Among the six realms, the demon world has many races and huge roots. The cultivation methods are also uneven and each has its own strengths. In ancient times, the demon clan was entrenched in the Ruoxie Valley and dominated one area.

After the war, the territory of the demon clan continued to expand and gradually developed into the current demon world, which should not be underestimated. In addition, the world is now divided into two, and the two factions are fighting against each other. Therefore, the eyes of the demon clan today are more or less contemptuous.

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Weaver Ying thought she could remain calm, but when she really felt these gazes, she couldn't help but feel worried and angry for the Gods.

"Today, the gods are divided into two groups. Today, we are sending envoys from the heaven. I don't know if the Lord of the new heaven will send someone tomorrow."

Zhi Ying followed the sound and saw that the person who said this was Feng Jizhou's attendant Qing Ya. He looked out at the deserted valley entrance with a dazed look on his face, but there was a lot of ridicule and sarcasm in his tone.

Yes, the New Heaven Realm and the Original Heaven Realm are equally divided. If the Monster Clan is attracted by the Original Heaven Realm, then how can the New Heaven Realm sit idly by and ignore it?

I hope their arrival will not affect her or cause any harm to her.

Qingya added: "The Demon Clan and the God Clan are at war with each other all the year round. It is said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. The girl who serves Lord Ji Li should know better than me."

Upon hearing this, Zhi Ying's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, but Feng Jizhou on the side immediately became energetic as if he had been given a shot of blood. He took Zhi Ying's arm and said, "Qing Ya is right.

Can you tell me how the heaven was divided into two? It is rumored that the master of the new heaven, Xuanzu Yuanjun, was designed by the Emperor of Heaven to die tragically. I don’t know if the rumor is true or false?"

Zhiying glanced at Qingya, who smiled like a spring breeze, but his eyes flashed with a malicious light, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and doubt in his heart.

If the wolf clan wanted to win over Ji Li, then not only should they treat him with courtesy, but they should at least treat him as normal. Why did Feng Jizhou's attendant go out of his way to make things difficult for him, with a hint of probing in his words? Could it be that Feng Juxu knew it?

Ji Li formed an alliance with the demon king but couldn't stop it, so he broke the pot?

She let go of Feng Jizhou's extended hand with an indifferent expression and said in a cold voice: "Young Master Feng, I am a humble servant. Being lucky enough to serve by your master's side is a blessing accumulated in your previous life. Serving your master should be your top priority."

No matter how important it is, you will live up to the Lord's promotion.

"Perhaps the rules of the demon world are loose, which is why Young Master Feng, the attendant, speaks so casually. However, I am a member of the demon world and cannot forget my identity no matter where I am. I am deeply ashamed of not being able to answer Young Master Feng's doubts.

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Feng Jizhou felt her alienation from him, and said with a smile: "The girl is absolutely right, I'm sorry, it was my people who were rude." He looked at Qingya and asked him to apologize to Zhiying.

Zhi Ying was most disgusted with these false etiquettes, so he said "no problem" to him without much politeness, and focused on the valley entrance ahead.

After some unhappiness, Feng Jizhou remained speechless. He couldn't understand why Qingya, who was arranged by his father to be by his side, looked very calm the past two days, but spoke so rashly today.

The small incident that happened later did not affect the people in front. It was already past time, and the heavenly envoys had not yet arrived. This made the demon nobles waiting at the entrance of the valley start to get restless, talking to each other in twos and threes, and whispering.

Continuously.

Not long after, the sound of phoenixes slowly came from the sky. The sound reached the ears and resounded through the hearts of the people. It easily suppressed all the sounds. Everyone looked at it. Above the clear sky, three pairs of green phoenixes and red phoenixes came together, with green feathers.

The red feathers and green feathers complement each other, rendering the cloudless sky gorgeous.

The visual and auditory magnificence shocked all the monsters on the ground, but only a few people maintained their initial composure.

Unseen by Zhiying, Qingya curled up his mouth and chased one of the Qingluan with his eyes. To be precise, it was the person standing on top of the Qingluan. Then he slowly retreated and disappeared into the crowd.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Qingluan and Red Phoenix flew down at such a fast speed that they did not stir up a single speck of dust. Where the divine bird passed by, at the mouth of Ruoxie Valley, a group of people dressed in feathers and clouds stood proudly and beautifully.

Shocked everywhere.

The leading man is wearing a light shirt with continuous green leaves embroidered on the hem. He has a simple reddish-brown wooden hairpin in his hair. He has handsome eyebrows and the corners of his mouth are always raised slightly, showing a very standard public relations smile. He looks very friendly from a distance.

, only after a long time did I realize that it was just a frozen smiling face mask.

The person who led the demon clan to welcome the heavenly envoy was the great elder of the Jiao clan. He had gray hair and a kind face. He was one of the people who remained calm from beginning to end.

The great elder stepped forward to welcome him, bowed to the man headed by the God Clan, and at the same time smiled and exchanged greetings with him: "We haven't seen him in nearly a hundred years. How is Changchun God always doing?"

The smile on Changchun's lips deepened. He quickly stepped forward to hold up the elder's arms and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, elder, everything is fine in Changchun."

Zhiying was impatient with these boring attempts at greetings, and her eyes swept over the faces of the gods behind Changchun Lord one by one. As soon as she passed by the face of Lord Suzaku, she saw a face that was so familiar that her fingers trembled.

Dressed in flowing clouds and gauze, a bunch of ice silk strings hung on it.

——Qu Mi!

She stood quietly in the heavenly envoy, looking cold and aloof. She was obviously not interested in the polite words of Changchun God and the elder of the Jiao clan, but she had to stop and listen because she was also a heavenly envoy.

Zhiying was astonished and couldn't help but be surprised by Qu Mi's arrival. Haven't the Yun people always been out of sight of the Heavenly Emperor Langgen? How could there be a Yun people among the heavenly envoys?

Perhaps her gaze was too intense, so Qu Mi looked over quickly.

Zhiying was startled subconsciously. Her vest suddenly hurt, and her face suddenly changed back to its original appearance without realizing it. She was completely unaware of it. Seeing that Qu Mi's eyes were about to fall on her, her waist was suddenly touched.

A strong force pulled her back, and she was so frightened that she bit her lip without making any sound.

Feng Jizhou, who was closest to her, never noticed that there was one less person around him, no, two people.

Away from the crowd, Zhi Ying had already calmed down and whispered: "It's safe now, let go."

The little Golden Crow who led her away snorted before withdrawing his hand, not forgetting the lesson: "You are so restless when you are not in front of me for a moment!"

Zhi Ying couldn't help but sigh: "Sooner or later we will see you, but now we can be prepared."

Little Jinwu couldn't argue with her, and he knew that she must be unhappy at the moment, so he muttered secretly: "You are always right."

"Not only me, but also you." There was no hint of joking on Zhi Ying's face, a small whirlpool formed between his eyebrows, and for the first time, a face that had always been full of smiles appeared to be filled with sadness that seemed to be irreversible.

Xiao Jinwu rubbed her brows distressedly, trying to dissipate the sorrow inside, but he couldn't. He had to say: "There are many people here, let's go back to Lanyuan." As he said that, he frowned unconsciously.

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