"Get up!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking a few words, there was silence inside and outside the hall for a moment.
The demon kings breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't expect that this human messenger was so knowledgeable. Not bad, not bad! Otherwise, it would be really difficult!
Qixia's gloomy pretty face stretched out, and her eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly with a smile and a bit of sarcasm, but no one noticed.
The human captives looked disappointed. This big shot from the Eastern Region, Master Jin Dan, just refused to rescue him. He actually advised them to accept the slavery of the demon clan. Is he still a human monk?
There was a look of resentment on some people's faces, and the eyes they looked at the middle-aged man no longer had the previous hope and admiration.
Only Wan Xuangqi didn't give up, or in other words, he didn't want to believe everything he just heard.
"My lord——" He touched his forehead to the ground again and cried:
"Your Excellency, you don't know. We are here in this monster cave, building palaces for them day and night, refining magic weapons, and drawing talismans. We have always behaved ourselves and never dared to disobey in the slightest!"
"However, as long as we make the slightest mistake, these monsters will beat us severely. What's more, they will kill, bite, and devour us on the spot, treating us like two-legged sheep. In the past ten years, There are no less than a hundred prisoners who have died at the mouth of monsters. We really can’t survive anymore, wuwu——”
"Sir, you are the envoy of our human race, you must save us——"
While crying loudly, he kowtowed repeatedly, looking extremely miserable.
The middle-aged man frowned, with a bit of anger in his eyes, and shouted:
"I'm here because I have important business matters to attend to, but I can't take care of your trivial matters. Get out of the way -"
"No! I won't get out of the way!" Wan Xuanqi said sadly with a hint of determination on his face:
"Wan Mou asked for help today, which is a taboo of the demon clan, and he will die sooner or later! If you don't agree to save me today, Wan Mou will die here!"
As he spoke, he reached forward with his hands, ready to hug the middle-aged man's thigh.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and his true energy burst out, blocking him three feet away.
Wan Xuanqi couldn't move forward, so he simply gave up and immediately cursed:
"Bah! What human race, what golden elixir, it turns out to be a slave of the demon race!"
The middle-aged man was furious, and doubts arose in his heart:
Monster clan, are you just watching a prisoner make trouble like this?
He looked up at Yuan Zheng opposite, and saw the ape demon staring at him with a smile on his lips, but his body remained motionless.
He turned his head and looked at the high platform in the distance. The graceful Queen of the Demon Clan was also watching her nose and heart, as if everything that happened outside the palace had nothing to do with her.
The middle-aged man's heart moved and he understood what they meant.
"Since you want to die so much, I will grant you your wish!"
He snorted coldly and slapped Wan Xuan's forehead with his palm!
"boom--"
A round head deflated like a rubber ball, and Wan Xuanqi was killed on the spot before he even had time to scream!
…
Actually killed?
All the monsters were shocked, this human messenger was so cruel!
If they did this kind of thing, it would be completely normal. But you are an envoy, and you are also an envoy of the human race, and you actually killed a human traitor on behalf of our demon race!
interesting!
It seems that this person is very sincere towards our demon clan!
At the same time, Qixia stood up from the throne, with a pretty face full of spring breeze and a smile:
"Master Ji is frightened, please come inside!"
The drumming began again. Although all the human prisoners looked pale, they did not dare to stop playing music, and even worked harder than before.
Wan Xuanqi's body was rolled up by a snake demon and stripped off.
Those attending the banquet in the palace were all demon kings after their transformation. Those demon commanders and demon generals who did not have enough status could only serve outside the palace.
Qixia doesn't like these weird and ugly monsters. This is no secret in Lu Kingdom.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man Ji Xungen flicked his sleeves and made a look of dismay: "Ji was entrusted by our ancestors to travel thousands of miles to come to your country to declare friendship. Is this how you treat guests?"
"It's all my fault," Qixia smiled brightly and bowed slightly and said, "I have prepared a bottle of wine in front of the throne. I will punish myself with a glass of wine later to make amends to Lord Ji. I hope you don't want to mind."
"You're welcome," Ji Xungen cupped his hands and his expression softened. His anger is just a show, just to express his feelings to each other.
"Your Majesty's cultivation is far better than mine, and he should be regarded as a senior. Seniors have their orders, how dare I disobey them?" He put on a smile, shook his clothes, and strode towards the high platform.
At this moment, a person who no one expected jumped out:
"Ji, you are so shameless!"
"Why do you have the right to kill the prisoners of our demon race whenever you want?"
"Why do you, the dignified messenger of the ancestor of the gods, please us so much and say, what are your intentions?"
…
What a joy!
The whole palace was shocked!
How happy is this person who loudly insulted the messenger in front of Qixia!
The chief steward of Luming Palace!
Why is she so bold? Could it be that Qixia secretly instigated all of this?
Are all the apologies the Queen just made fake?
Is the Queen doubting the true purpose of the envoy?
Well, that must be the case!
For a moment, the demons looked at Ji Xungen with a bit more evil eyes. Some even nodded secretly, that's right, the human race is cunning and never has good intentions, how can we trust them?
Well done!
Ji Xungen's smile froze, his old face turned the color of pig liver, and he was furious!
The demon clan has repeatedly provoked me, and I don’t know what is good or bad!
On the high platform, Qixia's little mouth opened slightly, and she was a little stunned for a moment.
He Xi was an old man who had been following her for many years. He was always cautious and never spoke carelessly. Although in recent years, as his power has grown, he has gradually become a bit domineering and jealous of talents, but he never breaks the rules in front of her. What happened today?
Could it be that she was also doubting Ji Xungen's intentions?
But even if you have suspicions, you can't ask them in public, right?
Do you still know the rules?
"He Xi——" the queen shouted violently, her sharp voice like a heavy hammer, slamming into the opponent's head:
"Shut up!"
He Xi's body trembled, as if he had woken up from a dream, dazed and speechless.
Qixia glanced at the expressionless Qing Xiaoling, and then looked at Ji Xungen in the distance. Seeing the lingering anger on his face, she thought about it for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand and threw a "pop" slap.
He Xi, who was ten feet away, suddenly had five fingerprints on his face, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he immediately passed out.
"Cang Wei, take her down and let her calm down!" the queen said coldly.
Turning around to look at Ji Xungen, his face was full of apology:
"Master Ji, I am not strict in discipline and have made you laugh. Please forgive me."
After saying that, she raised her hands and raised her forehead like a human woman, bent ninety degrees, and made a big salute.
After doing this, the anger on Ji Xungen's face gradually disappeared, but the smile before was gone, and he walked up to the high platform with a cold face.
The banquet is ready to begin.
…
He Xi was taken to a palace a few miles away by Cang Wei and settled down.
Although Qixia's palm was heavy, the damage was not great. After a while, she woke up leisurely.
I was in a daze for a while, and then gradually recalled what happened just now.
He slapped his forehead suddenly, gritted his teeth, and his face was horribly distorted with anger:
"Qing Xiaoling, you bitch, you must be the one responsible!"
Suddenly I remembered something and shuddered all over:
Charming!
Can she charm me? Doesn't it mean that her cultivation is far better than mine?
Far more than me, the late demon king?
How did this bitch become so powerful?
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(End of chapter)
