When Miss Duan saw it, she recognized it as the legendary Monkey King, and hurriedly saluted: "Great Sage, it was a misunderstanding just now, and the little girl will leave." With that, he turned and walked to the side.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, blocked the other party's way, and said with a smile: "Don't be busy, sit down and chat, my old Sun is still very curious about what happened three thousand years ago." ”

Miss Duan felt sad in her heart, and said secretly: Why is this Sun Dasheng the same as that little white dragon? Could it be that the nature of dragon scum is still contagious?

"Xian'er, come, I'll help you down and sit down. Long Xiaobai hugged Zhu Xian'er like a husband considerately.

Zhu Xian'er was crying in her heart, and she couldn't wait to take the antidote immediately, but she was really unwilling, and she had spent so much effort to see when this dragon scum would be played.

"Master, let's go down and listen to the story together!" Long Xiaobai turned his head and shouted at Tang Seng who was looking at Zhu Bajie with murderous eyes.

Tang Seng retracted his gaze, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Master, I'll help you. Sha Seng ran over like a grandson, holding Tang Seng's arm.

"Xiaobai, I love you!" Zhu Bajie looked at Long Xiaobai with emotion, and almost cried.

"Hey, hey, let's go, sit inside. Sun Wukong stopped Miss Duan and smiled.

Miss Duan had no choice but to turn around and enter the inn.

......

At this time, the first floor of the inn was brightly lit, and the unconscious proprietress had been sent back to the room by Sha Seng to rest.

There is a pot of tea on a table, surrounded by seven ~ people.

Miss Duan had always been very nervous, especially when she saw the legendary little white dragon sitting beside her, she couldn't help but feel the urge to run away.

And what about that dragon scum? He put his arm around the shoulder of a spider spirit with one hand, and leaned back on the chair with a fan with the other, he was simply a special young master.

Looking at the famous Tang Seng who was the reincarnation of the golden cicada, he even pretended not to see it! Oh my God! Is Tang Seng blind? His own apprentice hugged the woman!

"Shu~ Miss Duan, it seems that your status in destroying France is not low!What's the matter??The exorcist is also an official?" Long Xiaobai directly opened the topic.

Miss Duan showed a reluctant smile and said, "I am an exorcist, and I am the one where there are demons." Actually, I've been here for two years now. I've also solved some monster troubles for this country.,Unfortunately,I haven't found the devil.。 ”

"Oh, what's the matter, Miss Duan said that the demon is the demon of the demon race in the Three Thousand Realms War for three thousand years?" Long Xiaobai was very curious about this, and had heard Ao Yan talk about it in the Four Seas Dabi.

"Yes! Three thousand years ago, my exorcist clan was famous! Because our family has been exorcising demons for generations, and we can deal with demons very easily! Unfortunately, in that battle three thousand years ago, my exorcist clan was taken care of by the demons 'specially', and they were almost killed and injured. Until now, I'm the only one left......"

Miss Duan's expression was proud, declining, and unwilling. The glory of the family 3,000 years ago has now come to an end.

"But ......," her eyes suddenly twinkled with determination. Said proudly: "But my exorcist clan is born to exorcise demons! Even if I am the only one left, I will continue the family's mission!

"Well said!" Long Xiaobai praised.

Everyone was in unison, and they all looked at this startled neurosis.

Long Xiaobai didn't care, but looked at Miss Duan and asked, "So Miss Duan came to destroy France because there are demons here?"

"Yes, I traveled the world, I just want to find the demons, kill them quickly! Since I arrived here two years ago, I felt that there was a demonic aura in this extermination, so I stayed to find the demons. It's a pity that it's been two years, and I've only met a few little monsters, and I haven't found the demons. ”

"Ding!"

"Open the main quest: Destroy the French Lost!Reward: 10,000 experience points!"

"Damn, that's it?" Long Xiaobai was speechless. This special main quest not only came very late, but also very suddenly, and there is no clear line.

Destroy the French Trace, what Trace, the Demon Race, or destroy the French King, why did he kill the monk?

"Miss Duan, I don't know what that demonic qi is, can you let us know about it?"

"This is something that only we exorcists can feel, the reason for the bloodline, unless ordinary people have special means, it is difficult to see the demonic energy. Miss Duan explained.

"Oh~ I see. Long Xiaobai nodded, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Then he asked, "Can Miss Duan tell me what the demons are like?"

Miss Duan glanced at the little white dragon and didn't understand how the other party looked like a curious baby. But it was not easy to refuse, so he took out a sheepskin from his bosom. With a slight shake, the sheepskin opened, revealing a painting.

There's a guy on it, yes, a man! But he has blood-red eyes! Not only that, but there are also some black lines on the exposed skin.

"This is the Demon Race?"

"This is just one of the demons, because they are not only good at disguise, but also possess others to do evil. Actually, they're just like us, but more vicious, more ruthless, more ruthless, more evil!"

Miss Duan's words made everyone gather together, and only Zhu Xian'er, who seemed to know the demon clan, remained calm.

In other words, none of the people here have experienced the Great War of the Three Realms three thousand years ago. Because, except for Tang Seng's previous life, none of them have an age of 3,000 years.

Except, of course, Zhu Xian'er, whose age is unknown.

"Xian'er, how old are you?" asked Long Xiaobai with an abrupt turn.

"I want you to take care of it!" Zhu Xian'er slammed back directly, and at the same time struggled for a while, taking advantage of the other party's absent-mindedness to get out of the other party's clutches.

Miss Duan suddenly stood up and saluted Tang Seng and said, "Elder Tang, this king of France hates monks the most, it is better for you to leave, so as not to cause extraneous branches." ”

Tang Seng got up and clasped his hands together. "Amitabha, Lord Duan, since the king of France killed the monk, the poor monk can't leave. The poor monk wanted to use the Dharma to influence him and make him change his prejudice against monks. This is also the task given by the Bodhisattva. It is the duty of people in the Buddha realm such as us. ”

"Okay~ Since Elder Tang insisted on this, the little woman was not easy to persuade and took her leave. With that, he turned and left.

"Miss Duan, wait. Long Xiaobai stood up.

"What are you doing?" Miss Duan became vigilant.

Long Xiaobai got up, walked in front of Miss Duan, looked at her carefully, and muttered at the same time: "It's like! It's so beautiful!"

Miss Duan was seen covered in hair, and her hair stood on end. If the other party is not a little white dragon, it is okay, and he will be happy to be praised by this handsome son. But...... The other party is dragon scum!

"That~ Elder Long should have recognized the wrong person, I don't look like anyone, I took my leave!" Miss Duan finished speaking, and left the inn as if she were fleeing.

(End of chapter)