Qiu Nan has been cultivating immortality for thousands of years, but ended in failure. He still had a soul that parasitized into a little orange cat demon who participated in a variety show of cultivating immortality in the demon world.
This orange cat has long been the target of public criticism, abandoned by its owner and abandoned by the audience.
Qiu Nan touched the beard on his face, fearless, he finally became the strong man he longed for.
But the one in the mirror who is as white as a ghost, has a body like a ponytail, and has wildly grown hair, is he really a macho man?
He looked at the black iron ring and the cage with paint that was about to peel off, and sighed, it looked familiar.
Then, he watched helplessly the spiritual weapons that were about to explode. He let out a cry, turned around, swung his tail, and ran over to ask for help with bright eyes.
Qiu Nan waved his hand, "Don't disturb me. I'm busy. If you don't know me, don't strike up a conversation."
He was calm and calm on the outside, but he was already anxious in his heart. Why did the defective products he forged before appear here?
All the anchors snorted, trash is trash, birds of a feather flock together, and the spiritual weapons that like him are so worthless.
Soon, they were in a cage with peeling paint that could not be opened, trembling as they felt their spiritual power slowly disappearing: "Boss, please let us go. We are old and young."
The copy progressed very quickly, and Qiu Nan was a little dazzled because he saw the little dragon he had raised.
Xiaolong is no longer the Xiaolong in the image. He lowers his blood-red eyes and looks at the player with bloodthirsty.
Player: "..." Help, we can't afford your demon pill. Goodbye, let's leave first as a courtesy. Before they left, they saw Qiu Nan walking over.
"It's over. He's going to die. The devil is going to die. I'm so happy." All the anchors thought honestly.
As a result, they saw the demon dragon's blood-red eyes darken silently, with only a little redness remaining at the end of the eyes that seemed to be aggrieved.
Qiu Nan frowned and felt the demonic energy in his body: "I told you not to eat randomly. If you eat again, you will turn black again."
The magic dragon quietly shook the tip of its tail, shook off the red stuff on its wings, and said with an upright face: "I won't eat, I won't eat dirty things."
Players: "..." Crying face, the two demon gods seem to know each other, please help.
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Paranoid and ruthless attack VS gentle and gentle reception
Intention: Standing together through thick and thin