Faced with his friend's sincere treatment, of course Mo Qin had to satisfy his curiosity a little.
I exchanged some "sincere" information with Yi Junze over some unimportant information.
"The time I went out to the Xianqiong Pavilion Secret Realm was my first time. I met many people who were in distress on the way, and then I met you."
"It's okay for you monsters to invite me to accompany you. It's better to have a companion and someone to take care of you than to walk alone in a secret realm."
"I also wanted to gain more experience when I came out this time, but I didn't expect to meet such a kind-hearted monster like you again."
Yi Junze accepted Mo Qin's praise calmly. In addition to taking the initiative to take Mo Qin around the demon city, he also invited her to his home.
Mo Qin couldn't refuse, and she happened to be curious about what the living environment of the demon nobles was like, so she readily agreed.
After playing in the Yao clan for a few days, Yi Junze was enthusiastic and even met a few Yao elders by chance.
It's really like treating a great friend.
Mo Qin didn't stay in the Demon City for long and left after playing for a few days.
Yi Junze also tried to persuade her to stay, but he was also very busy every day. Seeing that Mo Qin was determined to leave, he didn't say anything more and only allowed her to have time to contact her and come back to play again when she had the opportunity.
Not long after Mo Qin left, Yi Junze received a summons from an elder in the clan.
The white-haired, elderly man sat slumped in front of the low table. His lips were white and there was no color on his face. He was tired and fragile.
"Ze'er, that friend of yours is gone?"
Yi Junze saw the old man's fatigue, and there was a hint of worry on his face.
The old man in front of him is a well-known wise man in the demon world. He is well-informed and can do calculations and divination.
Yi Junze took this opportunity to let the old man see Mo Qin, and wanted the old man to see if there was anything strange about Mo Qin for him.
"So, what did you figure out?"
If you call him over in such a hurry, you must have figured something out.
"Cough cough cough." The old man suddenly trembled and coughed violently several times.
Yi Junze hurriedly stepped forward to show concern. As a great demon, even at the end of his life, he would not suffer like a mortal. This was obviously wrong.
The old man hurriedly waved his hands to express that he was fine.
"I just suffered backlash when I was doing divination, it doesn't matter."
Yi Junze was shocked, "Backlash? It's because..."
The old man nodded, confirming the person Yi Junze had not mentioned.
Divination is a way of peering into the destiny. Even those who can divine can only predict the bad luck and general direction. Being criticized is a punishment for spying on things that cannot be seen.
"What did you figure out?"
The old man frowned slightly, not sure whether he was worried or in pain. He shook his head slowly, "I didn't calculate anything."
"I'm afraid the future trend will be related to this."
"You said you met her in the secret realm of Xianqiong Pavilion?" the old man asked again.
Yi Junze: "Yes, she appeared alone at that time. I invited her to go with me. All the dangers along the way seemed to avoid her."
It was just a guess at first, but as time went by, he felt more and more that this was what happened.
The old man sighed, "Maybe I got some great opportunity in the secret realm."
It's not so much divination as it is a prediction of the future. The situation is changing rapidly, and who can really predict what will happen in the future.
The future is not arranged in advance, but happens by chance when various conditions come together.
"If you can make friends with them, then don't make enemies." The old man said no more about this matter. Instead of focusing on a foreigner, it would be better to think of a solution from yourself.
He patted Yi Junze on the shoulder and said sincerely:
"Ze'er, the future of the demon clan and the revival of the demon clan depends on you."
The way of heaven is unkind, evil immortals are in power, and all ethnic groups are oppressed and have to endure hardships. I am afraid that the current Demon King has lost his pride long ago.
It's okay to live quietly, but there's no hope of resistance.
The future of the demon world still depends on the next generation.
Yi Junze said a dull 'hmm', acquiescing to the heavy responsibility that was placed on his shoulders.
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Mo Qin left the demon capital but did not leave the demon world.
And what we saw and heard were not all beautiful rivers and mountains and simple folk customs. If you take a quick look around, most of you can only see excitement and novelty, but in the current world, you can also see a lot of superficial devastation.
There were also many people who had their thoughts on Mo Qin, but none of them succeeded.
After all, someone who can only survive by grabbing money can have so many extraordinary abilities.
On this day, Mo Qin encountered another group of robbers, but it was not demons robbing demons, but immortals robbing demons.
A group of immortals wearing the same uniforms were catching a demon. The demon was not very old and could be considered a teenager.
The young man had some abilities, but those immortals were obviously well prepared. Facing a flanking attack, the demon boy was soon unable to resist and was captured.
The demon boy could not escape and could only attack with words, "You evil immortals will die a happy death. I will definitely not let you go!"
The Immortal didn't take it seriously, "Huh! You won't let us go? That's all because of your life!"
As he spoke, he also stepped on the young demon's face, which was extremely insulting.
"You are just a beast. After practicing for a few days, you really think you are so powerful. You are lucky to be able to catch our eye, hahahahaha!"
Just when they were about to beat the demon boy back to his original form, a sword flew from a distance and hit the shoulder of the immortal who was violently brutalizing the demon boy.
Several immortals were startled and quickly stopped their violence against the demon boy and turned to deal with the flying sword that suddenly appeared.
The flying sword was very fast, and even the afterimage could be seen. Every time it clashed with the sword, a new sword would appear, and soon there were dozens of swords flying in the air.
The immortals shouted while resisting the attack of flying swords:
"Who! You're so sneaky, why don't you show up soon?!"
Phew——
Another immortal was accidentally stabbed by a sword. They had no time to pay attention to the demon boy on the ground. Instead, they formed a circle to avoid new wounded people.
The demon boy was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he was so lucky that he could survive from a desperate situation.
He immediately got up from the ground, glanced in the direction where the sword had just flown, and then ran away.
Although he also wanted to join the battle and beat those immortals to pieces, this was obviously not a wise move.
The attack stopped only after the young demon clan had run away without a shadow.
The sword did not disappear directly, but paused in the air for a while, like a threat and warning.
The immortals were aggrieved, but after looking at the direction in which the demon was escaping, they had no choice but to give up.
After running for some distance, the immortal said:
"I seem to have seen that sword just now somewhere."
The swords made by some specialized blacksmiths have special marks. In a daze just now, they seemed to see a mark on the sword, but they couldn't remember what it was.
(End of chapter)
