Chapter 142

"Lord."

Blood sickle pretty small face all suppress red, "what demon are you looking for in the end?"

Mo Yan didn't answer.

Blood sickle swallowed saliva, and said: "but you let Shen fan go to the imperial palace to check, the eagle demon?"

Mo Yan still didn't answer.

Concentrate on finding the big demon map.

When I turn to the page of Baize's totem, I pause a little. Because small Mo Mo once mentioned white Ze, so he subconsciously will see two more eyes.

This one sees, can't help but frown.

How can it be... So ugly?

Little Momo doesn't mean that Baize is more beautiful than Xuanwu. Why is this pair on the atlas so ugly that it's a new height!

The thick and fat body, the twisted hair, the twisted black horn like a devil, the blood red eyes all over the body, the salivating purple tusks, the triangular boar hoof, the forked tail without a hair... Combined together, it's not just a simple "hot eye" three words can describe.

"Ah! This big demon is really ugly. " Blood sickle see Mo Yan ignore him, put the head close to past, looked at one eye, immediately exclaimed, "daytime can frighten to death a person!"

Mo Yan finally raised his head and gave a parrot spirit a look of "you retarded".

You are a killer. You are famous for cutting your head with a sickle. You have a bloody reputation. How dare you tell him that you are timid? Look at the picture of Baize and you're scared to death?

Why don't you go to heaven?

Feeling the dislike of his master, xuesickle shrunk his head and forced to explain: "it's frightening. So ugly, let alone human beings, even ghosts and monsters can be scared. This Baize is really the head of ten thousand demons. "

Mo Yan's canthus Drew: "Baize should not be named the head of ten thousand demons because of his appearance."

It's a world of power.

This is true of humans, and so is the demon race.

"So, Lord, what demon are you looking for?" Blood sickle again to the topic around to the original place, "do you want subordinates to help you?"? In addition to assassination and beheading, my subordinates can share your worries about other things. "

Mo Yan thought about it and felt that it was too slow to find it alone.

Anyway, the assassination task that blood sickle takes in is less, idle is also idle, it is better to investigate the mysterious origin of little Momo together.

"Get the ink."

"All right." Blood sickle quickly took the best brush and ink, spread rice paper and ground Hui ink.

Mo Yan is proud of his pen.

One stroke, one outline, one halo.

In my mind, when I was in the secret place of burning Xi, I got along with the little guy bit by bit.

After a while, a vivid little white hair ball appeared on the rice paper, especially the pair of pale glass eyes.

"How lovely Blood sickle widened his eyes and exclaimed, "how can there be such a beautiful demon?"

The more you look, the more you like it.

The blood sickle felt that he was just facing such a picture, and his heart was about to sprout. "I really want to keep one by my side."

Mo Yanjun's face sank and his brow wrinkled: "no!"

The sound was as cold as ice.

Or ice dregs wrapped in glass.

Blood sickle aggrieved way: "ah? Why? Such a lovely little guy, is a person to see, will want to raise in the side of a good pet it

Mo Yan snorted coldly.

His eyes grew colder and filled with unhappiness.

"She's mine."