Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

When Hui Neng said this, Huike immediately looked over and saw Zhao Xuan waving to them. The young man was dressed in red and his hair was not tied up with a hairpin.

Instead, she chose to tie it up with a red hairband, which made her look more youthful.

His ordinary appearance could not hide his noble and flamboyant temperament.

"Senior brother." Huineng almost instinctively asked Mingxuan beside him for help.

After all, it seemed that Huike could no longer protect him. For a demon boy like Zhao Xuan, who had a high level of cultivation and an unpredictable temper, only Fuzi could give him a sense of security.

"Is he going to follow us?" Huike was a little dumbfounded when she encountered this situation for the first time.

"Don't worry about it, go up and rest after eating." Mingxuan could feel that there was no hostility in the young man. Since there was no hostility, even if the other party was really following him, it would not affect him in the slightest.

One second he said don't worry about it, but the next moment, Zhao Xuan was sitting next to Ming Xuan with a bottle of wine without any scruples.

You must know that although they came out this time as a group of six, no one dared to sit next to Buddha. He was always alone.

Zhao Xuan's approach attracted the attention of the other five disciples of Tianfo Sect, but Ming Xuan, the person involved, had no reaction.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Zhao Xuan said with a smile on his face, which can be called cheeky, "I just came here to share a table, don't be so surprised, right?"

Huineng complained in his mind, there are so many tables in the inn, do you want to share a table with them?

Huike and the others glanced at Fozi and saw that Mingxuan didn't say anything. Naturally, they couldn't speak even more.

But it is inevitable that you will be a little unaccustomed to it. In Tianfo Sect, Buddhist disciples have always given people the impression of being out of the mud and unsullied. Most of the disciples dare not approach easily for fear of disturbing the Buddhist disciples.

This boy from the demon race was good. He pestered the Buddha from the very beginning, as if he had evil intentions.

What's wrong here is that they always feel that the demon clan still wants to start a war. Zhao Xuan is pestering Mingxuan, and he must also want to know Mingxuan's strength in advance, or directly commit evil acts.

It wasn't until... not long later, when they saw Zhao Xuan hugging and kissing the spotless Buddha in their hearts, that they realized that their worries were right, but in the wrong direction.

"Donor, if you really want to find someone to play with, you can find someone else. Our Tianfo Sect disciples can only chant sutras but not play." Huiyu couldn't help but speak.

In terms of ranking, Huiyu is the oldest and the highest ranked among the six people traveling this time.

He ranks third among the younger generation of disciples, the type who even Mingxuan would call him "senior brother".

"Exactly, I like to recite sutras..." Zhao Xuan deliberately omitted some words later, and then smiled at Ming Xuan next to him, "That's wrong, I like to listen to sutras recited."

Huineng, Huike, Huiyu, "..." They can't get rid of this co-author, can they?

Ming Xuan was not angry when faced with Zhao Xuan, who was obviously trying to trick people. His eyes passed over Zhao Xuan's narrow waist and the top of his hair thoughtfully.

"If you stare at me like this, I will misunderstand." Zhao Xuan is still the familiar Zhao Xuan, and he likes to provoke Chu Ge.

Especially Chu Ge in this world, bearing the identity of Buddha, is more difficult and more interesting.

As a result, Ming Xuan didn't accept the move at all. He looked up and down at Zhao Xuan and then looked away without hesitation.

The storyteller above is still telling the story about the Little Demon King. What he was talking about before was the birth of the Little Demon King.

After a fight, he came back and said that the little demon king was 50 years old.

There are different races of monsters. Some races reach adulthood at [-] years old, some at [-] years old, and some at [-] years old.

Zhao Xuan had always wanted to come out to find Chu Ge, but...it was different for the human-monster to become an adult. He could only practice patiently until he became an adult.

As soon as he came of age and before the coming-of-age ceremony was held, Zhao Xuan packed up his things and headed straight to the human world early that morning.

"You storytellers in the cultivation world really like this little demon king. Since I came out of the demon world, I have heard stories about the little demon king from several storytellers in the inn."

"Isn't the Little Demon King the young master of your demon world? You call the Little Demon King like this..." Huineng is a talkative monk. Not all monks can guard against arrogance, impetuosity, and talkativeness.

"It's okay, there are no people from the demon clan here anyway." Zhao Xuan waved his hand and drank the peach blossom wine in two or three gulps.

Although the taste of this peach blossom stuffing is not satisfactory, but...his words are really "smart".

The front leg said there were no demon clan people, but the back leg smelled a familiar smell.

Zhao Xuan almost without thinking followed Ming Xuan, who had just finished lunch and was about to return to the wing, and prepared to hide.

Tianfo Sect is not as good as Zidian Palace, and those wealthy sects in Tianyin Pavilion are disciples of Buddhism. Even if they have no shortage of spiritual stones, the sects will deliberately give less to them when they go out for daily walks.

Buddhist disciples cultivate their mind. The word "hardship" is not only as simple as a simple meal, but also in all aspects.

Therefore, the six disciples of Tianfo Sect only booked two rooms, one for Mingxuan and the other for Datongpu, where the five of them slept.

All are regular rooms, on the first floor.

Most of the rooms on the first floor are prone to moisture and cockroaches, so...the rooms on the first floor are by default the worst and the prices are cheaper.

Mingxuan turned the corner and opened the door and walked in. Before he could close the door, someone followed him in faster than him.

He was facing Zhao Xuan, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been sentimental. At this moment, he was staring at Ming Xuan calmly, as if he was sizing him up.

"I'm sleepy and haven't had time to book a room. Can I squeeze in with you? I'll pay you for the room." Zhao Xuan knew he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Although he really wanted to nibble on the juicy cabbage in front of him, the situation was greater than the person, so he had better stay dormant for now and not expose his thoughts.

Mingxuan did not say whether he agreed or disagreed.

He just glanced at Zhao Xuan's narrow waist calmly, and then looked at the red hairband on Zhao Xuan's head.

"What you wear on your waist is the ice jade fan, one of the supreme treasures of the demon clan. The red rope on your hand is a protective magic weapon made of the three top demon clan's magic powers. Made of ten-thousand-year-old ice silk.”

Thousand-year-old ice silk is a rare occurrence in a thousand years. Even the Demon King only has one royal robe made of ice silk. Only one who can afford so many top materials and magical weapons...

"From this, I judge that you are the little demon king that has been rumored recently."

Zhao Xuan, "..."

Oh, no one told him that the vest could fall off so fast.

"You are hiding from people, and you are hiding from monsters." Ming Xuan's few clever words wiped out all of Zhao Xuan's background.

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Fozi is really as smart as ever."

Ming Xuan ignored the four words "as always" in Zhao Xuan's words.

"What do you want from me?" he asked straight to the point.

"I told you, I just want to have fun. After being locked up in the demon world for hundreds of years, can't I come out and see the prosperity of your cultivation world?" Zhao Xuan answered half-truthfully.