I have been a matchmaker for the hero for those years

Qiu Zhiqiu laughed at him, "Don't tell me how old you are, you don't know even if you are dozens of years old," he said scientifically, "I don't know how timid the previous head of the Demon Sect was. Every time he showed up, he had to hide his head and tail. Be strict."

Ming Shan had met that person before, but only after he missed it did he realize that he was meeting someone from the Demon Sect.

At that time, all the monks in the infancy stage were ascended, and neither the Four Regions nor the Demon Sect had an infancy stage, and they were in a state of being out of reach. There were many monks in the refining stage, and the man left in a panic after seeing him.

Afterwards, he still wondered, the orthodox monks didn't rush to kill the demon cultivators, so why go away in such a hurry!

Wangjing opened his mouth to speak but stopped, and said in a low voice, "But I heard from others that the previous head of the Demon Sect was very powerful. At that time, the Demon Sect was able to compete with the Four Realms."

Qiu Zhiqiu looked at him blankly, "Which way are you facing?"

"I'm telling the truth." Wangjing said weakly, it was rare for him to have the courage to insist on his point of view.

Qiu Zhiqiu glanced at him sideways, wanting others to destroy his prestige.

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't dare to let go of the slightest trace, and searched the vicinity for a while before giving up unwillingly, "It seems that we are going to the next place."

He opened the map to see where they are now, and found that they were very close to the Mozong. Qiu Zhiqiu looked at the map for two seconds, and then went to Wangjing. He touched his chin and said maliciously, "We are so close to a stronghold of the Mozong. "

Wangjing felt that he had already mentioned this topic just now, so he didn't panic at all, "I'm going to fight the Demon Cultivator instead of the Demon Race?"

"No, let's go to the stronghold of the Demon Sect." Qiu Zhiqiu thought carefully.

The nearest person in charge of the Demon Sect stronghold is Dai Chun. This person is cunning and extremely smart. Although he may not be able to reveal any information, given his status in the Demon Sect, it is more than enough to pass on the invitation to Chen Fang.

Wangjing tilted his head and asked tentatively, "Really going?"

He quickly changed his tone and asked without any trace, "Won't we delay our business by going to the Demon Sect? The affairs of the Demon Clan are more important."

Could it be that his tone of voice showed clues, no, he has no doubts about the direction he employs, and he doesn't hide anything from trusted people, such as himself, how could he doubt it?

No matter how worried he was, Qiu Zhiqiu was approaching Moxiu's stronghold step by step.

Qiu Zhiqiu's actions were also very simple. He casually showed his face and walked on the street, looking for two demon cultivators who came up to find trouble, and beat them so fat that their mothers couldn't recognize them.

Qiu Zhiqiu showed a provocative smile on his face, "Everyone is so weak, is it because they haven't eaten?"

Behind him, Wangjing covered his face tightly with a cloak, looking at Mingshan, which was different from the past. This kind of Mingshan was arrogant and unscrupulous, that face was amazingly bright under the sun, while praying in his heart for the demon guarding here. If you don’t know yourself, don’t know yourself.

The provocation was quite effective, and after a while, a group of demon cultivators came out, "Who is making trouble here?"

Dai Chun, who came over at the end, was still thinking casually, who dared to... cause trouble here...

"Dai Chun, why are people here so rude?" Qiu Zhiqiu walked towards Dai Chun quite casually.

"It's the juniors who are not strict in discipline." Dai Chun was surprised when he saw him approaching. It wasn't his fault, but it must be his fault. "When you go back to the juniors, teach them well. Next time, you must not offend the seniors."

Moxiu, who was surrounded by a circle, saw the boss bowed his head and his eyes were about to stare. He immediately withdrew his weapon wisely and retreated far away.

The smile on the corner of Dai Chun's mouth was a bit stiff. Everyone was standing in a circle at the same distance from him, but now the others stepped back and immediately protruded him out.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Dai Chun guessed that he was dissatisfied with what he said, "If the senior needs anything, the junior will definitely give it to him, it's the compensation for the junior's rudeness."

"Well," said these words, Qiu Zhiqiu said, "Lead the way ahead."

Wangjing next to him wanted to cover his face, Uncle Dai, it's not good for you to do this, your brothers are all watching you.

At the same time, he thought in his heart, no wonder Mingshan said that Moxiu is a bunch of eggs|balls, no one who watched this scene would be afraid of Moxiu.

Maybe in private, you can ask Uncle Dai about Mingshan?

The disciples in the Ming Shuixian Sect regard the ancestor of Mingshan as a heavenly man. Everyone thinks that the ancestor of Mingshan is what he looks like in his heart. Wangjing searched around for news that Mingshan did not conceive a baby, and found that what the underground disciples said was true. It is to praise the demeanor of the ancestors, but unfortunately, few words are true.

Dai Chun felt bitter, remembering that when the ancestor of Mingshan hadn't become a great power in the infant stage, when the master of the Demon Sect saw this, he immediately hid himself like a mouse seeing a cat.

Good things don't do bad things, and the Demon Sect follows from top to bottom. They used to follow the previous suzerain's stewards and hall masters. Which one is not afraid of this?

Not to mention that he is exquisite in all aspects in the Mozong, and his strength is not particularly strong, even the popular man in front of the suzerain, Wang Shuang, the big fat man, the number one master of the Mozong other than the suzerain, he can't straighten his waist when he sees this.

Back then, they were friends with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Now that the master of the Demon Sect has won against the ancestor of Mingshan, they haven't had time to rejoice, and finally they don't have to be afraid of him, and they can't find the figure of the master. Now even if they ask for help, they can't find anyone. There is nowhere to go.

Old Dai felt bitter.

He led the way in front and led people to his mansion. The house with blue bricks and red tiles looked like a family in the secular world.

Dai Chun has lived in the world for decades, and he likes this kind of house decoration. He waited for this untouchable being to enter the door, and he was relieved when he saw the person behind him make a gesture to him, He took off his cloak, revealing a familiar face.

——The prince!

The author has something to say: these two days I have to prepare food for the Chinese New Year, I am very busy, it depends on the situation, thank you for the Leilei, Zinga Brad, and the nutrient solution from the little playwright Ah Xi from Wenqu’s family.