Seeing Fang Tian go away from his feet in a rage, and when he turned around and walked back with his eyebrows lowered, Ba Minghu still held his head high, as if he didn't see him. He squinted at this little demon Fang Tian without any discipline from the corner of his eyes, only looking at this little demon smiling there, but he didn't seem to be interested in paying attention to him anymore.

Fang Tian approached the Eight Ming Tigers, and then gently placed Senior Sister Su in his hands in front of the Eight Ming Tiger's feet. He was very careful with him, and he also showed his determination to do it himself, shamelessly stepped forward and stood in front of the Eight Ming Tigers.

Within a few steps, he noticed that he seemed to be standing a little closer. At this time, although Baminghu was still squatting on the ground, he walked in front of him and found that he was only tall and powerful with his legs.

How can you talk if you can't see your face? Fang Shao also smiled and slowly took a few steps back. At this time, he could only see the tiger whiskers of the Eight Ming Tigers in front of him, and it seemed very difficult to look directly at his old man's face to express a little respect.

After thinking about it, Fang Tian, who was anxious, gave up these false courtesies. He only looked at one of the giant legs of the Eight Ming Tigers, and arched his hand towards the giant legs with a respectful face: "Senior Demon King, your old man is doing well, save my Senior Sister Su quickly." ”

Fang Shao, who was so anxious that he was about to cry, continued: "If you really want to know how to die of your love, Fang Tian and I will definitely try my best to help you come up with countless good ways, even if you want to know what you want to do, what the hell you are .......... for you."

Speaking of this, Fang Tian was also stunned, he had been thinking about the Demon King to save Su Chen, and he still said this, what would the Demon King think of his old man?

"Uh......", Fang Tian, who was flamboyant, really saw that the countless tiger hairs under the demon king's face exploded, although his old man's jaw was full of hair, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but obviously these few sycophants didn't hit the point, and Baming Tiger was already very unhappy.

After hearing Fang Tian's words, "Demon King, what the ......hell are you old man doing", the Demon King lowered his head and glanced at Fang Tian with deep contempt. Turn around and turn your legs to walk away.

From being so surprised to seeing the Demon King pull his legs and about to walk away, Fang Tian, who felt that he had been tricked, suddenly fell from heaven to hell again. This demon king obviously promised that he was going to save Senior Sister Su, and he clearly said that he was willing to save her with a hundred years of skill? But this demon king is about to go back on his word? Is this still worthy of his identity as a demon king?

was coaxed and frightened by the demon king, and under the sudden deception and teasing, Fang Tian, who was originally a good-natured picture, really became angry.

The demon king raised his head and pulled his legs to withdraw, obviously a shameless look, and Fang Tian couldn't care about his image and the fan who begged in a low voice. Ba Ming Hu turned around, a giant tail flickered in front of him, and Fang Shao rushed forward angrily. The probe grabbed the big tail of the Eight Ming Tigers. He struggled with all his strength, and he didn't distinguish between cyan strength, and all his spiritual sense, demonic energy, divine thoughts, and thoughts were all used to come out, and while pulling, he yelled in his mouth: "You shameless old demon, you dare to lie to me, see that I don't pluck your hair." ”

The Eight Ming Tigers were pulled wildly by Fang Tian's struggle, don't you say, Fang Tian's body forging technique was really not in vain. After a few pulls, he pulled off a hundred and ten yellow hairs from the extremely hard tail of the Eight Ming Tigers.

Ba Minghu was ripped off by Fang Tian's unsympathetic mess, and he also screamed miserably. The brush put away this big tail that swaggered around, but kept telling forgiveness: "Alas, mom, let go." Let go, you little demon don't talk anymore, why can't you make a joke at all? Okay, let's get down to business, you can take care of it, my brother is going to cast a spell. ”

Looking at the tiger tail in severe pain, and the tiger hair on his face was so painful that he wrinkled together, Fang Tian also felt a sense of emotion. This is clearly the Eight Ming Tiger who looks at us as a naughty child. Fang Tian also realized that this old demon had really just been playing with himself all along, but Fang Tian's heart was also hot, and a feeling of being cared for arose spontaneously. This demon king is really good, it seems that the demons are not all bad people.

Finding that Fang Tian understood his painstaking efforts, the Demon King Baming Tiger glared at the tiger's eyes, stretched out a huge tiger claw, like a giant hand, and caressed it lovingly on Fang Tian's golden bald head. After a while, he continued: "You little demon is too anxious, this is not good." Alas, poor is still a hard-working little demon, just become a demon body, open the demon consciousness for only a few years, and I want to pounce on this human infant woman, sad, sad, alas, you are not the incarnation of the wood spirit, and you still want to come to the combination of a demon? This is a big taboo, boy, in the future, there will be your hard life. ”

As he spoke, he really looked at Fang Tian with pity in his eyes.

Seeing that the Demon King was so sympathetic to his "unfortunate encounter with a human woman", Fang Tian couldn't help but lower his head in a hurry, not daring to reply again, so as not to attract the Demon King's alternative education.

Ba Minghu saw that Fang Tian finally stopped playing tricks, and he stopped teasing Fang Tian.

With a long sigh, Ba Minghu walked to Su Chen's side with square steps.

After standing still, the light in the eyes of the Eight Ming Tigers kept flickering, and he seriously used the demon knowledge and demonic qi in Su Chen's body to look at every part of the meridian without skimming it. He made sure that his opinion was correct, and Ba Minghu sighed and continued: "It seems that the luck of this demon king is really bad, and it hasn't been out for a day, and a hundred years of skill will not be guaranteed." ”

The demon consciousness turned wildly, and the demonic qi condensed, only to see a pair of tiger eyes under the eyes of the Eight Ming Tigers suddenly released a green light, shooting towards Su Chen's body, as the green light burst towards Su Chen's body, Fang Tian, who had been paying attention to the movements of the Eight Ming Tigers, felt that his eyes, spiritual senses, and five senses and six senses lit up at the same time, and his eyes, spiritual senses, and five senses and six senses suddenly lost all senses.

The Eight Ming Tiger Demon Consciousness carried the pure demonic energy, straight out of the eyes, the heaven and earth were extremely pure, and it was obvious that the aura that could only be condensed by the master of the Yuan Infant came one after another. The huge and incomparable demonic consciousness induced by the Eight Ming Tigers actually suppressed Fang Tian's body, demonic energy, and spiritual sense, and almost wanted to disperse.

Then there was a "boom", and a demonic aura around the Eight Ming Tigers burst out like a tide, and Fang Tian, who was closer, was swept out of the land by this demonic aura.

This place is finally a relatively safe place, and the body can finally be controlled, but Fang Tian's ears still keep hearing the roar of the Eight Ming Tiger's demon consciousness dancing, and the demon roar of the Eight Ming Tiger came from the spiritual sense: "Distinguish objects with both eyes, look at it again, the true yuan returns, and the aura ....... on its own" (to be continued......