"I suspect you're insulting me." The Eight Treasure Chicken Demon raised his head and widened his eyes.

"You are a chicken demon, not a human. We are human and chicken, not human and human. How can we insult you?" Zhou Xuan walked towards Ruyi breakfast shop while talking.

"It seems to be like this." The eight-treasure chicken demon lowered its head.

One person, one chicken came to Ruyi Breakfast Shop.

The proprietress Liu Ruyi has a graceful figure and looks as usual. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white skin.

"Morning, Aunt Liu." Zhou Xuan couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

He didn't look at anything else, he mainly wanted to see if Aunt Liu's injury was healed. However, judging by her ruddy complexion, she should be almost fine.

"Morning, Xiao Zhou." Liu Ruyi nodded, saw the eight-treasure chicken demon behind Zhou Xuan, and said, "Are you starting to raise chickens?"

She could tell at a glance that the eight-treasure chicken demon in front of her had the cultivation base of nine golden stars.

And Zhou Xuan's realm displayed was only five stars of silver. He raised it by one star for the convenience of passing the assessment.

Zhou Xuan shook his head, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Aunt Liu, this chicken is not mine, it belongs to Uncle Wang downstairs, I just help take it for a while."

The eight-treasure chicken demon pouted: Master Chicken, when did I become someone else's chicken?

However, it didn't break the point, after all, it still wanted to eat meat buns.

"That's it." Liu Ruyi nodded and said, "Then you have to be careful, don't let it hurt you."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand, and said, "Aunt Liu, don't worry, if it dares to hurt me, I'll let Uncle Wang stew it."

It's still the same, his breakfast is a cup of soy milk, a fried dough stick, a bowl of tofu nao, and two white flour steamed buns.

The steamed buns made by Aunt Liu are still as delicious as ever. The ones made by the house next door are not as good as those made by Aunt Liu.

The eight-treasure chicken demon ate meat buns, and they were stuffed with demon meat. He ate ten of them in a row before giving up.

In its words, since you have come to the world, you have to learn how to behave like a human being, and have a taste of human food.

"Are you full?" Zhou Xuan looked at it.

"Full." It burped.

"Just eat enough, don't say I abused you." Zhou Xuan said, took the eight-treasure chicken demon, and walked into the Demon Town Academy.

He first went to the registration office to register, entered the information of Babaoji, and got an ID card for it.

With such an identity card, Babaoji can walk freely in the academy. Otherwise, it will be treated as a dangerous monster.

A chicken demon that has lost its hair is walking on the road, which is really eye-catching.

Other people's pet animals are all glamorous, and they are so arrogant.

Looking at the Babao Chicken Demon again, it doesn't have a single hair on its body, which is indeed a bit unsightly.

Zhou Xuan deliberately didn't let the Eight-treasure Chicken Demon grow hair, even if it did grow, he would have to pluck it out.

Only in this way can the presence of the Eight Treasure Chicken Demon be reduced, making it easier to hide its identity.

Babao Chicken Demon doesn't have long hair, so he doesn't feel inferior. Instead, he raised his head and chest, with a majestic and high-spirited look.

In its words, it used to be a demon king, and it didn't bother to care about those passers-by around it.

On the way, Zhou Xuan specially reminded it: "This is the Zhenyao Academy, and there are many big bosses hidden. If you don't think your life is too long, you have to keep a low profile."

"I haven't lived enough yet." Babao Chicken Demon looked left and right, full of curiosity.

After walking for a while, when it came to the foot of the back mountain, it suddenly felt bad.

"Where are we going?" It looked up to the top of the mountain and saw a tall tower, and its heart skipped a beat.

"Go to the Demon Town Tower." Zhou Xuan strode forward and went up.

"Suppressing Demon Tower!" Babao Chicken Demon was surprised and said, "Did you have no good intentions and want to lock me in, Lord Chicken?"

Even if it thinks about it with its butt, it knows where the Demon Suppressing Tower is, it must be the place to suppress monsters.

Therefore, at this moment, its feet seemed to be fixed, and it was difficult to move forward half a step.

For this reason, Zhou Xuan had to stop, and said: "If I want to mess with you, do I have to wait until now? I've already killed you and drank the stew."

When Babao Chicken Demon heard it, he thought it was the same.

"Aren't you cowardly?" Zhou Xuan prodded it on purpose, "I didn't even arrive at the Demon Suppressing Tower, so I'm afraid it will be like this. Fortunately, you used to be a demon king, so you are a coward."

After hearing this, Babao Chicken Demon was stimulated, and deliberately said stiffly: "Who said I'm afraid of Master Chicken? Just go."

The key is that it also knows that if Zhou Xuan wants to harm it, there is no need to wait until now.

So, it still bit the bullet and followed.

The higher it goes up, the closer it is to the Town Demon Tower, the harder its little heart beats.

When it faced the Zhenyao Tower, it was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, and it felt uncomfortable all over.

The environment at the back of the mountain is depressing, and it is even more depressing at the top of the mountain.

The Zhenyao Tower stands on the top of the mountain, as if exuding the power of heaven.

Zhou Xuan had gradually gotten used to the environment here, but the Babao Chicken Demon was different, it was his first time here, so he felt very uncomfortable.

One person and one chicken reached the top of the mountain, but no one else was seen.

Usually, apart from the students who deliver food, the students who do odd jobs in the Town Demon Tower come here. Other students are rarely willing to come here.

It's still early and they haven't arrived yet.

And those students will leave early after finishing their work, and they don't want to stay here any longer. UU reading

There is no one like Zhou Xuan who stays inside the Demon Suppressing Tower from morning till night.

As for safety issues, don't worry. Ever since the Tower of Demon Suppression stood in the back mountain, there has never been a successful escape from the prison by monsters.

"Come on, follow me in." Zhou Xuan opened the door on the first floor of the Demon Town Tower, intending to go in.

Behind, the Babao chicken demon became more and more startled as he looked at it, and said: "What are you doing in there, I won't go in."

Looking at it like that, it is obviously afraid.

Holding the identity card belonging to Babaoji, Zhou Xuan said: "If you don't come in, then wait outside. Without the ID card, you can't go anywhere. If you go out rashly, you will be regarded as an invading monster Deal with it, there is only one dead end, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After he finished speaking, he walked in.

The eight-treasure chicken demon looked left and right outside, but nothing happened.

In the end, it still felt more at ease following Zhou Xuan.

So, it tiptoed into the Town Demon Tower: "You wait for me."

As soon as it arrived inside, Zhou Xuanguan entered the deepest empty room.

"I'll go, you cheated me, didn't you say it's none of my business?" It shouted being fooled.

Zhou Xuan glared at it, and said, "What's your name? I'm afraid you'll get into trouble, and I'm protecting you. I'll let you out after dinner."

The eight-treasure chicken demon fluttered its wings, with a sad expression on its face: "There are many routines in the world, I want to go back to the mountain village."

Zhou Xuancai didn't care about it, and was busy signing in.

At the same time, Ergouzi appeared in front of Song Fan with a swollen face in the college at the foot of the mountain.

"What's wrong with you, I told you to buy breakfast, did you go to hook up with another little **** and got beaten up?" Song Fan looked at the injured Er Gouzi with a puzzled face.