Wei Changtian and Qin Zhengqiu blurted out these words almost at the same time.
The former was wondering about the gender of this demon king, while the latter was a little regretful.
It seems that my grandson’s future mount can only be “sited” but not “rided”!
What a pity, what a pity!
"Young Master, Master Qin..."
On the other side, Yang Liushi was speechless at the two people's reactions.
As a fox demon, she may never truly understand human men's interest in beautiful women, but she still explained in a low voice:
"The Demon King is the transformation of a blue bird, born from heaven and earth. There is no distinction between male and female... He just likes to show himself as a woman."
"There is no distinction between male and female..."
Wei Changtian's tone paused, and he asked with a rather inquiring spirit: "Is it hermaphrodite, or neither male nor female?"
"..."
Yang Liushi took a deep breath: "I don't know about the Nu family... Young Master, why don't you ask the Demon King yourself?"
"Then forget it."
Wei Changtian waved his hands and said that he was not stupid. He immediately calmed down, straightened his clothes and walked towards the small pavilion.
The beautiful figure in the pavilion is getting closer and closer, and that peerless face is becoming more and more clearly visible.
However, the expressions of Wei Changtian and Qin Zhengqiu are very calm at the moment. They are obviously much calmer after learning the "truth".
"I, Wei Changtian, have met the Demon King."
Taking a step to stand opposite the Demon King, Wei Changtian clasped his fists in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, then turned around and introduced: "This is my grandpa, the headmaster of the Tianluo Sect."
"Well, my surname is Qin."
Qin Zhengqiu nodded pretentiously with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were quite cautious, probably estimating the demon king's combat effectiveness.
"Young Master Wei, Master Qin..."
On the opposite side, the cherry-like moist and bright red mouth opened slightly, and the voice sounded like a fairy voice coming from nine heavens away.
"I have no surname, so I named myself Qingxian."
Green string?
Hearing such a soft and soft voice, Wei Changtian's bones trembled, thinking that this demon king was quite easy to talk to.
Just when he was about to say a few more polite words, he heard Qingxian ask again:
"Master Wei, I wonder what you just said to Leader Qin? It seems to be related to this king?"
"this......"
Wei Changtian paused for a moment and wanted to fool him casually: "I'm sorry that I have never seen the real world, but I just saw the true face of the Demon King from a distance. I was shocked to the point of being a heavenly being, so I secretly praised him a few times."
"oh......"
Qingxian smiled and asked: "Then why is it that now that I am closer to the king, I don't see the slightest expression of surprise from the young master?"
"this......"
Haha, why didn’t you do some tricks yourself?
Wei Changtian cursed in his heart and was about to speak, but Qin Zhengqiu spoke first at this moment.
"You have too many questions."
"oh?"
Qingxian narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and turned to look at Qin Zhengqiu: "I wonder what the Qin leader means by this?"
Not to be outdone, Qin Zhengqiu looked back at him: "It doesn't mean anything. I just want you to be more polite when talking to my grandson."
"Hahaha, Master Qin, this is in Shiwanda Mountain. If I..."
"You can try it though."
"..."
The two of them didn't speak anymore. After a moment's pause, they waved their palms at the same time between lightning and flint, and collided with each other in the air without any warning.
"boom!!!"
Like a strong wind blowing up to level 10, the torrential waves suddenly rolled out from the center of the pavilion, rolling up countless gravels. Even the sea of clouds under the feet was torn apart, revealing the stretching mountains hidden below.
!!!
Good guy! Is this the strength of the second grade??
Wei Changtian and Yangliu Shi were both shocked by such a sudden change.
Impacted by the air wave, the latter took three or four steps back before he could regain his balance. Although Wei Changtian did not move at all, a wave of waves arose in his heart.
He didn't know how much force both sides used in this palm, but no matter what, the scene before him was shocking enough.
More importantly, why did the two of them fight when they disagreed?
Wei Changtian has never seen a third-grade or even second-grade master before. Li Huaizhong, who just came to his door two days ago, is a second-grade master.
But the old eunuch was so irritated by him that he didn't say anything and just slapped him with his palm. Why were Qin Zhengqiu and Qingxian so angry?
Could it be that......
Looking at the two of them, Wei Changtian suddenly had a vague idea.
The top masters he had seen before basically all had complicated backgrounds and interests, which made them worry too much when talking and doing things, and they would not take action easily.
But Qin Zhengqiu and Qingxian are different.
One of them is the leader of the demon sect, and the other is the demon king of the demon clan. They are not bound by secular rules and regulations, and their behavior style can basically be regarded as "doing whatever they want".
Of course, this does not mean that they will only solve problems through violence.
Want to sit and talk with me? Yes, but you must first prove that you are qualified to sit down.
"call......"
Thinking of this, Wei Changtian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was lucky that he had brought Qin Zhengqiu with him, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss on this trip.
"Master Qin, what a great trick!"
On the other side, after the air waves dissipated, Qingxian faintly uttered a sentence.
Her expression was as usual, but if you looked closely, you could see a hint of fear.
Qin Zhengqiu's expression was a bit arrogant, presumably because he had the upper hand in the previous confrontation.
"You're not bad. You haven't lived for eight hundred years in vain."
"..."
Qin Zhengqiu's words were obviously condescending, but Qing Xian did not show off his rhetoric and just pointed at the stone bench in the pavilion.
"Master Qin, Mr. Wei, let's sit and talk."
"good."
Wei Changtian sat down with his hands folded, and after looking at Qin Zhengqiu, he suddenly understood something in his heart -
The weak will never have the real right to dialogue with the strong.
...
The cold wind was biting, and the sea of clouds under my feet had rolled and closed again.
There were three people sitting at the Eight Immortals table made of unknown stone. Only Yang Liushi stood aside, her black hair swaying in the wind.
The table was empty, with neither tea, melons, or fruits, nor a tea heater.
From this aspect, there is still a big gap between the etiquette of demons and humans.
But Wei Changtian didn't come here to drink tea anyway, so he didn't care about these details. After a few polite words, he went straight to the point.
"Master Demon King, I heard from Liu Shi that you have a son who is currently imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison of Xuanjing Division?"
"Um."
Qingxian's expression remained unchanged and he asked calmly: "Master Wei came to me, is it because of him?"
"That's right."
Wei Changtian nodded and answered directly: "I can rescue him from prison."
"oh?"
Qingxian tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, and looks like a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of this world.
She lowered her eyes lightly and did not ask Wei Changtian how to do this. She just smiled softly and said, "Then what do you want from me?"
"I want the Demon King to have the most things."
Wei Changtian's expression remained unchanged, he paused for a moment and then uttered one word.