The light in front of me gradually became dim. As the gas ejected from the crater decayed, the rare sun began to converge rapidly.

It is God that predicts the end of this cycle of reincarnation. Is Penglai going to restore the previous order?

In the room, the informant senior who had just become the uncrowned king was trembling slightly as he watched the little demon boy approaching step by step.

He had been struggling in the white-robed team of the Quiet City for so long, and he felt a sense of slavery on his body.

Although he is lying on firewood and tasting gall, he is enduring humiliation and burdens, some things will still be deeply imprinted in his mind like natural habits.

I still remember clearly how he kissed the little demon boy in a robe like a slave, and how the little demon boy stepped on his face with his feet and gave him the fairy pill contemptuously.

The little demon boy is like a sign. No matter how hard the people who surrendered to him pretend to behave, they will feel relieved when facing their former masters.

In fact, with just relying on his height and strength, two or three little demon children can't beat the informant, but the terrible thing about him is that everything about him is unknown to us outside humans.

No one dared to deny the fact that he had become the supreme ruler at a young age, no one knew what the little demon child was thinking about and what he would do next. During the time he walked from the terrace to the entrance of the stairs, no one dared to do anything to stop him.

"Ding, bell, bell."

The little demon boy kept repeating this very fresh ringtone. I have been in the Quiet City for more than ten days, and I have never heard this ringtone before.

But the sweat beads on the forehead of the senior informant kept dripping like washing his face. His face turned pale and his footsteps were unconsciously moving backwards. I felt that he could understand the meaning of the ringtone, and he was very scared, just as the little demon boy conveyed it through the golden bell was his death penalty!

The white robes under the stairs also became restless following the ringtone. I thought it was quite surprising. Didn’t the people at the entrance of the stairs eat opium, and should still be swimming in the air at this moment, can’t they come back to the gods? Why are they still excited?

The little demon boy had already stood in front of the top first staircase and announced his return to the white robes. As his bell kept commanding something, I heard a sound of stepping on the floor erupting from the entrance of the staircase.

The sound soon became neat from messy. They responded to something at the same rhythm, and the pace was so similar to the square drill in the army. I think these half-dead old men are like soldiers about to rush to the front line, sharing the same hatred of the enemy, and victory is imminent!

"No...no!"

At this time, the face of the informant senior was pale as paper. He probably didn't expect that the little demon boy who was denied by Qilin would come back. Although I don't understand what the ringtone specifically expressed, it was obviously very terrible for the informant senior. He didn't expect that in addition to issuing immortal pills and sending orders in the city, the golden bell also has such a purpose now!

"when!"

The little demon boy suddenly stuck the golden bell on the floor, and the ringtone stopped abruptly. He turned his face and showed his unique strange expression towards the informant senior.

I heard the footsteps of "dongdongdongdongdong", and it seemed that a large army rushed up the stairs! The informant was stunned and immediately glanced around with despair on his face. Then he suddenly snatched the gun hanging around Grandma Liang's waist, turned around and aimed at the little demon boy!

My heart tightened, the informant senior quickly loaded and pulled the trigger without hesitation-

"Bang."

Before I could come, I was too anxious to cover my ears, and only the slight movement of our rural paper cannons sounded in the room. Apart from that, nothing happened and I didn’t even smell the smell of gunpowder!

"You are stupid, I swim in from the water!" Grandma Liang said quietly, "You want to grab the gun fire that has been soaked in water?"

Before she could finish her words, a large group of white-haired and white-bearded old men rushed out of the stairs!

Without any unnecessary movement, they stretched out their hands and faced the informant senior, as if they were about to strangle him to death, and rushed over!

I understood a little: the little demon boy's ringtone was instructing the white robes to arrest the rebel!

The informant senior rushed to throw the gun to the ground, picked up a rusty knife from the pile of debris, stepped over me, and rushed to the terrace!

When I turned around, the sky outside was already very dim. A few goose-yellow clouds broke the shadow of the setting sun and gradually drifted away. In the sky, a small white crescent moon hung there, as if smiling at Penglai, which had not been seen all day.

"Go away! Go away! You puppets! I have elixirs and opium! I listen to me!"

The informant senior roared heart-wrenchingly on the terrace, waving the unsharp weapons in his hands like crazy. Although the old men were powerless, the number was placed here! Twenty or thirty white robes rushed up, almost filling the messy three-story pavilions!

The informant's shouting gradually weakened. I heard a clamor, and many red balls rolled down from the terrace and fell into the house. The box of elixirs he had secretly hidden was turned out.

The white robes squatted down to pick up the elixir and exposed the messy figure of the informant. He sat tilted on the edge of the terrace, his face covered with blood-red scratches, and his nostrils were still flowing out of his nostrils. I think it shouldn't be snot, but brain water seeping out of his meninges!

A long way behind him, the reflection of the sun had melted. They floated in pieces above the crater, and then followed the last little golden light, flowing into the mountain, leaving the light of a short day in the endless night.

Is the sun home like this?

I looked at the familiar faint moonlight and suddenly thought: Penglai usually has no sun. If I had to say that there was a sunset called "Yu Yuan" here, then this place could only refer to the full moon volcano!

What Dongfang Shuo mentioned is that he came to the place of the Full Moon Volcano!

But the mouse said that Xu Fu left Penglai from "Yu Yuan". So, when we arrived at the Full Moon Volcano, wouldn't we be able to follow Xu Fu's route and escape from this world that does not belong to the outside world forever?!

I felt excited and couldn't breathe! I shook the mouse hard, wishing to take him to the volcano now!

A few white robes came up one after another. They grabbed the informant who had lost his resistance and dragged him back, leading him down the stairs with a "dongdongdongdongdongdong".

The little demon boy smiled and approached me, pulled me up and the mouse who had just opened his eyes, and followed behind and walked down the stairs in a daze.

Crowded into the uninterrupted Red Gold Tower, because of the return of the little demon boy, he returned to a boring but very effective order. They stood in two groups in a regular manner, giving up the passage between the three of us in the middle.

Grandma Liang, who was behind, saw the informant's fate and did not dare to do it again. She slid her head and got into the crowd and joined Su Liyao and the others. Mouse and I were taken to the first floor hall.

After going down the steps, I couldn't help but tremble. When I first came in to be a virgin, the little fairy once taught me a lesson in a house where various torture instruments were stored. At that time, I was particularly impressed by the large guillotine shelved in the corner.

Now, the large guillotine that emits cold air was carried out and stood in the middle of the hall. I saw the senior informant being held down by three or four people and kneeling on the ground, with his head already resting in the groove in the lower half!

**, don't be so bloody, right?

The little demon boy pulled me and the sleepy rat to sit down on the steps, then patted his hands.

The white robes did not leave any chance to calm their mood at all, and they fell down the guillotine when they went up!

My...good...

I have seen how Goudan's head soared into the sky under the bullet of Master Dong. At this moment, the informant's blood flipped 90 degrees and spurted out at the Black Bear gate!

However, the guillotine was stored in a small dark room for many years, and the handle of the knife was covered with mottled rust. Although it was bleeding after one knife, it failed to cut off the informant's head!

His head was hanging on the outside of the guillotine, and a little flesh stuck to his neck. The little demon boy clapped his hands, and an old man put down the guillotine again-

Still no, there is always a little bit of flesh that cannot be cut smoothly. The informant was not dead when the first knife fell. I saw him blinking and staring, but this inhumane repeated the execution three or four times. Even a cat with several lives should die.

With a "boom", the moment when the person's head finally rolled out like a ball, the black bear door suddenly opened, and a beautiful creature that was incompatible with the blood-stained ground walked in with his head held high!

It stared at me and into my arms. The originally beautiful big eyes revealed a hint of sadness at this moment. It was the mother Qilin who had lost her husband.

The little demon boy stood up and pulled out the blue bird mask from the mouse's tight hand. The female Qilin whistled lightly, lowered her head and bit a wound in her chest. Then she walked to me and dropped the slowly flowing Qilin blood onto the face of Xiaotail.

I remember that this war was triggered by Qilin helping me. The Eastern Prince they chose was a small tail. Even if the little demon boy returned to the Red Golden Tower, he was not the owner of the Blue Bird Mask. The new era of Penglai is in my arms!

The little tail was covered with red Qilin blood all over his head. He kept smacking his little mouth and swallowing it with relish. The little demon child kissed the forehead of the blue bird mask like a mouse, then held it in his hand and gently stuck it on the face of the little tail!

Instead of aging as quickly as Tuanzu and Wu Jincheng, he cooperated to stretch out his two little hands, held the mask that had been bigger, and obediently leaned into the arms of the little demon boy, the former Dong prince.

The mouse beside him woke up. He looked at the scene in front of him, and two lines of clear tears fell on the steps. The little demon boy's present, that is, Brother Mouse's yesterday, did he feel that a scene from a few years ago has reappeared again?

The little demon boy raised his masked tail high above his head, stood in front of the blood and rusty guillotines everywhere, and held a coronation ceremony for the new owner of the Quiet City!

The mother Qilin let out a long roar, and all the white robes bowed their heads and knelt down. Their long silver hair covered the halls of the pavilions like a carpet.

As the dead throne said: No pain, no rebirth.
Chapter completed!