"Hey, did you hear that?"

"What?"

"There is a human monk who has fallen in love with a demon cultivator, and even made a move in public. The demon cultivator refuses to obey. It is said that they are still making trouble now. Do you want to go and see?"

"Oh, there are a few idiots like this every year, what's so strange about it."

"The demon cultivator hasn't transformed yet."

"Fuck!"

"That human monk is a female monk!"

"Fuck! Brother Dao, go with me, go with me, go with me!"

A big news broke out in Fang City, which had always been peaceful and peaceful. The news spread throughout Fang City in a short period of time, and countless monks took action after hearing the news.

This indirectly proves that watching the excitement is not only human nature, but also the nature of all intelligent creatures.

At this time, as one of the people watching, Gu Nanfeng experienced for the first time what it meant to feel like sitting on pins and needles, like a awn on the back, like a stalk in the throat.

Really, in all his life, he has never been watched by so many pairs of eyes!

However, Lin Lu, who was in the center of attention, had an unusually calm expression. Looking at the owl mother, who was a little bigger and chubbier than the owl boy, stretched out her wings to cover the shivering child, her smile looked more like a pervert [bu shi], her smile

More kind.

Mother Owl looked at Lin Lu angrily and said sadly: "How could you do this? He is still a child!"

Lin Lu blinked his eyes and said innocently: "I didn't do anything, I just saw how beautiful your child's fur is and wanted to touch it."

"That's natural. Among the demon cultivators of the Wing Clan, no one has better-looking fur than our Snowy Owl."

Mother Owl was led astray for a second, and she immediately puffed up her chest and said proudly: "I didn't expect that you, a human monk, have quite good taste."

"I think so too." Lin Lu nodded sincerely, and one person and one demon actually started chatting: "I have met few demon cultivators, and there is indeed no one in the Wing Clan who is better looking than you, but there should be someone in the Beast Clan who is better looking than you.

Quite a few.”

"Who said that among those wingless beasts, which one is prettier than our snow owls?" The mother owl was immediately unhappy. Looking at her performance, as long as Lin Lu said something, she would start fighting immediately.

The little owl boy felt something was wrong at this time, so he got out from under his mother's wings and jumped up and down to express his dissatisfaction: "Mom, she is teasing..."

However, before it could finish speaking, it was interrupted by another voice.

"I think this human Taoist friend is right."

Among the growing crowd of onlookers, a little squirrel with fiery red hair jumped out, combing its beautiful big tail and said: "The feathers of your snowy owls are just average, flashy, and beautiful."

, it’s still up to us orcs.”

When Lin Lu saw the red squirrel spirit, his eyes widened, and the words blurted out again: "Can I touch your fur?"

The little squirrel is small in size but not young in age. Hearing this, he said in his deep baritone voice that was slightly aged: "Little girl, you can't just touch the fur of the demon cultivator casually. If you touch it, you must be responsible!"

Lin Lu: "..."

Is there such a rule?

She was still in shock, but there was already a quarrel over there.

Mother Owl: "What does it mean to be flashy? The feathers of our wing tribe are waterproof, can you?"

Red Squirrel: "The fur of our orcs can also be used as an umbrella for cushioning, can you?"

The little owl boy jumped anxiously: "Mom, she is teasing me!"

Among the crowd, another red-bellied golden pheasant stood out and looked at the red squirrel with contempt: "You orcs are just ignorant and flashy? Haha, the feathers of our peacock clan predecessors were refined into super-grade magic weapons. This is also called flashy. ?”

"What, you just started moving the backstage after you couldn't say it?"

A black panther with an exceptionally handsome body walked out from the crowd with elegant steps, and said coldly: "Who among the monks from the four realms doesn't know that our demon tribe is the most important body? It's the magic weapon that you Wing Tribe and Shui Tribe always like to use. One set will ruin the atmosphere of our Demon Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a turtle about the size of a millstone with a dark blue back slowly crawled out and said in a very dissatisfied tone: "Forget it, your Wing Tribe and the Orc Tribe are quarreling, what are you doing with us, the Water Tribe? Why don't you talk about the Zerg Tribe?" , just because our water tribe demon young master is easy to bully?"

"Clang!"

A half-transformed mantid came out with a big knife, stabbed it into the ground, stared at the green turtle with a bad expression: "Why, we Zerg use the parts of the body that fall off during growth to refine the magic weapon demon knife, it's also Did I offend you? If you can, pry off your turtle shell and build a house!"

The little owl boy was so anxious that he jumped in front of his mother owl: "Mommy, she is teasing..."

…

It’s a mess, it’s a complete mess!

Things were going like a wild horse running wild, running wildly in a weird direction.

In the end, Lin Lu was no longer the main point of conflict.

She even walked into the middle of the fiercely arguing demons with her hands in her hands and listened carefully to their quarrels. From time to time she would nod her head and say something like "I'll be fair", which gave her a full sense of participation.

It was at this time that Gu Nanfeng received the summons from Pu Xizhou.

"Wai, it's Senior Brother..."

When Gu Nanfeng received the summons, he also brought Lin Lu's habit of speaking, and said blankly: "We? We are in Fangshi. Junior Sister... Junior Sister, she is watching the demon cultivators quarreling now."

Pu Xizhou: "..."

****

By the time Pu Xizhou arrived at Fangshi, Lin Lu was no longer just watching the demon cultivators quarreling...

There are many races of demon cultivators in the Demon Realm. In addition to the various races of birds, beasts, insects, fish, and butterflies that rely on natural reproduction and blood inheritance, the grass fairies born from the spiritual energy of vegetation also belong to the demon race.

They are raised by nature and have no racial inheritance. Most of them are like the flower fairies raised by Lin Lu, who are not good at fighting and love peace.

However, the commotion caused by this quarrel was too great. Several rose fairies happened to be passing by. Seeing the excitement, they came up to join in the fun, and then...

Then they joined the battle group.

Moreover, each of them felt that they were justified, and they were in a stalemate for a while. Finally, they all turned to look at the only outsider in the team battle.

The mother of the chubby edelweiss owl completely ignored her trembling child squatting in the corner. She paced back and forth angrily and said to Lin Lu: "Whose fur is more beautiful?"

The long tail of the black panther, which was taller than Lin Lu, seemed to sweep past Lin Lu's eyes unintentionally, and his voice was low and sweet: "Child, do you think demon cultivators should abandon foreign objects and focus on the body?"

The mantid danced with a whirring sound and snorted coldly: "Human, you said, we Zerg can cut off limbs and regenerate, is it our fault that we have old molts to refine magic weapons? Do we have to let go of our talents?" ?"

Big Turtle: "You are bullying me and there is no one in the water tribe..."

The Rose Fairy clenched her little fist angrily: "Eaaah!"

Pu Xizhou looked at the chaotic scene and felt like his head was going to explode.

But Lin Lu, who was in the middle of the encirclement, seemed to be in a dream.

So much...so much fluff!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

I’ll add a chapter first, and then I’ll add the next one when it’s available.
Chapter completed!