Fire and theft prevention

Qin Guan's identity and background as a disciple of the Sword Master will always be the key reason why the demon world criticizes and excludes him.Du Yuan exposed his scars in public, which was tantamount to humiliation.

The four monarchs were all angry, but Qin Guan said coldly: "Since ancient times, the number of demon cultivators has been rare, but they can form a world of their own. What the world cannot tolerate, become a pure land."

He raised his eyebrows and threw the gunpowder back to Du Yuan: "Your lord has been practicing for a long time, but he doesn't even understand the most simple truth."

While talking eloquently, he signaled the waiter to bring tea and water.Various snacks such as Ganoderma lucidum and fairy fruit were placed in front of the small tables for people to taste.

"What Your Highness said is very true." Du Yuan said with a smile.

He seemed to realize that the man in front of him was not a little beast that was bullied 50 years ago, so he calmed down a little.

But Du Yuan didn't give up provocations, turned his gaze, and said: "It's great for us to be tolerant, but I don't know if His Highness' senior brother is as tolerant as our demon cultivators."

Qin Guan ignored Du Yuan's words, and said slowly to Mu Qingjia, "Eldest brother, you have suffered in the fairyland these years. No one will investigate what happened. From now on, senior brother will live here."

Mu Qingjia was sitting on the bone pedestal, wearing a moon-white and blue-patterned fairy robe, which was incompatible with the blood-red and pitch-black surroundings, as if erecting an invisible barrier.

He kept silent, his face seemed to be offended and angry, and he completely ignored Qin Guan's warm words.

Seeing this, Du Yuan was satisfied, and said coolly: "It seems that His Highness' senior brother doesn't bother to 'associate with demon cultivators. Heinous sinner."

The weasel demon beside him licked his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, tasted the bloody smell left on his fingers to satisfy his greed, squinted his eyes, and peeped at the immortal cultivator in the hall.

In his eyes, Mu Qingjia is like a rabbit that fell into the wolf's lair, white and tender, as long as the wolf king eats its meat raw, the weasel demon can follow him to gnaw bones and drink blood soup.

"Little brother." Xianxiu said suddenly, with a clear and upright voice, "If you only cultivate demons and don't harm mortals or immortal cultivators, then you can't be regarded as heinous, and there is still a way to turn around."

He sounded very earnest and advised: "Abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and return to Kyushu with me, the Immortal Alliance will not make things difficult for you."

The whole hall was silent when they heard the words, and then burst into loud laughter.

Moxiu doesn't kill people?This is as ridiculous as wolves not eating sheep.Demonic cultivation techniques are born because of plundering others, so they are called demons. If you don’t practice evil magic skills, you will not be able to make progress in your life, so why practice demons?

This innocent immortal cultivator actually wants to persuade the son of the Demon Venerable to "abandon the darkness and turn to the light"!

The weasel demon couldn't stop laughing, and slapped the bone seat with a cracking sound.Moxiu, the skinny monkey among the four gentlemen, also laughed loudly until Gu Rong touched his stomach, motioning him to look at Qin Guan's already completely dark face.

"Your Highness' senior brother is so 'ignorant of the world', yet he still has such an unrealistic illusion." Du Yuan smiled at Mu Qingjia, "But I'm afraid His Highness will disappoint you."

He asked, "Do you know where His Highness' Hundred Thousand Swords come from?"

Xianxiu was inexplicably laughed at by them, and said: "Divide the soul, control the gold."

Du Yuan shook his head, and said, "What can be manipulated by Divided Soul Control Gold is just the tip of the iceberg. Among these thousand swords, each sword locks a mortal soul."

"Shut up." Qin Guan gritted his teeth, "It's not your turn to talk about the lonely matter."

Hearing Du Yuan's words, Mu Qingjia clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves suddenly, and the thin sword rustled against his skin, trembling slightly.

He took a deep breath, turned to Qin Guan, and shouted, "...that's unreasonable!"

"It's more than that." Du Yuan said with great interest, "During the Tribulation of Immortals and Demons, our Demon Cultivator was able to invade Kyushu so quickly, and it is thanks to your senior brother."

"Didn't you hear me when I told you to shut up!" Gu Rong scolded Du Yuan, and then hurriedly argued to Mu Qingjia who was beside her: "Jia'er, listen to my explanation, Your Highness has no intention of..."

Mu Qingjia was already trembling with anger, the chaotic sounds of arguing and arguing gradually moved away, only Du Yuan's calm and laughing voice came into his mind clearly.

"The deity burned three hundred cities, and His Royal Highness also made great achievements in battle—slaughtering five cities. At that time, His Royal Highness was only in the middle stage of the devil baby, but he achieved such battle results. It is really a formidable young generation."

There are millions of dead bodies, bleeding and drifting.Countless wronged souls linger in the human world, some of them turn into lonely ghosts in the demonic energy, and some are captured by the golden aura and become a part of Baiqianjian, driven by the demonic cultivator, never to be reborn.

"Qin Guan!" Mu Qingjia rushed down from the bone seat, rushed in front of him, and angrily reprimanded, "Master taught you for so many years, it's all in vain!"

Hearing him mention the sword venerable, Qin Guan's anger was also aroused.

"Master? What is he, master?" He approached him, "We are all just tools for him to pass on his mantle. Follow his swordsmanship carefully, and never surpass him——Didn't the senior brother also suffer from it!? You should understand me!"

"That's no reason for you to slaughter mortals!"

"I was originally a demon cultivator. Senior brother knew from the very beginning that the life of a demon cultivator flows in my blood." Qin Guan bared his canine teeth, and the hundreds of thousands of swords acted as a threat. The sword is my way of the sword!"

Mu Qingjia clenched her teeth, her cheeks flushed with anger: "I shouldn't have—"

The two suddenly fell silent.

Qin Guan's eyes were wide-eyed, bloodshot, Baiqian sword reflected the bloody light, piercing his eyes, and his short white hair stood up, like a wild beast facing the enemy's bluff.

After a long time, his voice sounded in the silence: "What shouldn't be? Shouldn't you have pity on me at the very beginning and bring me back to Mount Gaotu?"

His arrogance subsided, he was like a defeated dog, there was still hope in his eyes, hoping that Mu Qingjia would say "no".

"No." Mu Qingjia said indifferently, "I regret that when I saw you at the foot of the snow mountain, I didn't strangle that filthy devil's son to death on the spot."

The hall fell into dead silence.

Gu Rong covered her lips with her hands, with an expression of anger and disbelief in her eyes.The rest of the three monarchs were furious, waiting for Qin Guan to let go, and tore this ignorant immortal cultivator to pieces.

The prince of the demon world trembled violently with white eyebrows, and turned his back in vain, hiding all his thoughts and expressions in the shadows.

"It was a good show." Du Yuan said sarcastically, "Your Highness looks like a pug with its tongue sticking out. It cannot survive without the approval of its master."

He smiled secretly, "I don't know, when will it be the turn of a defeated dog to sit on the throne of the Demon Realm?"

"The blood of the Demon Lord is nothing more than that." The yellow weasel demon echoed with a smile, "It's better for the venerable to change the flag and replace it, and the little one will be the first one to sing praises!"

"Bah! What are you, you dare to come to the palace to shout?" Gu Rong scolded, "In the past 50 years, His Highness has paid so much for the stability of the demon world. Where is His Holiness Hao Yan? I don't know which ghost hole you are hiding in. , I dare not let a fart go!"

"Young lady's words are wrong." Du Yuanhao said leisurely, "If the deity's strength is still there, in the past 50 years, he may have already led the people to occupy Kyushu."

"Big words. The scenery you talk about, isn't it still the defeat of the Underworld Butterfly Sword?" Gu Rong continued to quarrel.

Suddenly, a golden shadow flew across the hall, and Mu Qingjia's figure was shaken as if by a huge force, shaking unsteadily.He lowered his head, only to see that there were several circles of fairy locks densely wrapped around the bend of his knees.

The Immortal Binding Lock came from Qinguan.

Among the four princes, Zhuang Shuo Moxiu had been dissatisfied with Mu Qingjia for a long time. Seeing that the prince was interested, he stepped behind Mu Qingjia, and hit his shoulders with his palms like mountains, pressing down heavily.

Under the huge force, Mu Qingjia fell to his knees, and the other two gentlemen also reacted, and each of them detained him in the middle.The three of them are all demon cultivators at the transformation stage, and he doesn't even have the ability to resist.

"That's enough." Qin Guan stood with his back, and his voice was cold, "Take off the limbs, throw them into the underground palace and lock them up. They will never be released."

"Qin Guan, how dare you! I have no respect for elders, I will personally remove the door..."

Mu Qingjia's eyebrows were cold and cold, and he was slapped when he just said half a sentence.

The crisp sound resounded across the entire Chili Hall, the flames of blood swayed, and the bones of fierce beasts were like sharp mocking teeth.

The moon-white and wind-clear Xianxiu was forced to kneel in the dust, his cheek turned to one side, exposing his fragile neck.

"Shut up!" Gu Rong raised her slapped wrist in the air, trembling.Part of it is affected by the shock force, and the other part comes from the expression of her true feelings.

Everyone present knew that Qin Guan was in a rage, and if Mu Qingjia said more, his situation would become even more difficult.

Gu Rong was thinking about his future situation.

Mu Qingjia's heart moved slightly, and her temple hair was scattered on her forehead, concealing a trace of helplessness.He laughed in his heart and said: Gu Rong's slap can really be avoided on the first day of the junior high school but not on the fifteenth day.

The crisp applause resounded through the hall, Du Yuan propped his chin and observed quietly, not letting go of any details of the expressions of the people present.

"Your Highness, are you really ruthless?" He laughed.

Qin Guan said expressionlessly: "It's just a plaything. Since it's useless, it should be thrown away."

Du Yuan smiled, and glanced at the outraged Sijun and the dejected Qin Guan, and the last trace of doubt was dispelled.

"It would be a waste of money to kill like this. Your Highness is willing, but this deity is not." He said casually: "Your Highness may not know the whole picture. This person once killed Venerable Liyan, named 'Yanshi'."

Qin Guan paused slightly, he wondered how Du Yuan knew about this matter, in the eyes of others, he was surprised by Mu Qingjia's other identity.

"So what?" he said indifferently.

"His celestial art is very interesting, similar to my apprentice. Since His Highness doesn't want it, why don't you give it to me for my apprentice to play with?" Du Yuan asked for someone.

Seeing that Qin Guan seemed to be thinking about it, but he really planned to give Mu Qingjia away, Gu Rong became anxious and scolded: "Your Majesty, it's better not to daydream, this immortal cultivator's technique is so superb, His Highness should be the one Research, where is there any reason to be empty-handed?"

"This deity did not come empty-handed." Du Yuan stood in the hall, facing Qin Guan, and said solemnly: "You and I are both here for the position of demon venerable, if His Highness agrees with me, this deity will serve His Highness for a lifetime, 60 Let’s fight for this honor a year later.”

"I swear by my demons." He said, "This is my sincerity."

The demon cultivators on both sides were shocked, the yellow weasel only felt that Venerable Haoyan was crazy to make this oath, but because of the aftermath of the Heart-Eating Curse, he didn't dare to persuade him a word.

Du Yuan didn't bother to tell lies, let alone betting on his own demons.Due to the quick success of the technique, it was difficult for Moxiu to control his desires, and he was bitten by the demons in his heart.So for Moxiu, the heart demon oath is the heaviest oath besides body and soul.

What was he thinking that he handed over the great opportunity to others?

Now that Qin Guan's cultivation base is not deep and his foundation is not stable, Du Yuan can make a comeback and win the position of Demon Lord in a short time.The 60-year delay is tantamount to keeping tigers in trouble, and the outcome of the time is unknown.

For Venerable Haoyan, he felt it was absurd and incomprehensible.But for Qin Guan's side, it was pie in the sky, a deal that was impossible to refuse.

However, no one noticed that there was a slight smile on the corner of Xianxiu's lips in the hall, who was in a panic with his head hanging down.

——His slap was not in vain.

"Since your lord is so sincere, I don't want to take away your good intentions. It's better to make the best use of everything." Qin Guan said with a final word, "I hope your lord will not take risks with your demons."

"—Your Highness!" Gu Rong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Your Highness will definitely live up to your expectations." Du Yuan said with satisfaction.

Lou Qing, who had been silent all this time, walked up to Mu Qingjia, opened his palms, and showed a grain of black sand in front of him.

"Your eyes." Lou Qing said, "Here."

what?

Before Mu Qingjia could figure out the meaning of his words, he was sucked into the darkness.

The author has something to say:

It is impossible for the senior brother to be so mentally retarded, and it is impossible for the junior brother to be such a bad teammate.

In addition, the three views on behavior of any character in any work do not represent the three views on behavior of the author himself!

OOC Small Theater·After Slapping Face:

Gu Rong (right hand is red and swollen): Ah, why does my hand hurt so much!That child's face must be in more pain, such a beautiful face is swollen, and this gentleman's heart aches...

Mu Qingjia (unscathed) thought to herself: I forgot to tell her that the soul-returning wood is indestructible, and I don't feel any pain anymore.She only tilted her head to match the acting, pretending to be a fragile little white flower.Why.