifteen Yuanmu Sword can only protect him from the wind for the time being, but over time, there is no benefit to him at all, and the old man is a demon god. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape the palm of his hand.

Unless...unless...

15 knew very well that if he wanted to escape, he had to use his own cards, but what he didn't expect was that another "unless" appeared.

A black gauze silk scarf suddenly appeared in front of 15. When he first saw it, 15 didn't care. However, after a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he remembered something, and suddenly pulled the gauze scarf, and a strong force came from it, pulling him gently.

"Boom..."

At this time, the old man's wind swept through something serious and suffocated in an instant. Therefore, only 15 pulled by a light gauze scarf had this opportunity to fly to the sky and get rid of the old man's wind.

When he fled, the most resentful person was naturally the old man who turned into a storm. He once again condensed into an inhuman-like zombie from the wind. A pair of turbid old eyes narrowed slightly and spit out two words coldly to the space not far away: "Is that you?"

15 was pulled and rushed out. Although he didn't know who saved him, when he saw this gauze silk scarf, he could guess that the person was inseparable. In his limited memory, this black gauze silk scarf once made it difficult for him to sleep.

Slowly fell to the ground, and the fifteenth had hurriedly followed the old man's eyes... Sure enough, as the old man's voice fell, a figure completely shrouded in darkness loomed like water waves.

Completely shrouded in darkness, it can be faintly seen as a young woman. A black veil covered her, and her face was wrapped in a layer of black veil, which made people unable to see her face clearly. A ponytail fell like a galaxy and fell all the way down to her delicate buttocks, but this was not the most eye-catching.

Her red diamond-like eyes are the symbol of her identity and status.

"White Devil..."

"White snow..."

15 and the old man spoke at the same time, but these two different names also represent their views on the woman, a demon god that the world spits on or an unforgettable confidant?

PS: Three update, hehe...