"That guy and I are the same schoolmates."

The mouse demon stroked his beard gently and squinted his eyes and smiled.

The sentence it said lightly surprised Xia Jian and Xiao Hei.

One person, one demon, the master comes from the same school???

In fact, this kind of thing happens, and there are all kinds of wonders in the world.

People worship monsters as their masters, or monsters worship people as their masters, all of which exist.

After all, the relationship between monsters and humans in this plane has not yet reached the point where enemies have to fight to the death when they meet.

There are even aesthetic stories of demons and people who love each other.

For example, the White Snake Empress, the Age Ghost Story, the Snail Girl, the Fox repays kindness, etc.

In reality, Xia Jian has also seen monsters helping people.

Just like the little black cat demon in front of him, he adopted so many orphan children and took great risks to steal the rich and help the poor.

If Xiaobai is there, if he meets the poor people who suffer with his personality, he should also help him...

I have never heard of rumors that humans have helped monsters.

If you encounter a monster who falls to the ground due to injury, people should look extremely excited, after all, the fur on the monster is relatively valuable.

"Since you and the Demon Suppressing Department are brothers of the same sect, why do you have to sneak into the city with great difficulty? Wouldn't it be better to just ask him to let you go? Also, then are you the uncle of the five people just now?"

Xia Jian said speechlessly, looking at the underground black market in front of him, the five people beat him into a mess, and the relationship was like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple and his family beat him.

And this uncle is also cruel enough to cut off all five fingers.

"I think you should know that there is always a gap between humans and demons. At that time, I was an ordinary house rat in the family of the ancestor Qingzhu. Because I listened to the ancestors teaching and preaching to students for many years, I gradually became enlightened and became demonic, but I never dared to appear in front of everyone. But one day, a student discovered my existence and captured me. At that time, a group of students surrounded me and joked about how to kill me. When the ancestor Qingzhu, who was merciful, passed by, saved me from the students, and made an exception to accept me as a disciple. It turned out that he had known that I had been eavesdropping on his lectures. From then on, I was honored to be the first and last demon disciple under Qingzhu."

Speaking of this, the King of Underground paused and rubbed the wrinkled corners of his eyes with his gray fingers.

It seems that after thinking of his master, he is wiping his tears.

Xia Jian had no interest in listening to it telling autobiographical stories, and he just wanted to rescue Xiaobai as soon as possible.

He said a little impatiently: "Okay, OK, I can already guess the plot later. Hurry up and take out your magic weapon that can block the magic magic of the Demon Suppression Master, so I can help you to collect debts in the city."

Xiao Hei, who was standing beside him, stepped on Xia Jian, how could he be so disrespectful to the King of Underground?

Its reputation is also very famous in the demon world. It has finally been able to listen to the underground king telling his own story, and of course it cannot miss this opportunity.

"Mr. Underground King, please continue to talk about what's going on?"

Xiao Hei asked politely and curiously.

"later......"

The mouse demon stroked his green beard and began to tell his story in a deep voice:

Although I became a disciple of the ancestor Qingzhu, my magic name Fuzhu, and I realized the truth and practiced with other students.

But after all, I am an out of place monster and are excluded and bullied by other students everywhere.

But at that time I realized that it was a great honor for me, a monster, to become a disciple of Qingzhu. I did not dare to ask for any equality, so I endured it silently.

At that time, the Demon Suppressing Department was still named Yuzhu, and it was our senior brother.

However, he never bullied me, but he would not intervene and stop me. In short, his personality has always been relatively lonely and there were almost no conversations between us.

Although my life there was a little bit of a small fuss, it was generally quite dull and harmonious. I thought that time would slowly dilute the gap between my fellow brothers and me.

Good times don't last long...

Next door had a sudden conflict with Feng Ling Kingdom, which was an ally in our country at that time, and Wan Yao Kingdom.

There are countless civilians at the junction of the two countries, and as an alliance, we, Longxiao Kingdom, naturally needs assistance.

Therefore, the compassionate ancestor Qingzhu responded to the national call and went to the border alone to provide support.

But when I went there, I never came back...

It is said that when facing the siege of three twelve-level monsters alone at the border, he killed two of them, but he was also seriously injured and eventually died on the spot...

Because the ancestor was killed by a monster.

This led to the bullying of me, the demon disciple, even more, saying that I was the star of the Sangmen and that I killed my master.

He even planned to burn me to death with fire to pay homage to the dead master.

But at this time, the senior brother who had been silent all the time took action to stop him.

He came up with the ban regulations formulated by the ancestors.

The first is that no matter what the situation occurs, it is absolutely forbidden for brothers and feet to be killed by their fellow disciples.

The senior brothers gave up because of this, and I escaped by chance.

But later, due to the death of the master, the money fell and the trees scattered, and the brothers and sisters gradually left.

When they left, all the valuable treasures in the sect were divided up.

In the end, only my senior brother and I stayed.

I stayed because I lived here from birth to enlightenment to apprenticeship, and I was reluctant to leave this place.

The eldest brother couldn't explain the reason to me, and it probably was similar to my thoughts, after all, he was the first disciple.

However, after the sect was in a downfall, this Feng Shui treasure land was naturally noticed by other gangs, and they all came to coerce and induce us to give up this position.

Naturally, we cannot make concessions.

Those sects came directly to snatch them.

My elder brother and I fought together at that time, and basically spent every day in the battle.

But two fists ultimately cannot beat ten hands.

We failed to keep the legacy left by our master and were driven down the mountain.

Finally, we parted ways.

I haven't seen each other again for decades.

Until one day, I came to the city and settled for a while.

I also discovered that he was here and served for the country, becoming a demon-suppressing corps and guarding the city.

My arrival made him notice, and at first he wanted to rush me to leave.

But it happened that day that blood moon suddenly appeared, and thousands of demons attacked the city!

He resisted alone at the city gate, waiting for reinforcements to arrive and protect the thousands of people in the city.

But the incident happened suddenly, and it took a while for the Demon Suppressing Army to arrive here. During this period, he was exhausted and almost overwhelmed by the demons.

Somehow, when my mind was hot, I went to the battlefield and resisted the invasion of this city where I obviously had no feelings for me.

It may be a rare time to meet my senior brother in the same school. I didn’t want to meet for the first time, it was the last time...

At the end, he and I each paid the price of one eye and one arm, and until the blood moon disappeared and the monsters disappeared.

After the battle, I quietly retreated and gave him all the credit.

Because monsters have no right to speak of in this country, even if you make such a huge contribution, they will be regarded as other attempts.

Perhaps because of his guilt and compensation for me, he made an exception and allowed me to survive in this civilian area.

I turned a blind eye to the underground black market I opened.
Chapter completed!