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Regarding Lai Ting, unless Yang San can become a saint, it is not easy to reunite the scattered souls. But now she really can't become a saint.
Her eyes fell on the Demon King, and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously. As the main soul fragment, the aroma from it made her unable to hold back, and she just wanted to swallow it in one gulp.
Even before she put it in her mouth, she had already imagined the delicious taste in it, which must be better than unicorn meat. This time, I will not let the Demon King go, and let him find trouble everywhere.
The demon king was dressed in black, which made his face even more handsome and innocent, with a hint of evil. His brows were drawn into the temples, and even in an extremely unfavorable situation, his face remained motionless. The certainty that everything was under control really made people want to slap him in the face.
His naturally cold voice was deep, "Jianmu was felled with the tacit consent of the gods, but even the saints who counted without omissions did not expect that the fall of Jianmu caused the aura of heaven and earth to decay, and the barrier of the earth gradually weakened. Sooner or later One day, humans and gods will be annihilated. Therefore, the way of heaven needs new building blocks."
Before the devil spoke, Su Xiaomei had already stepped back. She has always been the most knowledgeable and interesting person in this regard. She will never be more curious about things she shouldn't know.
Yang San looked calm, "You mean, I am Jianmu selected by Tiandao?"
There was a faint smile on the corner of the Demon King's lips, "So all the saints dote on you and pamper you. You are invincible on the way of growth. No matter how many monsters you swallow, no one will hold you accountable. They need you to be the new Jianmu, so sacrificing a little monster is nothing."
The Demon King never took his eyes off Yang San's face, and waited leisurely for that exquisite face to be stained with the hatred and shock he expected. Everything he does is for today.
He didn't want to be tied down, quietly waiting for the end of the world to come. For this reason, he sacrificed most of the demons in order to promote Jianmu's growth. People like Yang San who have never suffered setbacks are more likely to be unable to accept the cruel reality. As long as there is a momentary hole in her mind, then he will be able to seduce her into a demon before she becomes Jianmu.
The Jianmu grown by such Yang San will continuously create demonic energy, which will not only restore the stability of the barrier, but also make this land a paradise for the demons.
All his deliberate plans are waiting for today, even if he sacrifices himself for this. All for the greater good.
Yang San looked at the Demon King, his face was never mature, as if she had grown up at this moment, "I see."
From childhood to adulthood, all her doubts have been explained. It's no wonder that no matter who is in the Three Realms, they are quite tolerant of her and let her jump around. She can be canonized as a saint if she goes out of any country, and an archangel will crown her personally. The speed of her practice is even faster, and the thunder that the monsters are afraid of has never hurt her.
She thought it was because she was loved by everyone and had her own aura¡ª¡ªI dare say she was wearing the aura of the savior. The so-called favor of the Dao of Heaven is all cold calculations.
She looked at the Demon King, but her expression remained calm, "I see."
Her original dusty memory seemed to be wiped away by a handkerchief, revealing her true colors.
When she was dealing with Tianlei, the master who was her protector took away her inner alchemy, causing her to sleep for thousands of years. Her memory was even modified to mistakenly believe that she had overslept. Master, he wants to change her fate.
Little Hades was not forgiving, but secretly reminded her to eat less from time to time.
The leader of Tongtian also told her secretly that after eating too much and getting fat, be careful to grow up and become ugly.
After Xu Chunshen discovered this, he would rather annoy her than watch her go on a diet all the time.
Perhaps everyone's purpose was not pure at the beginning, but the feelings they gave later were definitely not hypocritical. She only looks at the result, not the process.
Yang San is loved.
She collected herself, stopped looking at the Demon King, and swallowed him flatly. She felt that her strength had risen again, but it was not enough. Now she was still a quasi-sage.
After eating the devil again, Yang San raised his head and looked not far away, "Meat buns."
In fact, Roubao arrived here just now, probably because of the delicious smell - this child is better than Yang San in terms of sensitivity to food.
Roubao flattened his mouth, his expression aggrieved, "Sister, if we become Jianmu, can we still eat delicious food?"
Yang San was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Should it be possible, for example, to bury the delicacies in the ground and let the roots absorb them?" She also thought about this question.
Roubao suddenly smiled, the smile was as pure and innocent as ever.Tolerance.
She flashed in front of Xu Chunshen, and kissed him hard. No matter what, you have to kiss enough, otherwise you won't be able to kiss in the future, what a loss.
Yang San sighed, in fact, she is not interested in saving the world. She can only pretend to be a minority in her heart, but as the boss, she must take responsibility.
Xu Chunshen had a bad premonition, but found that he was suddenly unable to act. When Yang San was kissing him just now, he had already made small movements to imprison him.
In fact, Yang San was still a little bit reluctant, how delicious Xu Chunshen's blood was.
She licked her lips, stopped looking at him, and went directly to Roubao. Knocking out, digging the inner alchemy, the whole movement is done in one go. After all, practice makes perfect, and she is very experienced in this area. Roubao's current cultivation base is also quasi-sage, and his inner alchemy directly made Yang San's cultivation base improve by leaps and bounds.
There was a surge of heat in her body, and she felt that she had successfully broken through that barrier and became a saint. If a thousand years ago, she could have the cultivation of a saint, she would definitely want to tell the world, show off by the way, and then take the opportunity to hold a few more banquets, and receive gifts and be soft-hearted.
However¡¡
The fruit on the head fell to the ground, and Yang San's body turned into a huge tree, stationed on the ground. Jianmu is still growing, the original earthquake gradually subsided, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
Xu Chunshen seemed to hear her voice in a trance.
"You are not allowed to make food for others, otherwise I will not let you go even if I make a tree."
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