Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

"The demons...how did the demons come?!"

Many disciples on the seats stood up in shock, and were dragged down by the people around them. Many juniors had panic on their faces.

The demon clan and the realm of self-cultivation have been fighting for thousands of years. Some juniors grew up listening to the stories of the demon boss, but they have never seen the demon clan. Who would have seen them when they came to the Huanqi Palace for a banquet.

In the distance, a huge black cloud appeared at the end of the square.When they got closer, everyone saw that it was not a black cloud, but a huge black sedan chair. The jet-black sedan chair was carried by six demons in black robes. The demons on both sides held black canopies for the sedan chair. The golden tassels on the top sway with slow steps.The demons following the sedan chair were all wearing black robes, and there were at least thirty or fifty demons by visual inspection.

The ostentation was too big, and many disciples of the sect looked straight at it. The ninety-nine and eighty-one jade steps in front of the gate of Huanqi Palace, this demon clan came up in a sedan chair!

Today's Huanqi Palace Grand Ceremony, all factions knew to show some face, even the always generous Qin family didn't put on airs, unexpectedly an unruly demon clan was killed halfway, and still stole the limelight.

After the small sect was shocked, they watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. Anyway, the leader of the cultivation world-the Sanmen and the Temple are all here, and they are always the ones to blame if something goes wrong.

Several elders of Huanqi Palace stood by the stage with stern faces.

The relationship between Huanxi Palace and the demon clan is still slow, but it has reached the point of tit-for-tat with the demon clan. It is different from Yun Yanzong and Qin's dispensable attitude towards the demon clan. Huanxi Palace has strict rules since ancient times, and will never Associating with the demons.

Seeing the demons coming, Yu Sheng's expression was not good. His family was killed by the demons when he was young, and the hatred has long been carved into his bones. Faint in front of him.

The atmosphere at the banquet was tense and depressing. The demon team walked to the empty seats under the baptism of everyone, and the sedan chair slowly landed.

A black-robed demon in the team walked to the side of the sedan chair and raised the curtain of the sedan chair.

A white jade-like hand was slowly placed on the edge of the sedan chair.

Everyone held their breath, only to see a man in black with hanging hair slowly step off the sedan chair with the support of the people next to him.

The hem of his clothes billowed like waves, and the man had a Moyu-style braid on the back of his head, and his long black hair fluttered in the air. When he raised his head, a clean, flawless face was revealed.

The facial features are beautiful, the pupils are clear, and the brows have a peaceful meaning, as if they are compassionate.

Everyone was amazed, the abbot monk of Wuchang Temple closed his eyes and said "Amitabha".

The moment he saw that person, Yu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost couldn't maintain the expression on his face.

Beside the stage, the second elder took a step back, his face paled in shock: "That, that is..."

The people at the table helped him complete the words, and a disciple who was close to him said in surprise: "Isn't that Feiluan Immortal Venerable from Huanqi Palace?!"

The eyes of the audience were suddenly attracted by this sentence, and even the people on the sedan chair seemed to feel it, and turned their heads to look over there.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the disciple retracted his head in embarrassment, not daring to speak any more.Everyone's eyes turned back to the man immediately, no one spoke, and the small sect didn't even dare to breathe.

It was as if some stop button had been pressed around. In the dead silence, Xi Feiluan slowly stood up and walked to the seat surrounded by demons.

As if afraid of the cold, he was wearing a pure black cloak, the hem of his clothes dragging the floor, and his gait was straight.The Mozu beside him pulled out the chair for him, he turned around, gathered up his robe and sat down.

"Fei Zhe, where's the invitation card?" In such an environment where a needle could be heard falling, his voice was as soft as a feather falling on the water, slightly rippling.

The Demon Race beside him took out a golden invitation card from his sleeve and handed it to the disciples of Huanqi Palace who were already stunned by the table.

Fei Zhe, the archon who has managed the demon clan for nearly a thousand years, most people in the cultivation world know the name of this great demon.He used to be the assistant officer of the former Demon Lord. There are rumors that Fei Zhe's lineage signed a blood contract with the Demon Lord to assist the Demon Lord for generations. If he was here, wouldn't the people around him be...

The disciple was already dumbfounded, the invitation was delivered to him, but the disciple didn't respond for a long time, Fei Zhe was a little impatient: "Hello."

The disciple was so frightened that he went to accept the invitation tremblingly, and let go as soon as his fingers touched the other side. The invitation leaked from the disciple's fingers, and Xi Feiluan who was sitting beside him raised his hand to catch it.

Countless eyes with unpredictable good and evil stared at every move here, the disciple was trembling all over, his face was pale, and he seemed almost unable to stand up.

"Mingji."

The disciple heard a familiar voice calling his name softly, he lowered his head tremblingly, and saw Xi Feiluan looking at him gently on the seat, and slowly handing the invitation to him, there was encouragement and approval in that gentle gaze , just like in his past memory.

The master brother remembered the name of every unknown disciple in the sect, even a student from the chores department who had no talent like him.

The disciple's nose suddenly became sore, and the cry "Brother" came out of his throat indistinctly with a crying tone, and the calm that was barely maintained on the field was suddenly blown away by this sound.

A person hurried down from the stage was Wei Fengsheng, the Great Elder of Huanqi Palace.He tried his best to maintain his expression, but the fire in his eyes could not be concealed. Before he could come to the front, Fei Zhe had waved his disciples away and stood in front of Xi Feiluan's seat. Your joy...you can hardly hide it on your face, can you?"

The Great Elder glared angrily, and the knife was thrown at Xi Feiluan who was behind Fei Zhe, and his voice was gnashing his teeth: "What are you doing here?!"

Xi Feiluan's expression was flat, and he didn't respond as if he was deaf.

"And you, what are you yelling about? Who is your senior brother?!" The elder elder's angry voice made the junior brother lean over to apologize again and again.

Sect Master Qin's eyes on the opposite side flashed, and he propped his chin to watch the excitement.Sect Master Wen shook his head repeatedly, sighed and poured himself a cup of tea.

Fei Zhe raised the corner of his mouth: "Huanqi Palace's hospitality is really wonderful—our lord said that he misses this place very much, so he took this opportunity to come and have a look. It seems that Elder Wei doesn't welcome us very much. ?”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the several masters on the field changed.

They have long heard about the recent power change in Huanxi Palace, and they also know that Xi Feiluan, the chief disciple of Huanxi Palace, was expelled.The heads of the sects are all clear in their hearts. The upper echelon of Huanqi Palace has complex thoughts, and the junior named Xi Feiluan is pure and kind, and was appointed by the previous head to succeed him. Without the talent to control others, he will definitely not end up It's a good end, saying that he has an affair with the demons is probably the reason made up by those old men.

only……

How did this pure and kind-hearted junior get dragged into being a Demon Lord?

All the heads looked at each other, Qin Zhao, who was drinking tea, spit out a mouthful of tea and coughed repeatedly.

Xi Feiluan sat upright, with a look of indifference to the world, his fairy-like face was reflected by the black fur collar, making it look even whiter.Everyone in front of the banquet confronted each other, while behind the banquet, Xi Feiluan created a scene of his own, sitting there surrounded by black-robed demons, like a Guanyin Bodhisattva who is about to save all living beings.

The elder's eyelids trembled, his face was extremely ugly, and the wrinkles on his face moved with the ups and downs of emotions, as if he had reached the limit. Suddenly, Yu Sheng walked up to the elder, glanced at him, and then He turned his head and looked at Xi Feiluan.

"Three days after Shibie..." Yu Sheng had a beautiful smile on his face, his eyes flickered with a cold light, and he said slowly in a shivering voice: "You should look at him with admiration—"

Xi Feiluan sat quietly, the only movement was to look over here, his clear eyes reflected the unpredictable faces of the First Elder and Yu Sheng, like a mirror, without blinking.

This kind of calm attitude is the easiest to ignite people who are already angry. The hands under the sleeves of the great elder clenched into fists, and veins burst out.Yu Sheng took a step forward calmly, blocked the Great Elder behind him, picked up the wine glasses on the table, poured two glasses of wine silently, then picked up one of the glasses, sent it to Xi Feiluan, and said softly: "Senior Brother , I wish you a bright future.”

Before he finished speaking, Xi Feiluan raised his hand suddenly, knocking down the wine glass in Yu Sheng's hand.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the wine glass fell to the ground, Yu Sheng's face changed, and all the demons behind Xi Feiluan stood up, looking around at the dark expanse.

The guests around lowered their voices and whispered, and Yu Sheng's face also forced himself up, only to see Xi Feiluan standing up with the back of the chair, looking straight at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng saw himself in his eyes, for no reason, he felt palpitations, the person in front of him was terribly strange.

"Okay, I'll see you later. Since Huanqi Palace doesn't know how to entertain guests, we still don't want our noble Lord to be wronged here." Gritting his teeth, he waved his hand, and the sedan chair got up again. He helped Xi Feiluan board the sedan chair and left.

The mighty demon team came and went, leaving only dust and the dead silence of the banquet.

There was no smile on Yu Sheng's face at all.

"It's really boring." In this dead silence that no one dared to break, the demon king Shi Shiran stood up, cupped his hands to Yu Sheng, and the veil on the bamboo hat swayed with the movement: "Sect Master Yu, it's really gratifying to see such outstanding people from your school!" Congratulations—"

I don't know which suzerains at the table were weak, and they echoed: "Yes, yes, it's really gratifying..."

"Today's excitement is about the same. There are still many things in the deity clan. Let's say goodbye first, and Sect Master Yu doesn't have to send it off." The demon king took a few followers and walked away stepping on the tail smoke of the demon clan. up.

The guests looked at each other and whispered, many malicious eyes had already swept over the leaders of Huanqi Palace. Seeing this, the second and third elders reluctantly greeted the disciples for a banquet.

With the sound of three drums, delicious food was served on the table plate by plate. Although most of the suzerains and elders at the table had already fasted, the cultivation world still kept the habit of feasting with delicious food and wine.

Yu Sheng greeted the livid-faced Great Elder back, and then turned to apologize to the guests at the banquet, their faces were full of worry, and the guests knew how to save face when they saw this, they exchanged glasses with laughter, and comforted Yu Sheng to relax Heart.

——The devil did not appear in his own sect, and most people still had the mood of watching the excitement.

Everyone deliberately changed the subject, and the banquet seemed to have returned to normal. The guests talked, laughed, and praised Huanqi Palace, the young suzerain who had succeeded to the throne before he passed a hundred.

Yu Sheng and several elders finally sat down on the main seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

An untimely voice suddenly interjected: "Huanqi Palace is really a good job, did you send someone to the demons with your own hands?"

The air stagnated, and Yu Sheng, who was in the chief seat, raised his head, and saw Qin Zhao lying on the table in the Qin family seat, with a wine glass in his hand, looking at him with interest.

There was undisguised malice in those eyes.