Chapter 648: Bo Yun is strange
"Don't be in a hurry, eat first, my dear friend, don't worry about those trivial matters. I don't recognize many human beings. Although you are not to my liking, I still recognize you very much in my heart.
Another point is that Lord Feilong sounds weird, here we all respectfully refer to gentlemen as..."
Yun Qingxia then said: "Your Excellency. Your Excellency, the Flying Dragon King."
The Flying Dragon King has the signature long beard of a demon gentleman, but his wavy mustache is similar to that of a barbarian from the human race. When he opens his mouth and smiles, he looks very heroic.
"Sir Yun is indeed a smart man who knows everything at once... But as a smart man, Mr. Yun, how could you put yourself in danger? Having reached your status, you should at least cherish your life very much."
"Back then, didn't the prince go to the front line with his precious body to capture the human city? Is my life more valuable than the prince?"
"Hahaha, you are really, in the words of your human race, sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued."
Yun Qingxia stuffed the napkin in front of her chest to cover it, and then took the knife and fork used by the demon tribe. Like an elegant nobleman who had been immersed in wine for many years, he gently cut off a corner from the tomahawk steak and stuffed it into his mouth. middle.
"Alldone? That's weird. Your Majesty, do you like to eat well-done?"
"Nope, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this portion of yours, so I asked the chef to make it fully cooked for you. I don't know..."
"Sai Ya."
Yun Qingxia smiled slightly: "I like medium rare when eating steak... The collision of the burnt aroma of the tender beef and the juice will give people a huge sense of satisfaction."
"Oh? I remember it. Next time you come back, I will ask the cook to fry a steak just right for you."
"Why, not this time."
The two of them are like fighting machines.
The Feilong King just spread his hands slightly, and the waiter removed the plate. He was smiling, but there was a faint evil spirit on his brows. He clearly had no expression, but you felt that he might give you a beating at any time.
"This time, no, it's not just me, my staff, and all my subordinates are against it."
"Could it be that the majestic Feilong King is afraid of his own staff and his subordinates?
I don’t believe in the dignified Feilong King, and I cannot be an arbitrary dictator. "
The Feilong King's face finally darkened: "Master Yun, be careful what you say. I am a loyal minister to His Majesty the Demon King."
"But it seems that the Demon King doesn't think so. Why else would he send an army to the edge of your territory?"
"It's very simple."
If the Flying Dragon King was a majestic superior just now, then he is now a murderous battlefield veteran.
"It's not because of me that I didn't kill you right away."
"Yes, from that moment on, the seeds of doubt have sprouted, and the Demon King's trust will gradually disappear amidst the three people's verbal criticism. Regardless of whether the Demon King wants it or not, the major lords will not let the Demon King trust you again.
My coming to your territory is a ruse in itself. "
Bloody juice flowed from Yun Qingxia's mouth. He wiped it away with his fingertips and looked at it with interest: "This is not alldone."
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"Today should be the last move."
The old master and the stinky beggar sat across from each other. He looked up into the dark depths and drank the last few sips of dragon wine: "Tell me, does he really believe us?"
The stinky beggar was startled, then smiled and said, "You silly boy really thinks that we are teachers now."
"You did regard him as your student."
"Aren't you?"
The smelly beggar sighed with emotion: "We really stayed down there for ten thousand years?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I often think about it, and it suddenly feels like a dream... I used to feel that every moment was torture, and I gradually went crazy in the torment of waiting. ... But when the day of freedom finally came, I felt that in fact, the time was too long. Soon……"
The old master sighed and said: "That is nature. Time is the supreme law in the world. Even gods cannot control it, otherwise we will really be immortal."
The smelly beggar felt a little disappointed: "I'm used to staying in dark corners, so what are we going to do when we go out? The fairy world is gone, so the things we discussed before are meaningless."
The old master also remained silent.
"Then what's the point of our revenge?"
The smelly beggar sighed: "Over the years, the sea has changed. The people who originally designed to harm us are no longer the same group of people. Today's Tingfeng world has already changed a group of people, and the dynasty has changed for many generations. Why should we be rigid? For the original grudge.”
Anger burned in the heart of the old master, and he raised his head with piercing eyes: "What? Is this just the end of the matter... We are trapped here by design, and our cultivation is constantly absorbed to serve as the guardian of the human king. The formation has been drained of blood for ten thousand years, do you plan to just let it go?
How did we agree in the first place? We must join forces to destroy the human race in this world! Have you forgotten all about it? "
"I haven't forgotten! These ten thousand years, a full ten thousand years of life, were used as blood bags for blood transfusions. I will never forget it in my life..."
The stinky beggar's face was full of resentment and anger, but he gradually calmed down: "But aren't people nowadays all innocent - just like the stinky boy, they treat us as respected seniors."
"They also sucked our blood and were born to enjoy the blessings! The humans from the Wind Realm deserve to die! You are saying this now. Why didn't you say this when you and I were studying the bloodline of the demons?"
The old master was not hysterical, nor was he extremely crazy. He was calm but seemed to be weeping every word: "When will the injustice be repaid? So when it is time to eradicate the grass, we must eradicate the root."
The stinky beggar lowered his head for a long time before he lifted the wine gourd high in frustration. However, the gourd was empty and he had to throw it to the ground.
"Okay, how about we kill the others and let the brat choose some people close to us, and how about we move to the big world together?"
"Do you really consider him your apprentice?"
The old master put his hands behind his hands and sneered: "Innocent! Do you think he won't hate you, me, or us when the time comes?"
"You damn old man, what do you think we should do? Why don't you just eat him alive? Oh, anyway, we will become evil men who slaughter living creatures."
The old master shook his head and sneered: "Of course I have to wait until we get out."
At this time, You Chuiyun's excited voice came from afar.
"Two gentlemen! I-I'm done!"
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The Sun and Moon God Sect was completely wiped out. The Yang Saint Son was locked in fourth place, while the Yin Saint Girl happened to be in the tenth place.
Now on the ring, it's Qi Tian versus Huang Huaqing.
Huang Huaqing is the chief disciple of the Tianxia Sect. The Tianxia Sect is a sect with deep roots in the dynasty and is directly responsible to the emperor. It has the reputation of being the largest sect in the world. After all, the radishes in the capital cost a penny a pound, right?
As the chief disciple of the leader of the largest sect, Huang Huaqing must be one of the top geniuses, so his actions are not less attention-grabbing than Wenren Zhuxiao's actions.
Since Wenren Zhuxiao died midway, we can only see if this Huang Huaqing has overwhelming strength.
Huang Huaqing was facing Qi Tian, who was two years younger than Huang Huaqing, so no matter how amazing and talented Qi Tian was, everyone was betting on Huang Huaqing. The older one was the hotter one, so Huang Huaqing should not lose.
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Huang Huaqing himself believed the same. He was born in a gym and had the aura of being indifferent to fame and fortune. He asked Qi Tian: "Why do you want to recognize that person who came out of nowhere as your brother? Do you know your brother?" Did I pay anything for you?"
It turns out that Huang Huaqing was also dissatisfied with Long Dayuan pretending to be You Chuiyun, but due to the general trend, he never pursued it. Now that he can ask Qitian to solve his doubts, he naturally wants to ask.
"Do I want him to pay?"
Qi Tian seemed a little lazy, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, which was obviously the look of a high-ranking person.
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Hua Qing frowned: "Although my condition is not very good, you should be no match for me. Aren't you afraid that I will teach you a lesson?"
"Teach me a lesson? Hahaha... is it just you?"
Huang Huaqing was born in a Taoist school and practiced Taoism. He was somewhat sensitive to evil spirits and other things, but his sixth sense told him that something was wrong with Qitian, but there was no clue if he probed carefully.
It turns out that Qi Tian used the Shenlong Kung Fu to use some of the power of the capital's formation to cover himself up, so even Spirit Master Qiao Feng couldn't see the clues, let alone his disciple Huang Huaqing.
Huang Huaqing shook his head and sighed, as if he wanted to teach his friend's brother a lesson, while Qi Tian looked confident of victory.
Long Dayuan was watching not far away, and Nantianmen Shan Chun and others were also nearby. Sensing everyone's gaze, Long Dayuan coughed lightly: "My brother has grown up and shown his sharpness... I'm afraid Huang Huaqing will lose."
Anyone who knows You Chuiyun in Nantianmen and others knows that he is a fake. Although Youchuiyun’s reputation in Nantianmen is polarizing, he is still a well-known name. Suddenly a person comes out and pretends to be Youchuiyun. They have a feeling since they were young. A kid who grew up in a big street and often got into fights, ended up being bullied by others, and had an inexplicable feeling of sharing the same hatred.
"Did you know that You Shaozong's younger brother has been lying in bed for two years?"
Nangong Shenxiao said disdainfully: "Oh, of course you won't know..."
Long Dayuan didn't even get angry with either of them. Every move of this handsome young master was still very noticeable: "Nangong Shenxiao... right? I heard that you lost to me once? What a pity, not this time. Let you lose a second time."
Nangong Shenxiao sneered: "You're a fake, how good are you at Yu Chuiyun?"
This time, even the cow boy stood up and defended You Chui Yun: "I really don't know what those people above are thinking? They sent you to pretend to be a pig with a green onion in their nose, pretending to be an elephant."
The handsome young master took his time and folded the folding fan in his hand: "What are you doing? You've all seen it on Man Jianghong's stage. When I wanted to take the main seat, none of you dared to speak. Why, now I think of it again. Do you want to use your power to bully others because of the strength in numbers?"
Liu Tong is still Liu Tong, attacking people without hesitation: "What does it mean to bully others? I don't know who was kicked off the stage by this little girl in despair."
