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"Mo Jiao must die!" Shi Kuan crossed his arms and was the first to express his opinion.

A group of people have been sitting here for more than a quarter of an hour, and no one speaks. What are they doing?

Isn't this the problem? Wouldn't it be good if it is solved?

In Shi Kuan's eyes, it is important to deal with the Mo Jiao, preserve the strength of the demon clan, and strive to gain more weight in the eyes of Jiuzhou.

But it's not as important as the princess.

No matter what, as long as the demon clan can surrender to Jiuzhou and become a pawn in the hands of the young master.

Then the princess will be able to come back, and his goal will be achieved. He doesn't care about anything else. It doesn't matter if he has the best or not.

At worst, he uses his own things to compensate others.

They are all external things anyway. As long as he has the princess, he has everything!

After finishing speaking, Shi Kuan also looked at Su Jiu'er and Tu Shan Honghong. The three of them were a united front and had almost the same interests.

Therefore, Shi Kuan hopes that they can speak up to support him, cut through the mess quickly, and end this matter as soon as possible.

It's a pity that neither Su Jiu'er nor Tu Shan Honghong was born to support Shi Kuan as he thought.

He has never had any control over the demon clan under Shi Kuan. They all rely on him in name, exercise self-control, and do whatever they want.

As long as it doesn't go against Shi Kuan's will.

But Su Jiuer and Tushan Honghong are different. Behind them is an entire ethnic group connected by blood.

They can sacrifice everything for the person in their hearts, but when the price is their blood-connected ethnic group, they must treat it carefully.

He can do whatever it takes, but no one can do that like Shi Kuan, who only needs to represent himself.

The monsters under his command have gained so much benefit and caused so many troubles by using his name over the years.

Now when it comes time to pay it back, no one will say anything.

But what about others?

Except for Brother Cao who is alone, perhaps even Mr. Yan will inevitably have other selfish motives in his heart.

Looking around, no one said anything to take Shi Kuan's words. Mr. Yan came out to smooth things over, "No one said Mo Jiao could survive..."

"But how to kill?"

"The little brats under his command are all baring their teeth. If we take action rashly, they will definitely come up and bite us."

"Not everyone has the opportunity to surrender to Kyushu, but since you are going to surrender, it must be valuable."

"Bite your own cub and cause injuries all over your body, even if it doesn't affect the final result."

As Mr. Yan said, his eyes looked at everyone's faces one after another, and paused for a moment, "Master, how much face can we have left in your heart?"

"How much do we weigh?"

Old Yan's words reached everyone's hearts, and everyone except Shi Kuan and Brother Cao could not help but nod.

Of course, there are still some things that Mr. Yan did not say directly, but they all knew it well.

Surrender belongs to the demon clan and is one of their top ten strongest men. They seem to be allies and companions.

But there is still competition between them. They all want to be popular in the eyes of the young master and strive for more benefits for themselves.

The opportunity to become emperor may be unlikely, but what about the others?

In Su Jiu'er's hands, not to mention the clay figures made by Empress Nuwa, but the cups of tea that the young master entertained them.

It's enough to make them jealous.

Mirage, who was always the most lively, took the initiative and continued with a smile, "I know you are all very anxious."

"I want to kill Mo Jiao later and report the good news as soon as possible, so that the young master will not be impatient with waiting."

"But Young Master made it very clear, what we want are chess pieces."

"The most important thing about chess pieces is their weight and value. If we, the rest of us, can't even consider this or do it well, what qualifications do we have to share the young master's worries."

"Can I become a chess piece in the hands of the young master?"

After saying this, the problem returned to its original point.

Mo Jiao wants to kill, but how?

It cannot affect the overall strength of their demon clan. Even if it does, it must be within a controllable and tolerable range.

But with Mo Jiao's strength and mind, this is undoubtedly a very difficult matter.

If time permits, there are many other ways to do it.

But what they are short of now is time. No one wants to make the young master wait, and no one dares to make the young master wait.

Emperor, the young master may not be so grand, but sending a few strong men who are not Emperor can still solve the problem at hand.

This is something none of them want to see.

After being silent for a while, without speaking, Brother Cao, who was holding a very simple long sword in his arms, stood up and said to everyone, "I'll go."

Brother Cao is going? !

A light flashed in everyone's eyes.

Brother Cao is the most unique one among the top ten strong men of their demon clan. He has no subordinates or subordinates under his command.

He has always been alone. If his prototype was not a grass, a weed that no one would pay attention to, he would be a member of the demon clan by birth.

Maybe he alone can become a new tribe in the unknown infinite world.

The sword in his arms was refined from one of his two blades of grass, and it was infinitely powerful.

He once killed a powerful human being who was on equal footing with the ten strongest men of the demon race with one sword, causing countless people to be shocked and in disbelief.

Although among the demon clan, the most powerful one is Mo Jiao by default.

But all the demons also know that if Brother Cao and Mo Jiao fight.

Brother Cao may die in the end, but Mo Jiao must also die with Brother Cao. At the very least, he will be half-dead. He will not be able to recover from the near-death state in less than tens of thousands of years.

But…………

Everyone thought again, and the light in their eyes disappeared again.

Brother Cao's strength is enough to deal with Mo Jiao, but what does this have to do with their plan?

What they worried about was never Mo Jiao himself, but the impact that the elite demon clan under his command would have on their army.

Fighting may cause the demon tribe to suffer from physical and mental injuries. This is what they have to solve!

"I had a bet with Mo Jiao, but the chips were not fixed, so how could the bet be undecided?"

Although Brother Cao is a fool, he is no less thoughtful than the others. He understands what they are thinking, "With Mo Jiao's temperament, he will accept this bet."

"I bet my life with him, and the chips are the elites of our clan under his command."

"If I die, you can think of another way."

"I win, and those people will be under my command."

After Brother Cao finished speaking, he slapped the simple long sword on the table with a bang and looked at everyone with eyes as sharp as a sword blade.

"How about this method?"

"It won't hurt your foundation. Don't worry about interests or weight."