Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Although Zi Li is a commander in the army, her position among the tribe is quite awkward.

He is not very old, and if there were no war with the demon clan, he would be considered a genius.

But when the demon tribe provoked a war among their tribes, she fought her way up to the position of commander-in-chief step by step, and was respected as equally as the strong ones in the Mahayana realm. Such existences have been extremely rare since ancient times.

Although Fang Shuo's words sounded like an old scholar teaching other geniuses, they were still meant to teach.

Look, Zi Li frowned, her beautiful eyes were filled with anger and she was about to speak, but Lan Rui, the beautiful middle-aged woman who was also a marshal, gently patted the back of her hand.

His voice was gentle, and it carried a natural grace: "I also feel that the Demon Realm plan is feasible."

"Lan Shuai!"

Fang Shuo frowned, with a look of frustration in his eyes.

Damn, as the strongest person in the human race who has reached the level of tribulation, I have nothing to say about being on par with two women. You two are really awesome.

But not like this!

"The plan of the Demon Realm Young Master is really a child's plan! The East China Sea is the last barrier of our human race's territory. If the East China Sea is lost, the demon cultivators can retreat to the Demon Realm, but where will our human race's millions of troops be placed? What will happen to the countless human race people behind the East China Sea!"

Fang Shuo said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

The other many powerful Mahayana masters who had already had doubts in their hearts now nodded one after another.

Zi Li's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent. Fang Shuo was a powerful man from the Wang Yao Sect. She had a huge prejudice against the people of the Wang Yao Sect!

At this moment, a messenger knelt on one knee and asked to enter the tent. He looked tremblingly at these strong men who were only second to the tribe's tribulation-crossing great powers, and then quickly lowered his head deeply.

The man was a messenger under Fang Shuo. He said in panic, "General! The young master of the Demon Realm, Yu Mu, sent an envoy to the camp and said..."

"Whatever you say, don't hesitate."

Fang Shuo raised his teacup indifferently.

The messenger swallowed his saliva and said, "He said...he wanted to invite Marshal Zhengdao to dinner..."

Fang Shuo paused for a moment while holding the teacup, then said calmly, "Oh, this little guy is quite interesting."

He directly called Yu Mu "little guy", and no one found it strange. After all, Yu Mu was only in his thirties and was still Zi Li's junior.

"Let's go then."

Zi Li was too lazy to argue with Fang Shuo and just stood up. Then a look of difficulty suddenly appeared on the messenger's face.

"That...he...Zi Shuai, he...he didn't invite you..."

Zi Li: “??????????”

Everyone: "????"

At this time, everyone looked at Zi Li with strange expressions. (Meerkat emoticon package)

It seems that... the rumor is not true. No, the rumor is true! The relationship between the master and the apprentice was indeed a bit strained. In the end, it seems that Zi Shuai is being ignored?

Fang Shuo glanced at Zi Li and thought, what a genius... He is still young after all. If he had a disciple like that, he would treasure him like his own son!

She is a talented person who can force such a disciple to disown her...

"Where is the Demon Realm Emissary?"

The messenger said, "I left after saying that."

"Oh, you have no manners." Fang Shuo sneered, flicked his cloak and walked out of the tent. Lan Rui looked at Zi Li, who was still wearing the mask, with pity in her eyes, and then followed Fang Shuo.

Zeng had only looked at him from a distance, but she was curious about what kind of person the Young Lord of the Demon Realm was.

How could he, at such a young age, monopolize the power of the Demon Realm? How could he make Zi Li, a genius who has not appeared in a thousand years, so worried about her and even risk her face for her?

Zi Li also gritted her teeth and followed without saying a word.

She consoled herself, saying that no one had set a rule and that she couldn't go if she wasn't invited...

The three great generals who played an important role in the human race did not bring any personal guards with them, and on the way Fang Shuo couldn't help but lecture Zi Li in the tone of an elder.

Zi Li rolled her eyes wildly behind the mask.

Lan Rui smiled but said nothing. Her old friend… was used to being lectured by his teacher when he was young. As he got older, he inherited this bad habit of his teacher. Actually, he didn’t have any bad intentions.

But then… even Marshal Lan Rui’s good temper couldn’t hold back. When the three of them… arrived in front of the Demon Realm Camp, they were not invited in…

Instead, a demon cultivator who looked like a personal guard led the three of them to the beach.

Didn't you say you were going to treat me to a meal? Why are you coming to the beach to eat kelp? Is this how Demon Realm treats guests?

Zi Li also looked a little embarrassed...

However, there was a flickering light in Fang Shuo's eyes.

It's quite interesting. It seems that... the young master of the Demon Realm wants to show his fangs? A fusion realm cultivator, no matter how talented he is, is just a young fusion realm cultivator! Baring his fangs in front of a great master, aren't you afraid of just adding to the jokes?

When they were thirty feet away from the seashore, Yu Mu's personal guards casually bowed and turned away, which made Fang Shuo furious at their lack of etiquette.

But this was not the time to worry about these things, because they had already seen the figure standing on the beach with his hands behind his back.

At this time...the sunset coast emits a blood-like light.

Under the setting sun, Yu Mu's black robe was gently fluttered by the sea breeze, and his figure was tall and slender.

Just looking at his back, he is clearly full of vigor and vitality, but inexplicably gives people a sense of vicissitudes and loneliness.

That feeling... doesn't seem like that of a young genius, but more like an old monster who has lived for who knows how long!

The three of them approached.

As if he heard the sound of three people's footsteps on the beach, Yu Mu turned around. The setting sun shone on his perfect profile, and his smile was warm and gentle.

"Yu Mu, nice to meet the three fellow Taoists."

Zi Li felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. Lan Rui looked at Yu Mu deeply. Only Fang Shuo was unhappy, but he also bowed cheerfully.

"No need to be polite. The name of the Demon Realm Young Master is now well known in the righteous world. I have been curious about this for a long time. Now I finally get to meet him, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Fang." Yu Mu also bowed, with a gentle smile on his face.

Moreover, he got straight to the point and said, "Compared to the righteous people in the clan, there are some disputes about my fighting methods, which is within my expectations."

"I invite you three Taoist friends to come here now, not to demonstrate, nor to show my fangs, but just to let you feel the East Sea."

"The sun is setting. Fine wine and delicious food have been prepared in the camp. After the three of you have sensed it, you can directly take a seat to prove that my Demon Realm is not without hospitality."

Fang Shuo frowned: "This East China Sea...what is there to sense?"

Lan Rui and Zi Li squatted down, scooped up a handful of sea water, and felt the icy cold sea water flowing through their palms and fingers.

Zi Li looked at the sea water passing through her fingers, her beautiful eyes dull, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After three breaths, Lan Rui's expression changed: "This Dong Hai... is dead!"

"What?!" Fang Shuo was shocked. How could Donghai... die? Donghai belongs to the sea spirit! As long as the East Sea dries up, the sea spirit will not die. As long as the sea spirit dies, the East Sea will not dry up!

How could Dong Hai... die?