"Master Zhou, may I ask what kind of treasure is that crystal clear leaf in your consciousness sea? It is so powerful."
Someone couldn't help but asked.
"I don't know what kind of treasure it is. It's a gift from Uncle Zhang to us." Zhou Du replied.
"I wonder what level of Tao it contains?" someone else inquired.
"yes--"
"Little brother!"
Zhou Miao suddenly shouted and cut off Zhou Du's words.
Zhou Du looked at Zhou Miao's stern eyes and couldn't help but shrink his neck. He had always been afraid of this resolute elder sister, so he apologized to the person who asked, "Sorry, I have no comment."
"It doesn't matter." The man smiled and waved his hand.
Zhou Du's "no comment" also dissuaded other people who wanted to find out information about the white jade leaves.
Zhang Guangyao gave Demon Ancestor some strength-restoring elixirs, and with the nourishment of his own ancient immortal power, he soon woke up from his coma.
"Thank you for your help."
Demon Ancestor stood up, straightened his clothes, and then solemnly bowed and thanked Zhang Guangyao and others.
"It's a simple task, no need to worry about it."
Zhang Guangyao waved his hand, and then asked curiously: "I wonder who hurt the Demon Ancestor like this?"
"Ah…"
A sneer suddenly rang out from the crowd of onlookers, and he said to Zhang Guangyao: "How can he, a mere casual cultivator from the land of gods and celestial beings, deserve the title of 'Demon Ancestor'? I advise you to change the name for him, otherwise he will be demonized."
When the young master hears this, he must be slapped to death."
The Demon Ancestor heard this and did not refute, but said: "My surname is Zhuang Xi, just call me Zhuang Xi."
"Senior Zhuang, I wonder who hurt you like this?" Zhang Guangyao changed his title and asked again.
"it's me!"
Suddenly a deep voice came from the southern sky, answering Zhang Guangyao's question.
As the voice fell, a man with horns on his head, wearing armor, and purple hair and purple beard came through the air and stopped in the sky above Liujia Village.
Before Zhang Guangyao could speak, he took the lead and pointed at the Demon Ancestor and shouted at Zhang Guangyao: "This boy is from my Demon Clan. I advise you to mind your own business and leave him to me, otherwise I will blame you for being rude."
Demon Ancestor glared at the purple-haired man with hatred, and said in a deep voice: "It is he who is chasing me. Not only did they steal my armor-removing power, they also stole my elemental heart. If I don't obey, they will
Want to kill me."
His armor-removing power was taken away by the purple-haired man ten days ago. During the process of resistance, the purple-haired man forcibly absorbed the memory of his soul, thus exposing the secret of the ancient tree in Zhang Xiaopou's dantian.
The purple-haired man originally wanted to take the power of armor removal as his own, but the young master of the demon tribe, Mu Kui, took it away.
The purple-haired man seemed to think that the Demon Ancestor was easy to bully, and he was also concerned about his elemental heart, so he tried to snatch it away when he couldn't get it. The Demon Ancestor fought hard and fled all the way to Liujiacun.
"This is unreasonable. It's too much."
Zhang Guangyao shouted angrily.
The purple-haired man looked at Zhang Guangyao coldly and said: "This is an internal matter of our demon clan. You don't need to be evaluated by an outsider. Let me ask you whether you want to make friends with others? If you don't, I will take action."
Zhang Guangyao met the purple-haired man's gaze without fear and refused firmly: "Senior Zhuang is a friend of my Liujiacun, there is no way I can leave it to you."
"court death!"
The purple-haired man glared angrily, stretched out his hand to grab a long knife from the void space, and slashed at Zhang Guangyao with the knife.
Suddenly, a giant hand appeared above his head.
Open your fingers and grasp them tightly.
squeak!
Before the purple-haired man's long knife could be slashed out, he was caught firmly by a giant hand that appeared out of thin air. His body made a squeezing sound as it was about to be exploded by the giant hand.
A thousand-foot-tall giant came out of the void behind the giant hand.
It was actually Mukui, the young master of the demon clan.
The people in Tianting and Lingshan who were watching were all stunned, wondering why the young master of the demon clan would take action against his subordinates.
Wen Shaoqing's face changed slightly as he stood behind the window.
Jialuo looked at the scene in the sky thoughtfully.
"ah--"
The purple-haired man let out a scream of pain and begged for mercy urgently: "Young Master, please spare your life. I wonder what my subordinate did wrong to make the Young Master so angry?"
Mukui said with a cold expression: "Liujiacun is my demon clan's best friend. How dare you attack them? You really deserve death!"
"I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me this time, young master. I will make amends to my friends in Liujiacun."
"When you make a mistake, you have to pay the price."
Mukui's eyes turned cold, and he exerted force on his hands. With a bang, he grabbed the purple-haired man's body and then grabbed the purple-haired man's soul, spitting demonic fire from his mouth to burn it.
"ah--"
"Young Master, please spare my life——"
The spirit of the purple-haired man screamed for mercy, but Mukui's expression remained cold and he was determined to kill.
"Is this a sad drama with us?"
Wan Qingqiu chuckled, guessing that the scene in front of him was probably a drama directed and performed by the young master of the demon clan. He wanted to resolve the conflict with Zhang Xiaozhu, and like the people from Tianting and Lingshan, he came to live in Liujia Village.
"Should you take the initiative to confess on your own, or should I let my young master tear apart your soul and consciousness and reveal your secrets?"
Mu Kui suddenly asked.
Everyone was startled when they heard this, and then they realized that Mukui had another reason for attacking the purple-haired man.
"Ah - I don't understand... what the young master is saying. I am loyal to... to the young master. I have no second thoughts. There is no... no secret. Ah - spare my life, young master - burn me to death -
It hurts me so much——ah——"
The purple-haired man screamed repeatedly.
"Is there really no secret? Then open your consciousness and let me, the young master, check it out." Mu Kui demanded.
"Ah - help - help me - ah - burn me to death -"
"Hmph, let me see who your real master is, young master."
Mu Kui snorted coldly and was about to forcefully tear apart the purple-haired man's spiritual memory.
Suddenly, the purple-haired man's soul trembled violently, and then he was disbanded.
"Ah!"
Mukui seemed to have expected it. He dispersed the demonic fire and looked down at Wen Shaoqing and Jialuo's courtyard. He glanced back and forth between the two courtyards a few times and sneered:
"You two are really ruthless and ruthless. What good subordinates you are, risking their lives to stay undercover next to my young master and collecting information for you every day. But in the end, you don't take any credit and just kill when you ask. It's really chilling.
, who will dare to sacrifice their lives for you in the future?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized, thinking that no wonder Mukui wanted to kill the purple-haired man. It turned out that this man was actually a spy planted by Wen Shaoqing or Jialuo.
Neither Wen Shaoqing nor Jia Luo answered, because whoever answered at this time would be equivalent to admitting that the purple-haired man was one of their own.
But Jialuo knew in his heart that the purple-haired man belonged to Wen Shaoqing.
Wen Shaoqing's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with clouds.
Mukui saw that no one from Shaoqing and Jialuo responded, and knew that there would be no results if they continued to entangle, so he could only sneer and give up.
Then he reached out and grabbed into the void, grabbed a bunch of rare treasures, and threw them together with the purple-haired man's demon pill in front of the demon ancestor, saying: "It is not my young master's responsibility to snatch your primordial power and elemental heart.
It is a carefully crafted insidious plot to use you to provoke a war between the demon clan and Liujiacun.
Think about it, given the difference in cultivation between you and him, if he really wanted to kill you, would you have a chance to escape to Liujia Village?
Obviously he let you come here on purpose."
Demon Ancestor felt it made sense and nodded.
"All his demon pills and belongings will be given to you as compensation for you," Mukui said.
"Thank you, young master."
"You don't need to thank me, because this young master has no intention of returning your Taichu Yuanshi power."
"——" Demon Ancestor's expression suddenly became miserable.
"You can make a request to me, be it elixir, treasure, or ask me to do something for you. I will do my best to satisfy you. Don't worry, ask now. I'll wait until you think about it.
You can pick it up at any time.”
The demon ancestor could only smile bitterly.
Mu Kui turned his attention to Zhang Guangyao and said: "I have learned the news. It was Zhang Xiaozu who helped the Jiuzhou Monster Clan find the lost Beast Mountain and protect the Monster Forest in time. This young master represents the Jiuzhou Monster Clan.
I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Zhang Xiaozu and Liujiacun, and wish to have everlasting friendship with Liujiacun."
Zhang Guangyao replied: "Liujiacun is also willing to make good friends with the demon clan."
"Since we have become friends, can we, the demon tribe, also live in Liujia Village?" Mu Kui asked with a smile.
"——"
Only then did Zhang Guangyao know that Mu Kui was waiting for him here, and he thought to himself: "The people from Tianting and Lingshan have shamelessly moved in, and there is not one more demon clan left. It is just right for the demon clan to move in and contain the two of them."