Today is the banquet, and the chief kings of various tribes that Bai Xun has hosted have arrived one after another.
Crow Yin was so drunk that he stayed up all night and all morning, sleeping until three quarters past noon. Jiang Qingyu joked that he would never take him drinking again next time.
Who would have thought that this man would act like a normal person and completely forget about drinking yesterday.
Tang Yuan and Song Wu gave each other expressions of admiration, saying that this was the first person to get drunk, and he was really drunk!
"Have all the heads of the demon kings come to the banquet?" Jiang Qingyu looked at the beautiful women coming and going. They were all beauties from the Fox Clan, with slender waists, plump rings, and slim eyes. They were all charming. A pair of fox eyes are so charming!
Crow Yin stood behind Jiang Qingyu and heard the words: "Well, except for the Peony King of the Mudan tribe who said he was ill and didn't come, everyone else who should have come and those who shouldn't have come."
"Peony King?"
Crow Yin nodded, "Well, I heard that the Peony King went into seclusion and entered the Ascension Realm two years ago, and almost died from the thunder tribulation. Although his cultivation level did not drop to survive the tribulation, he suffered from the root of the disease."
Jiang Qing smiled: "It is said that the Peony King is extremely beautiful. She already looks as lovable as Xi Tzu. Now I am afraid that Xi Tzu is really sick."
Crow Yin declined to comment.
"Where are Third Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Brother?" Jiang Qingyu asked again.
Crow Yin: "I was sent out to do something."
"Um?"
Jiang Qingyu blinked and was shocked to realize that the only people left idle were her and her second senior brother.
At this moment, a beautiful fox girl twisted her waist and walked up to Crow Yin. She shyly called Young Master and said, "Your master asked me to send a message to you~"
The tail note is slightly raised, as if it has a hook.
She raised her hand to signal Crow Yin to come over, whispered a few words in Crow Yin's ear, and was about to leave. Jiang Qingyu quickly stopped her: "This girl, Master... didn't he have any instructions for me?" ?”
The fox girl replied apologetically: "No."
Then he bowed slightly to Jiang Qingyu and left.
Seeing Jiang Qingyu's expression, Yayin couldn't say anything for a long time, "I..."
Jiang Qingyu waved his hands with a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion: "Go ahead, senior brother, don't delay the master's affairs."
Crow Yin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left the pavilion.
After Yayin left, Jiang Qingyu walked alone to the small pavilion where he drank that day. There was silence in his ears, with the occasional sound of koi diving and the chirping of birds.
Now she was really the only one left.
On the day of drinking, several people were very drunk, and she also slept all night. The next day, she figured out that since fate and mission were looking for her, it would also be a test for her, so God would send a big task to her. People must first work hard on their minds and muscles.
Besides, the sacrifice she made in every life was just for the duel with the demons ten years later. She believed that that would be her greatest opportunity.
Thinking about it, she took out a handful of fish food and sprinkled it into the pond, watching the koi fish fight for it, her mind wandering to nowhere.
At the end of the three-hour banquet, some patriarchal kings broke out of the door, as if they had seen something extraordinary, and without exception, they were all treasonous ministers in front of them.
Tiger King Huwei's face was extremely ugly, as if he had swallowed a fly, turning black and green for a while. Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows and thought: Oh, this is still a chameleon tiger.
The leader of the Wing Tribe is a mountain eagle. Most of them are small feathered winged animals who gather together. Later, they call themselves the Wing Tribe. As for birds with such a good reputation as peacocks, they are not willing to associate with them. They are a tribe. Top clan.
The Peony King is in another situation. She manages all the plant demons, and all the flowers, plants, fruits and trees are under her control.
This banquet was considered a success, and the purpose of intimidation by senior brother and master could be considered achieved. After all, people revere and fear gods, and so do demons.
Among the demon clan, in addition to the demon gods, they are the beast gods and the most representative of the mythical beasts from all directions.
But if it is based on real evidence, it does not seem to be a success.
The tiger king is as powerful as a bear's heart and a leopard's courage. Although he looks decent on the surface, he will never compromise so easily in his heart. A stubborn person like him usually won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River. He will not give up until he hits the south wall.
Master's threat can only be dealt with for more than a month at most. When they leave, Senior Brother will be left alone to be the king of the demon world. There are not many people at his disposal, so there is no guarantee that Huwei will not find trouble.
And his military advisor, I heard from the demons, is very cunning, a cunning rabbit, and even more of a fox than a fox.
So according to the master's wishes, they have to wait to bring Hu Wei down. This guy is too threatening, and he is cruel for tigers. He doesn't take the demon's life seriously. Even the mountain eagle with sly eyebrows and rat eyes is better than him. Be the demon king.
All in all, they probably have to stay in the demon world for a while longer.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyu sighed again, wondering if it was because he was too negative in the past few days, which made the master feel that he didn't want to take on the trouble, so he just let himself be an idler.
She was lying on the railing, her long slender hands hanging feebly outside the railing. The koi below thought they had fish food, and they were fighting to their death.
Jiang Qingyu couldn't laugh no matter what. After a while, she suddenly stabbed herself, no!
She can't be so slack!
If the master doesn't assign tasks, then she will find something to do. It's better than sitting and watching fish!
But within a moment, she became discouraged again, leaned on the railing, and murmured to herself: "What should I do..."
Her movement was not small, attracting a white fox cub nearby who was flapping at butterflies to stop. The two snow-white claws that were closed together were loosened, and the trapped fluttering butterflies were released, jumping to Jiang Qing's feet. At the same time, he asked in a sweet voice: "Is Sister Rabbit troublesome?"
Jiang Qingyu broke away from the confused state. When she saw the cute white fox cub at her feet, she felt happy. She picked it up and put it in her arms. She smiled and said, "How do you know that my sister is troubled?"
The fox cub nestled in her arms obediently, smelling the scent of osmanthus on Jiang Qingyu's body. Her face felt a little hot. Fortunately, her face was covered with white fur. She replied in a low voice:
"I just accidentally saw it. In the past, every time my mother had troubles, she would be like my sister. She would be excited for a while and sad for the next."
The haze in Jiang Qingyu's heart was dispelled a lot, and her tone was smiling: "Oh? Then you are really a ghost!"
The fox cub hummed: "You are complimenting me by calling me a sister."
The tail hanging down by his knees kept wagging, and Jiang Qingyu noticed that it was actually a three-tailed cat. The little one looked so young, so he must be the child of the elders.
She asked: "Which family are you a child from? How old are you this year?"
The fox cub replied bluntly: "The elder's family is forty-eight years old this year."
Jiang Qingyu almost spat out a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood, her hands shook, and she resisted throwing the fox cub, who was older than her, out.
