When the immortal king entered, Gao Batian was sitting in the mountains and rivers built by Mo Ran, chasing the butterflies with his short legs.

Hearing the sound, it turned its head suddenly. Because it braked too fast, it almost staggered and fell to the ground. After finally shaking, Gao Batian stretched out his little claws to fix the lotus leaves on his head and shouted: "Hey, hey hey hey---Young-Little Sao Nian, you, you finally came again. I'm not alone, I'm bored to death!"

The Immortal Lord stared at it, only for a moment, and came to a conclusion: What a fool, a rice cake guard.

He turned his eyes away.

Then, he looked back and forth in the residence with his sharp eyes.

The fairyland outside the world has not been completed, but it is only a little bit long. The Immortal Lord can fully appreciate its elegance and exquisiteness, the flower fields with crystal lights flying, the little demon who lives among the flower stamens playing the piano and flute, the golden lotus pond of flowing water, the tree house wrapped in ancient vines, and the shell summer couch in the yard...

The face of the immortal king looked more gloomy.

He understood Chu Wanning. Chu Wanning looked serious and serious, but in fact he was very curious. Chu Wanning must have liked such strange and strange residences that did not belong to the world.

The only possibility that Chu Wanning doesn't like is—

He turned his head and stared at Gao Batian.

With his thin lips opened and buckled, Sensen asked: "Is this place expensive?"

Before Gao Batian could react, the temperament of the person in front of him had changed drastically, and he was a little confused: "Silly, stupid..."

The immortal king frowned and suddenly raised it up and strangled it in his palm.

"babble--"

"Who are you calling stupid?"

Gao Batian's net bag that caught the butterfly in his hand fell off. His eyes turned pale under the strangle of the immortal king, and his calves were trembling and miserable. He put his unstandard words in a state of silence: "What, what's the situation?"

Stephen King: “…………”

It turned out that it was a misunderstanding. The Immortal Lord snorted coldly, loosened his five fingers, and threw the little monster back to the ground. Gao Batian touched his neck and let out a heavy sigh. He looked up at the man's obviously hazy face, and suddenly felt the smell came.

Ao?! This is not Grandmaster Mo!

They all knew that Mo Ran's temperament would be switched every three days. He was exiled for a long time, so he actually forgot about this. The fierce aura in front of him was violent and arrogant. He was not the kind and gentle Master Mo who was amiable, gentle and kind two days ago, it was clearly...

"Ah!!!" Gao Batian screamed, got up and prepared to escape, "Help!! He is here!!! He is here!! He is here with him!!!!"

Even so scared that I couldn't stutter.

Gao Batian's two soft rice cake legs were struggling hard, closed his eyes and ran hard for a long time, narrowing a gap and looking out, only to realize that he was still staying where he was.

“…”

It turned out that at some point, the Immortal Lord had cast a spell to transform into a spiritual power cage, which looked like a roller water wheel. It ran inside like a hamster for a long time, but it didn't go anywhere.

Gao Batian swallowed, turned around tremblingly, embarrassed and frightened.

"Brother, brother..."

"Are you looking for death?" The Immortal Lord was furious, "Who is your brother?"

"Hello, Emperor!"

The Immortal Lord again: “…………”

In order to survive, Gao Batian quickly succumbed to the tyranny of the Immortal Lord. It told the Emperor in detail all the things related to the thoughts being made, and told him the answer he least wanted to know-

"It's not expensive here, it's not expensive, it's cheap!"

The Immortal Lord fell into silence.

Not expensive, not wasted, and thoughtful.

How can you compare to the other party when he gives such a gift?

...Damn it, fortunately he discovered it early, otherwise Wanning's birthday would be in front of him. If Grandmaster Mo really played this card, he would have lost.

The immortal king thought to himself that he should not lose his chances and never come again. He must take advantage of the time to remove the situation and rebuild it!

His handsome face was flashing with blurred shadows. He stared at the landscape residence built by Master Mo, while listening to Gao Batian's nagging.

Gao Batian explained: "You can use everything outside to exchange materials for me. Don't look like it's very beautiful. The fourth is the best building materials now. The ones you sent to exchange items two days ago are all four of them that are not very expensive."

"Oh? Is that right?" said the Immortal Lord, "but this sea of ​​flowers looks very valuable."

"Those four gifts."

The immortal king pointed at the pond again: "This pond doesn't look cheap either."

"Those four were exchanged for the best things you sent."

The Immortal Lord raised his ears: "The best thing?"

"Four."

"What? He can afford it, so I can afford it. Just say it."

When Gao Batian heard this, his eyes lit up: "Do you give me a gift?... Then, then, then we like the coke made by Cichu Xianjun!"

“…”

He was wrong.

There is something in this world that he is indeed almost paranoid and destined to be unable to afford it.

That's the dish made by Chu Wanning.

Master Mo is different from him in this regard. His personality has never experienced the life of the living dead in Wushan Hall in his previous life, and has not missed those dishes that are not delicious but steaming in the world so madly. Therefore, Master Mo has never been a pathological possession of Chu Wanning's craftsmanship.

On the contrary, Master Mo has always wanted to make his master's cooking skills recognized by more people or mountain monsters, so that Chu Wanning will be very happy, and Wanning will be happy as well.

So when he heard that Gao Batian liked to eat the coke made by Chu Wanning, he was actually very willing to share it with it.

But the Immortal Lord is different.

The immortal king is like a person who has been hungry for ten years and poor for ten years. He retaliatedly occupied all the cooking foods of Chu Wanning. Even if they were unpalatable, he would swallow them thirsty. He had stomachache and was reluctant to share them with others. The most exaggerated thing is that once Chu Wanning had nothing to do and had to bookmark five Zhang Zhubian's hands. He originally thought that he would put them up and eat them slowly, enough for half a month.

As a result, the Immortal Lord knew that he would be going back to another state the next day. In order not to get the other himself, he actually ate all the half-month hand before the arrival of Mid-hour.

Then Master Zhimo lay on the bed for three days.

So when I heard that Gao Batian was actually coveting this, the Immortal Lord immediately said angrily: "Don't even think about it! Only I can eat the coke made by Chu Wanning!"

Gao Batian looked at him with tears.

"It's useless to cry!"

Gao Batian wiped his eyes miserably with his little claws: "Woooooo..."

The Emperor is indeed a bad thing!

Since the coke could not be replaced, the Immortal Lord began to have other ideas.

"Tell me, besides coke, what else can I give you to exchange for more exquisite and valuable demon equipment?"

Gao Batian sobbed, not wanting to answer, but had to answer: "... Emperor, the emperor can first explore it yourself and try it four times to change it..."

Taxianjun frowned: "This is how Master Mo tried it?"

"Yes." Gao Batian nodded aggrievedly, "You used your own clothes two days ago and changed them to a flower field."

"So... it turns out that he took off his clothes..." The immortal whispered, pinching his chin and thinking for a while, feeling that he could not lose to him.

So he also put down his outer robe and handed it to Gao Batian.

"This is my clothes. Take a look at it and see what can I change?"

Gao Batian held up his clothes and looked back for a long time, but he didn't say anything. Just when the immortal king was a little impatient, it hesitated to poke out half of the head with a lotus leaf from behind the clothes.

"Imperial, change it, change it, I didn't make it by myself. There are rules. If the things I change it and don't match your wishes, can you stop pinching me again..."

"Stop talking nonsense, what can I change?!"

The sound of cakes roaring like mosquitoes: "...Save, keep natural, pollution-free...wash, wash, wash and hold water..."

The Immortal Lord thought he had heard it wrong: "Foot wash water?"

"Four...Four Washing and hanging water..." Gao Batian looked almost crying and said stutteringly, "Wash every three days, for three consecutive months, and nourish the essence of natural herbal medicine. You, you will be more picky, stronger, and more majestic than you are now..."

After a moment of stiffness, the face of the immortal king was as deep as the bottom of the pot and said angrily: "...Do you want to die?!"

"Wuwuwu no! I don't want to!!!" Gao Batian shook his head and cried.

"Why can he change his sea of ​​flowers? mine is changing to the water for washing and hangings! Do I seem to need this kind of thing? Ah??!"

"Wuwuwu you don't need it!!!"

"Think about something else! Can you change to something else!"

"cannot……"

Facing the terrifying eyes of the Immortal Lord, Gao Batian cried and said, "I can decide if I don't have four, and our demon clan has rules!"

"What kind of rules cannot be changed? You are so ridiculous, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"It's useless for you to sprinkle me, and I'll go to my guidance!"

"you……!"

The immortal choked and suppressed his anger that was about to burst.
To be continued...