The demon soldiers behind the waterfall came in suddenly, knelt on one knee beside Ji Yue's bed in a panic, clasped his fists in his hands, and said anxiously: "Demon King, the elf troops are coming, approaching us."
Ji Yue frowned, the elves have discovered their whereabouts?
Then, another soldier came over and knelt down on one knee.
"Demon King, the elven troops have surrounded our stronghold."
"..."
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
In the dim light, Ji Yue's face was full of sinisterness.
Suddenly, he stood up abruptly. Emperor Jiujun stepped forward to remind him that he was injured, but he quickly walked to Long San's bedside, pressed his fingertips on Black Lion's ribs, and then his face changed slightly,
He cursed secretly, "Long San was tracked by the elves, and he was deliberately released by them."
Emperor Jiujun was stunned. He remembered Qingge's words and secretly scoffed at his own carelessness.
"You did nothing wrong in this matter. Even if Long San is tracked by the elves, I will not give up on my brother who has been with me through life and death." Ji Yue said.
Hearing this, the demons around them felt warm in their hearts.
"What should the elves do?" the saint asked, "You are injured now, and it is night again. The elves are the strongest and have lost control. We are outnumbered..."
"What are you afraid of?" Ji Yue darkened her eyes, "Aren't there still white crystals? What's more, with Xunwu Lei's temperament, after learning that the elves have betrayed him, they will raze all these mountains to the ground. It seems like this
, the elves seem to be our friends."
The saint opened her mouth but did not speak.
Elf?
friend?
Unbelievable.
When Ji Yue rolled up her sleeves and was about to walk out of the waterfall, there were deep and shallow footsteps nearby. Ji Yue turned around and saw Fu Xi's young face was filled with a smile. He smiled and stretched out his hand towards Ji Yue.
It looks like a crystal bag that wants to be hugged.
Ji Yue snorted arrogantly, "Do you really think I'm your father?"
After saying that, Ji Yue strode out quickly.
Fuxi: "..."
Wuyou came over and rubbed Fuxi's head sympathetically.
Fuxi curled her lips and expressed that she was aggrieved. My sister's man was not gentle at all. Is that true?
Wuyou grinned sinisterly, "It's better not to be gentle, so we can pry into the corner."
Fuxi looked at him with contempt, "You are too ugly. You are not as good-looking as the Demon King. My sister will not have a child with you."
Wuyou's face was dark, and he twisted Fu Xi's ears, "Do you believe that I will feed you aphrodisiacs, take off your clothes, pose, and throw them into the cannibals?"
Fuxi: "..."
Beyond the waterfall.
A group of beautiful elves surrounded the waterfall.
In front of the purple vines, one of the voluptuous men looked at the waterfall coldly with a pair of dark green eyes.
Suddenly, someone broke through the waterfall.
Ji Yue, Di Jiujun and others stood in front of the elf troops. A few demons got a dark throne chair from somewhere and placed it in the center.
Ji Yue walked over arrogantly and sinisterly, sat down roughly, crossed her legs, supported them with her long fingers, and looked at the elf man with sinister eyes, "The elf clan has fallen to the point of joining Xunwu Tears.
Is it done?"
A ghostly meaning flashed through the man's dark green eyes. He lowered his head and smiled deeply, then looked at Ji Yue intently and said: "Demon King, those who understand the current affairs are heroes. You have left the Demon Realm for eighteen years, and the structure of the Demon Realm has been completely changed.
It’s finalized, it doesn’t mean you can make a comeback if you want. Of course, I also admire you very much. You have passed five levels and killed six generals, and your momentum is still as powerful as before.”
"Eighteen years?"
Ji Yue's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, "What's the point of eighteen years? I want the hundreds of millions of demons in this demon realm to call me king. Who dares to refuse? If I become the demon king once, this demon realm will take turns.
Don’t let others tell you what to do.”
"The Demon King is the Demon King, and he is still arrogant."
The man continued: "But do you know that it was because you were too proud and believed in your own strength that you capsized in the gutter and were tricked by Xunwu Tears, so that you lived in chaos for eighteen years?
Do you know that all your brothers and subordinates who were loyal to you were destroyed in that battle because of your selfishness? Even your few brothers suffered misfortunes day and night.
Human torture, just because Xunwu Lei wanted to find out your whereabouts, think about it, those people, how proud they are, were forced to commit suicide!"
Ji Yue's joints turned white and her fingertips felt cold. He sat stiffly on the throne, the wind in his ears was still ringing, and the only sound was the voice of the elves.
"Demon King, are you going to repeat the same mistakes and let the Demon Realm fall into a situation where the people are in dire straits and starving? Where do you see the people in the world?"
The elf's voice suddenly became louder. He didn't make any accusations. He seemed to be persuading Ji Yue to turn around and not be stubborn.
Ji Yue lowered her head, her fiery red robe and his lonely figure falling into dark shadows.
Emperor Jiujun stood upright outside the throne and looked at Ji Yue distressedly.
He knew how hard Ji Yue had been feeling over the years.
The saint was unwilling to give in and wanted to retort, but was stopped by Emperor Jiujun.
Dozens of demons stood aside silently.
Wuyou held Fuxi's hand and leaned against a tree coquettishly.
Fuxi glanced at Wuyou and said, "I think your every frown and smile are full of eroticism. It even gave me the illusion that this innocent tree is even your sex slave."
Wuyou: "..."
Is he so hungry?
The night was enchanting. In front of the waterfall, on the throne, the evil and sycophantic man lowered his head, frowned, and remained silent for a long time.
He was silent, but sitting there was oppressive, suffocating, and pressing into the soul.
After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, one purple and one red, a combination of nobility and evil, extremely beautiful.
He smiled.
He said: "Because of this, I should take back what belongs to me. Those who bullied my brother in the first place should be killed without mercy for all the people in the world? What is that thing? It is none of my business? When I am in trouble
, will the people in the world save me from the fire and water? They only need a powerful king to lead them to glory, and I am their best choice."
The elf was dumbfounded for a moment, and then laughed. He actually wanted to calmly talk to the demon king who had a lofty ambition, unless the sun came out in the west.
"Demon King, this is my affection. If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude." The elf said.
"Then let me see how rude you are. It's best not to disappoint me." Ji Yue sneered.
Even if there were injuries under his bloody robe, it would not stop his arrogance.
Who is he? He is Ji Yue, the indomitable demon king.
The elf waved his hand down, and the elf troops surrounded and suppressed them. Their green eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, surrounded them.
Ji Yue crossed her legs, smiled instead of angry, and asked, "Wing Elf, do you need white crystal?"
The topic changed too quickly.
Everyone's heads were stunned and they couldn't turn around.
But unsurprisingly, when the white crystal was mentioned, the people known as Winged Elves and other elves all became excited, with a look of frenzy in their eyes.