By the time everyone had finished visiting Zheng Weiqi's storage bag, it was already half an hour later.

Jialan City has been dormant for more than three hundred years. For the residents of the city, many things that are now commonplace are very new. Qin Chuan and Meng Jiaqi looked at it with great interest, asking questions with gleaming eyes from time to time, and basically read it once

After that, I was still not satisfied, so I took out a few small objects and looked at them carefully.

"By the way," Meng Jiaqi thought of something and suddenly put aside the gouache box in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Weiqi, "If we find traces of Xuan Ye, what are you going to do?"

Zheng Weiqi is indeed a shrewd businessman, very foresighted and self-aware in important matters: "Xuan Ye is a demon cultivator in the transformation stage of the gods. Even if he was exhausted in a battle many years ago, he is by no means a thing in the pool that can be slaughtered by others.

, with our strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete. I have used the spirit pigeon to notify the master and wait for the master's reply."

This is an expedient measure based on careful consideration.

The vast majority of them are golden elixirs, and they are like ants before the great power of the God Transformation stage. Now Xuan Ye is seriously injured and has no physical strength. At best, he is only at the level of Nascent Soul Master, but after all, the card of the God Transformation is there, if

In a head-to-head confrontation, I really don’t know what will happen.

Chasing the demons is no small matter, so Zheng Weiqi simply told Tian Xianzi everything, presumably he would take action soon after reading the envelope.

Zheng Weiqi paused as she spoke, and when she spoke seriously again, she finally had the demeanor of a famous disciple and no longer looked like a salesman who had no formal appearance all day long: "Now that the Demon Lord is ready to make a move, I wonder what the situation is like with the young master of Jialan City?

"

"Young City Lord——"

Meng Jiaqi looked slightly gloomy and hesitated to speak. He was silent for a while and then responded in a low voice: "Everyone, please come with me."

*

Meng Jiaqi led everyone to the City Lord's Mansion where the young City Lord's body was stored.

The City Lord's Mansion cannot be called luxurious, but it is elegant enough. The high walls are vermilion, the stone steps are flowing, and the trees and flowers on both sides of the courtyard have all withered, leaving only the skinny and rugged black shadows like bones. But looking at it, you can still imagine the flowers and trees a few years ago.

A lush, green and quiet scene.

After walking through the long stone steps, they arrived at the pavilion at the end of the mansion. Meng Jiaqi calmed his expression with a sense of ceremony, quickly looked back at everyone, then turned around and gently opened the door.

With a creaking sound, the lights in the house flowed to the door like water.

This is a bedroom. There are only simple tables, chairs, bookcases and beds in the room. They are all made of wood. There is nothing unique about them. Judging from the extremely simple and neat layout, the owner of the room should be a very serious person and do things neatly and decisively.

man of.

Ning Ning was curious and slowly walked into the house following Meng Jiaqi's footsteps.

On that dark red bed, someone was lying quietly.

The man looks to be in his twenties. If he had to describe his appearance, Ning Ning would call it "the classic template of a domineering male protagonist."

The contours of the face seemed to have been carefully carved, flying diagonally under the sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples. The slender phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and the long black eyelashes covered a rich shadow.

The long jet-black hair fell down and spread out flat without any restraint. A few strands fell on the face, setting off the bloodless pale skin, which made her look even more sickly.

However, although he is in deep sleep, he does not feel depressed. The ends of both eyes are smudged with fiery red lines, like a small hook with thick ink, slightly tilted upward, adding a bit of flamboyance and coldness.

Brutal aggression.

One can't help but wonder what it would be like if these eyes were opened.

"The young city lord's name is 'Jiang Si'."

Meng Jiaqi said sadly: "He exhausted his spiritual power in the battle a hundred years ago, and was attacked by Xuan Ye and the elders, so he never woke up. Fortunately, the elders did not attack him before leaving, otherwise..."

Zheng Weiqi was curious: "Look at the redness at the end of his eyes, could the Young City Lord be from the Phoenix Clan?"

Meng Jiaqi nodded: "Exactly."

Different from ordinary spirits, the dragon and phoenix tribes are well-deserved aristocrats among monsters. Not only are their whereabouts rare, their numbers are scarce, but their strength is also naturally first-class.

Not to mention that this young city lord is a demon cultivator genius that is rare to see in several years, and his strength is even more astonishing.

"Back then, the city lord was seriously ill, and all the affairs in the city were handled by the young city lord. He was very talented, and assisted by an elder who had been with him for many years, so he managed the city of Galan in an orderly manner."

Meng Jiaqi looked at the man's angular face, and for some reason, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes: "Who would have thought that even the elder who grew up with him would betray him without hesitation in the future... even

Even if he deceives the people in the city, he must help Xuan Ye regain his strength."

She couldn't help but sneer as she spoke, her tone full of hatred: "Those old antiques who are frogs in the well thought that they could be protected by the Demon Lord and enjoy glory and wealth in the future. Little did they know that since the war between immortals and demons, the situation of the demons has been like that of mice crossing the street.

——No, even the ‘demon’ race has disappeared.”

Her reaction was a bit too intense. Zheng Weiqi spoke frankly. She was stunned for a moment and then said, "What's the dispute between Miss Meng and that elder?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

In the end, he transformed into a rabbit. Qin Chuan, who was held in Meng Jiaqi's arms, spoke weakly, his ears flopping down softly: "That elder... is Sister Qi's father."

There is actually such a relationship.

Ning Ning was stunned for a moment, and soon understood in her heart that it was precisely for this reason that Meng Jiaqi trusted the elders so much in the first place. After hearing the truth, his face turned pale and he was depressed for a long time.

Being deceived and betrayed by your biological father, and then turned into a tool when summoned, is really not a good feeling.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Meng Jiaqi looked away and changed the subject in a stiff tone: "The young city lord may seem cold-tempered, but in fact he has contributed a lot to Jialan City. However, not only have we failed to help him, we have also helped Xuan Ye.

The power... I am really ashamed of myself.”

"The demons have disappeared long ago. When the people from the Xuanxu Sword Sect arrive, there will be no more trouble."

He Zhizhou crossed his arms on his chest, frowned and said to himself: "But where will Xuan Ye hide?"

This is the most incredible place.

Logically speaking, the urban area of ​​Jialan City at the bottom of the lake is not large, so even if a blanket search is carried out, it will not return without success every time.

But Xuan Ye seemed to have really disappeared. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find any trace of him.

Since it has nothing to do with the main plot, Ning Ning had no interest in the background story of the battle between immortals and demons. It was not until she got some information from the senior sister in the guest room.

Different from demons, demons are mostly people with evil intentions and violent temperaments. The demon world also has an order of hierarchy, among which the most noble ones are the demon king and his seven demon kings.

It is said that the position of the Demon Lord can be given away and contested. As long as you kill the previous one with your own hands, you can seize the title and use it for yourself.

The weak eat the strong, and the fighting continues.

But those demon cultivators just liked it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the characters of several demon kings are so distorted that they could be put on display at the World Expo for rare items.

For example, they bathe in the blood of young girls, decorate houses with human body parts, and love to force loved ones to kill each other, and so on.

Compared with them, Xuan Ye, who devoted himself to soul refining and cultivation, seemed to be a little bit normal.

But it's just a little bit.

Xuan Ye is cruel, suspicious and willful by nature. Like other demon kings, he doesn't like routines and is good at playing tricks. If you want to guess his whereabouts, you probably can't use ordinary thinking.

Abandoning ordinary thinking, he will definitely not hide here and there like a mouse crossing the street. He must ensure that he is safe enough and can keep in touch with the elders in a timely manner——

"Senior Sister Zheng, have you not received the reply from Master yet?"

Pei Ji's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. He rarely spoke, and speaking in this empty and silent environment made him feel a little strange for no reason.

The young man's voice was as cold as a sweet spring. When Zheng Weiqi nodded, Pei Ji showed an emotionless smile: "The spirit pigeon has probably been intercepted."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the dome shrouded in white light, with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "The fact that the elder can leave before we arrive at the Star Machine Pavilion means that there are informants in the city and have been monitoring in secret. That pigeon,

They will definitely not let him go."

He Zhizhou took a breath of air: "Eyeliner?"

"There are many ways to bribe someone, that's not the point."

Pei Ji said: "The Demon Lord is of great importance. If the master really accepted the letter, he would have responded long ago. Since the elder knows that we are disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, he will naturally understand when he sees the senior sister coming ashore to release the doves.

That is a letter of help sent to the sect - Xuan Ye's matter, they will never let the Zhengdao Sect discover it."

He Zhizhou could not help but feel chilled when he heard the unfinished meaning of his words.

It was as if the whole body had been immersed in a deep, cold pool, and the biting chill spread from the soles of the feet to the head, making every drop of blood tremble with cold.

In addition to the spiritual pigeons, they are also the ones who can convey the message.

"To keep this secret."

Pei Ji's right hand unconsciously stroked the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were filled with gloom: "You must cut through the mess with a quick sword, and kill it quickly."

——Xuan Ye could not let them leave Galan City alive.

He has always been disdainful of human life, and the only thing he cares about is himself.

This is a ruthless and cruel demon, perhaps enjoying the pleasure of having everything in his own hands and peeking in secret, just like teasing a group of lost mice.

Such a person. He——

Ning Ning's breath was stagnant.

An extremely weird and weird thought quietly came to her mind, making her heart start to beat fast, like a huge stone hitting her chest.

...Why, even though the young city lord has obviously lost his usefulness, the elders didn’t get rid of him when they left?

She didn't make a sound and clenched the Xinghen Sword at her waist.

Then he turned around in shock.
To be continued...