The Demon Clan is one of the most mysterious races in this world. The most important reason for the mystery is that the Blood Moon Continent where the Demon Clan survives is not in the same plane as the Fantasy Martial Continent, but is located in the abyss plane of the alien space created by the God of Destruction.

There will be no trace of sunshine in this dark plane, but in the eternal night. In the sky of the blood moon, black crows and red blood bats can be seen everywhere. The dark people under the blood moon use bloody killing to fully express the concept of the strong being the king of the fittest.

There is no so-called law in this world, because only the strong can determine the life and death of the weak. And their "king" is also the only "king" in the Blood Moon Continent, and is undoubtedly the strongest person in this plane.

In a corner of the gorgeous palace, the dim light was still on, illuminating a white-haired boy and the sword in his hand. The boy stared at the gems on the sword expressionlessly, staring at the gems on the sword in a daze, with a cold expression no one could tell what he was thinking at this time.

"Master Luke, Lord Luke, let me find you to come." The white-haired boy's door was pushed open, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old came in. The girl was wearing a black long skirt, with snow-white and dark red eyes, and looked a little dull. The white-haired boy Luke did not go to see the girl who pushed the door in. He just said coldly. "I'll be there later."

The girl bowed slightly when she heard this and carefully brought the door to the room. After a while, Luke changed into a black cloak and walked out of the room.

The palace is very big, and although it is far from the "king" palace, it will take a while to walk from the side hall to the main hall. The demon guards in charge of guarding each gate saw Luke passing by just bowing politely. But Luke knew how many people really looked down on him in this palace, and even in the entire circle of demon nobles...

When he walked to the door of the hall, he saw a woman sitting in the middle of the Demon Palace, and a woman kneeling under the steps under her feet. However, these two women were both objects that he was extremely familiar with and hated.

The woman sitting on the top was dressed as a noble lady, with a pretty face, blushing lips and eyes flashing with strange colors. The purple clay shawl leaned against her throne like a snake, looking down at the person below. This person is Carlo Lax, one of the four heavenly kings in the Demon Realm.

The woman kneeling below was Moxue Ye, a member of the Demon Soul-Seeing Order's Third Team who confronted Qingyang a few days ago.

"Well, you did a good job in this mission. Did that boy named Qingyang really tell Opraine about your whereabouts?" A hint of joy appeared in Lux's charming eyes.

"Yes, Lord Moon King, I watched Oprain head towards Levitra. And I also brought 30,000 cavalry with me." Moxue's answer was a little frightened when Lux's question was asked. Luke saw that she was oozing sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Lux chuckled, then picked up the goblet containing the red liquid next to him and slowly rotated it, then sipped it with another intoxicating look on his face.

"Humans are indeed creatures that can only be smart. Haha, okay, Moxue, this is nothing to do with you. Go down. After going down, you will get three first-grade magical creatures by yourself, which is a reward for your mission."

"Thank you for the grace of Lord Yue." Moxue looked at Lux in surprise and prayed to Lux, just as he turned around, he saw Lux standing at the door. His surprise expression turned cold in an instant. When the two passed by, they ignored each other like strangers. Lux walked to Lux and did not kneel down to salute, but just bowed slightly to express his salute.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for me?" Luke's voice was still cold, and he did not feel cowardly because of the pressure of the superiors.

"Spit, it's still as ignorant as your mother." Lux spat lightly. Luke's expression paused, but his expression did not change much.

"I promised Your Excellency King Yue to help you do three hundred things. Now there are only the last three left. I hope Your Excellency King Yue can keep your promises at that time." Luke said coldly.

"Hmph, will I deceive you as a child? Even if I can, can I violate the oath I made to the Lord God?" Lux said with some anger. Seeing that Luke was completely unmoved, he could only adjust his breath and rub his temples.

"Luke, this time I came to you mainly to go to Roland City, the westernmost part of the Principality of Boya. Put this box into the room of the Great Duke Oprain, and your mission will be completed." As he said that, the space in Lux's hand suddenly twisted, and a red wooden box was added in an instant. However, the box was locked tightly with a lock.

Seeing Luke's gaze hesitated, Lux sneered, "What, are you scared? Don't worry, Oprain has been sent away by our people. As long as you put the box in his room and hide it, even if you complete the task, the two things in the future will be unnecessary. When you come back, I will show my promise."

"Really?" Luke asked with some suspicion in his ecstasy when he heard Lux ​​say this. His face, which was originally calm, finally began to change.

"Haha, of course, your mother is also my cousin. Even if she violated the demon ban, the "king" did not do anything to her, right? Your mother and I grew up together. Besides, by seniority, I am still your aunt, so how could I lie to you?" Luke's bright smile appeared on his face, making Luke tremble with discomfort.

However, even though he was suspicious, Luke walked forward and took the box, bowed to Lux and turned around and left.

"Hmph, Luke, don't think this will be so easy to do. You may not know that there are fun opponents waiting to deal with you. However, if 'they' cannot do it, I will let the 'accident' happen to you. As long as you die unexpectedly in the mission, I believe the 'king' will not take off my anger... That woman's bastard should not live in the world..." A terrifying echo came from the hall. "Luke Jace, your value is over here..." In an instant, all the green candlelights were extinguished...

It was the busiest time in Roland City. Restaurants of all sizes and sizes were full during lunch breaks, and people were also in constant flow of people walking through magical instrument stores and clothing stores.

Among them, the store opened by Qingyang's family is called "Old Box Second-hand Boutique Selling", which is a grocery store that specializes in second-hand magic props, various magic potions and parallel goods. It turns out that the name of this store is called "Old Box", but how can such a name attract customers to the door? It is common to have no customers visiting them all day.

Later, when Qingyang became sensible, he began to help in the store, but he always felt that the name was not good, so he took the initiative to change the sign. Now it seems that it has some effect. Even when it is at its worst, it can still be done several businesses a day. Especially Qingyang works part-time in the business of repairing damaged magical supplies, so a group of loyal old customers have also appeared among some ordinary people.

"Qingyang, please help me see this damn camera, something went wrong again." The newspaper's photojournalist Tang Ji complained as soon as he entered the door. Tang Ji is also one of Qingyang's friends. He is thin and has short brown hair. He always likes to run around in work clothes. His face is a little childish, and his eyes are small but bright. He is a civilian, and he has liked to ask around for information from a young age and then spread it to others for a fee. Ambition is to be the number one reporter for the viewer. Unfortunately, reality and goal are too different. Now he is just a photojournalist.

"I said Tang Ji, how much repair fee do you owe me this month? If you don't pay it back within three days... Humph, I'll go and talk about it with your editor." Qingyang glared at Tang Ji and said in a pretense of anger.

"Don't...don't...please, Qingyang, give me a few more days of grace, next month... I will definitely pay you back the bonus next month. Our good brothers always say that money hurts the relationship...hehe..." Tang Ji quickly smiled when he saw Qingyang angry.

"Damn, you think I'm a fool, wait for your tabloid to send bonuses? The Principality of Boya can unify the Fantasy Martial Continent." After hearing his words, Qingyang picked up the camera and walked into the workshop. A minute later, Qingyang walked out of the workshop, turned around and handed the repaired camera back to Tang Ji.

"Damn, so fast?" Tang Ji said in surprise.

"A small problem, it's just that the memory crystal has aging. I'll help you change an old one. Let's use it first. This time you'll be free." Tang Ji looked at the camera in his hand and tried it. It was really possible to use it. He was overjoyed and patted Qingyang's arm.

"I am a good brother, thank you. Next time Mill asks me to take some 'good' photos, I will leave one for you. How about it?" Looking at Tang Ji's lewd look, Qingyang couldn't help but feel chilled.

"Damn it, no wonder you're repairing the camera so many times a month. You two lustful guys, I... I can't describe you anymore. Don't confuse me with you. I can tell you that many noble families have begun to pay attention to you. In the future, don't expose the private lives of nobles. No one wants to be shameless. Don't make them angry." Qingyang warned.

"I know, I know..." Tang Jize responded casually.

After looking at Tang Ji who looked dissatisfied, Qingyang knew that it would be useless to say more, so he had to sigh helplessly, and took a paper bag and handed it to Tang Ji.

"If you are not busy now, please help me bring this to Mir and tell him that if you don't bring money tomorrow, don't come to see me." Looking at Qingyang's angry expression, Tang Ji had no choice but to take the paper bag obediently.

"This... what's so heavy?" The moment Tang Ji took the paper bag, his shoulders immediately sank, so he opened the paper bag in confusion to watch.

There was a short sword that looked simple and simple. The silver shiny sword peak was permeated with the cold light that attracted people. The three-color crystal on the hilt of the sword was particularly eye-catching, and the carvings of the hand guards were even more carefully crafted phoenix tail.

"This sword is not simple, and this bag is even more simple. What exactly is it made of? It can be loaded so heavy, and it is not broken." Tang Ji touched the paper bag containing the sword in surprise and whispered.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, go quickly." Qingyang couldn't help but shouted when he heard Tang Ji still talking nonstop.

"But Mir is not in the Duke's Mansion. When I came over from West Street, I saw him with a few nobles. I don't know what to argue, and it seems that he is about to fight."

"What, he is fighting, why didn't you say it earlier?" Tang Ji stammered and decided to refuse. However, Qingyang's eyes turned green when he heard Mire's fight, and he began to change his work clothes.

"Give me the paper bag, give you the key, help me see the store. If you dare to say no, the camera repair fee will be doubled in the future." He took the paper bag with a dagger and handed the key to Tang Ji. Before Tang Ji could report it, he ran away in a flash, but Qingyang vaguely heard someone's shout from behind him.

"Qingyang, you bastard, I despise you..."
Chapter completed!