Rebirth of the doomsday lord Qinglong

The meeting time is set at [-] o'clock in the evening, which is the time when the zombies are most active. However, the monsters probably rely on this place as their own territory and their special constitution is not easy to be infected, so they didn't send those zombies running around. Put it in your eyes.

Later, it turned out that they had indeed suffered a big loss, but at this time, dozens of brightly colored demon fire lanterns were lit on the square, strung on the tall and straight trees around them, which was very eye-catching.

More and more monsters, large and small, gathered in the square. Those who had already learned how to change form dressed up as townspeople, gathered in twos and threes, dressed in festive clothes, the adults chatted, and the children circled around the stage to do tricks. The game, but the one that can't change form is another one. Rabbits, squirrels, gray foxes, and food specially prepared for them, at first glance it is really simple and happy.

There are several rows of benches in front of the red stage, the first row is probably reserved for VIPs, a layer of cushions has been carefully tied on the benches, and a plate of fresh fruit is placed beside it.

The thin old man led the two of them into the center of the square, pointed to the stools in the first row and said, "Dear guest, please sit here."

Long Chongyu looked around silently, the originally lively atmosphere froze the moment he and Yin Jue appeared.

Yin Jue's ears are good, and he can clearly hear the discussions of a few little demons who have not transformed.

A gray fox said: "Look, look, stranger."

A mountain monkey said: "They are not the monster clan, it's so strange, when will humans be able to participate in the grand meeting of the monster clan."

The pheasant interjected, "I don't think they look like human beings!"

The mountain monkey said: "I don't know what the village chief brought them here for. Damn, who is that! He ate my favorite banana! There is only the last one left!"

Yin Jue was suddenly startled by the raised voice, his hands trembled, and the banana that Long Chongyu had finally peeled half of the skin was folded straight, and the attractive and delicate flesh rolled dust all over the floor.

Yin Jue: "..."

The little squirrel hurriedly jumped off the old man, yelling "What a pity, what a pity" while picking up the dusty banana and ran away, probably thinking that it could be eaten after being washed with clean water.

Because of the turmoil in the world these past few days, although there are no people living in the town, and although their whereabouts have always been mysterious, since they are in the world, they will naturally be affected along with humans. In fact, the food reserves are not enough. It is even more of a luxury item, it is only supplied to Xiao Yao on the day of the conference, and there is still a share, after eating his own, he can only look at other people's greedy portion.

...it's really the last one...

The little demon who likes bananas the most: "TAT..."

No, in fact there is still half of it left. Yin Jue glanced blankly in the direction of the mountain monkey, and then handed it to Long Chongyu as if offering a treasure.

Long Chongyu was inquiring about the recent situation of the Yaozu with the little old man, but unexpectedly received the banana that Yin Jue brought to his mouth.

Yin Jue said, "Eat."

As soon as Yin Jue said to eat Long Chongyu, he immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it whole. During this period of time, his Dragon Lord really paid off, and he knew that he loved his master.

The hostility in Long Chongyu's eyebrows and eyes dissipated a bit, and the little old man next to him was taken aback.

The little old man could feel that there were two big figures sitting in front of him, but he really couldn't figure out where they came from. He said they were here to smash the scene, but the conversation didn't look like it. He continued the topic just now and said: "We also want to Go back, just..."

Long Chongyu swallowed the banana, regained his original gloomy expression, and interrupted mercilessly: "It's just that you have lost contact with the demon world for a long time."

The little old man choked for a moment and didn't make a sound, which was his default.

"I've heard about this." Long Chongyu's face was not very good-looking. In order to protect the interests of the residents in the inner world, the monsters abandoned the monsters who lived in the world. The heart of the homeless Yaozu.

At exactly seven o'clock, countless gorgeous demon fires floated from the red table, floating around the four characters "Competition for Treasures Conference" engraved on the background board, and then extinguished, dazzling and amazing.

Yin Jue was dumbfounded.

A young girl in a red jacket stepped onto the stage generously, and first glanced at the little old man.

The little old man nodded to her, so she smiled slightly, and said to the big and small monsters in the audience: "Good evening everyone, tonight, I, Blue Pheasant, will host the competition for you! The importance of it is no less than that of the festival, why, it has to be traced back to its origin BLABLA..."

Everyone took their seats one after another, listening intently.

The little girl is especially eloquent, not only vividly depicting a large period of history, but also very lifelike.

Yin Jue didn't even blink his eyes when he heard it. His memory is now confused, and he has long forgotten that the countless treasure competitions he has participated in are much more lively than this one.

The old man's original sad expression was also diluted a lot at this moment, and he was patting his sleeves and preparing to speak a few words on stage, like a routine, but he was very happy.

However, at this moment, the little squirrel suddenly ran back in a panic, and the first sentence he opened his mouth was: "The guard is dead, the guard is dead! I saw it, it was bitten to death!"

The little squirrel's voice was so sharp that it hurt people's eardrums, and it reached the ears of all the demons around.

The little old man's face changed, but he still remained calm, and immediately said: "The meeting will be suspended immediately."

The little girl on the stage was completely stunned, not knowing what to do, but the little squirrel was obviously frightened, the hair all over his body exploded, shivering, he thought of the terrible zombies rumored outside, It is said that weak monsters can also be infected.

Yin Jue glanced at it, stretched out his hand to catch it in his palm, and smoothed its hair quietly. I don't know if it was the effect of the fragrance of Jiu Tixiang, but the little squirrel finally stopped trembling and lay sleepily on Yin Jue. palm.

After a while, the little demons rushed into a group and escorted them to the cultural activity room next to the small square. Now there is no electricity supply in the town, but fortunately, the demon fire can provide them with enough lighting.

The little old man was planning to go there to investigate in person. After making arrangements for the safety of other people, he said to Long Chongyu: "This happened, you see..." Now is not the time to mess around, how did the guard die? , he needs further confirmation.

The little squirrel said that the guard was killed, so the suspicion of Long Chongyu and Yin Jue can basically be ruled out, because although they are foreign races, except for those who are not enlightened, the foreign races who like to drink blood are basically the same. has become extinct.

However, Long Chongyu still needs to explain a little bit. When the little squirrels screamed that the guards were dead, some big monsters looked at them with hatred and repulsion, and unconsciously surrounded them in the crowd. center, as if they were the murderers who were about to be brought to justice.