The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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At this time, he found that Huangfu Zhou Zheng had also rushed over.

"You saw it too?"

"Yes," Huangfu Zhouzheng nodded, "it's the devil, he's not..."

Suddenly, her expression froze, she took a defensive posture and looked at Xie Yang vigilantly, apparently suspecting that he still had an affair with the Demon Realm.

"..."

Xie Yang: "Hey, don't frame people. Ever since I joined my master, I have completely severed ties with the devil world. I don't want to play the game of two boats."

Seeing that Huangfu Zhou Zheng's expression softened a little, Xie Yang turned around and walked back, not bothering to explain to her.

Huangfu Zhou Zheng chased after him, "I'm sorry, I too..."

"Be careful." Xie Yang waved his hand, "It's okay, it's not a bad thing."

"Is he Abang?"

Xie Yang: "I don't know, I was sleeping in a daze just now, and he surprised me by appearing suddenly like a ghost."

Huangfu Zhouzheng: "In your opinion, why did he come here? Could it be related to panic attacks?"

Xie Yang paused for a moment, and he turned his head to look at the direction where Ah Pang disappeared—the south is exactly where Fenzhou City is.

"The demons...crazy...Fenzhou City...I do know that there is a bridge in Fenzhou City, and the river leads directly to the Demon Realm."

Huangfu Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up, "So there's something strange about Fenzhou City?"

"I'm a mortal body now," Xie Yang waved his hand, "Elder Sister, don't scare me so much that I dare not go."

Suddenly, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong with you?!" Huangfu Zhouzheng was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to support him, but was refused.

"The old problem left by the hostility, I haven't committed it for many years, maybe that old guy Wen Yumian is doing something to the arrogance again..." Xie Yang wiped the blood from his mouth, "Don't tell me, Master. .”

Huangfu Zhou was using his spiritual power to help him stop the bleeding and calm down the restlessness in his body, "How could this be?"

"It's what I deserve. Originally, Master's Golden Eyes suppressed it. Since then, it has been... hey..." Xie Yang sighed heavily, his tone full of self-blame and unbearable looking back.

When mentioning the golden pupil, Huangfu Zhou Zheng naturally thought of the scene outside the White Jade Hall three years ago.

She withdrew her hand, "Is Master Jiang's eyes still not healed?"

"No." Xie Yang suppressed the agitation in his heart, straightened up and took a breath of the morning air, only then did he feel better.

"Actually, I came to Yaoxin City this time because I heard that City Lord Huangfu has that prescription, and I want to use it. It's a pity that the old man went to eat..."

Huangfu Zhouzheng nodded, "I know, Pavilion Master Jiang's big wedding, all the famous people in Xiujie and Human Realm have been invited by Fenzhou City."

Xie Yang was taken aback.

"You mean, all of them?"

"That's right." Huangfu Zhou was puzzled, and was about to ask for details, but suddenly saw Xie Yang rush towards the place he came from.

Jiang Shuyu had already woken up, and he and Jiang Miaomiao were waiting for them to come back, when they heard familiar footsteps, Jiang Shuyu was about to speak when Xie Yang stopped him.

"Master! Your guess is correct. I am afraid that someone really promoted the matter of the panic attack."

As he spoke, he recounted what he had just seen in detail, and of course omitted the part where he vomited blood.

Jiang Shuyu frowned and said, "The Devil Realm? Yu Lingluo is dead, who will be the one who started it?"

Huangfu Zhouzheng: "If Abang didn't die, would it be him?"

Xie Yang shook his head, "The people in the devil world rely on the strong to live, it can't be him."

"Then what if they find a new Demon Lord?"

As soon as these words came out, several eyes gathered in surprise.

Jiang Miaomiao shrugged, "I mean maybe... since anyone can do it," he pointedly raised his eyebrows at Xie Yang, "Then it's okay to set up another demon king?"

Xie Yang: "..."

Huangfu Zhou Zhengdao: "It's only been three years. Didn't there be rumors that Yu Lingluo has been looking for a new successor since the death of the Demon Venerable?"

Xie Yang felt her scrutiny, and said, "She is not looking for me, but someone who can pull out the magic sword."

Jiang Miaomiao: "Even so, now that the arrogance has been sealed, it's okay for them to find someone to replace them temporarily."

Jiang Shuyu: "Well...as long as this person is like-minded with them."

"Or take advantage of each other."

"Wow," Jiang Miaomiao said in amazement, "I'm a Demon Lord after all. When did this title become so worthless?"

Xie Yang rolled his eyes, "No one wanted to..."

Huangfu Zhouzheng: "Then, where do you guys think this person is?"

"Isn't that simple?" Jiang Miaomiao looked at Xie Yang, "Ask the previous Demon Lord."

So under the leadership of Xie Yang, the few took extra missions and headed for Fenzhou City...

On the seventeenth day of the lunar calendar, it was morning and the sky was fine.

The guards defending the city were drowsy under the soft sunlight, when they were awakened by a series of footsteps.

The guard raised his head and saw three men and a woman standing in front of him, all of them looked extraordinary.

The leader was a man with red lips and white teeth. Seeing him wake up, he suddenly came up to him, "Are you sick too?".

"Wow——" the little guard suddenly lost his sleepiness, scratched with both hands, raised his knife and pointed it at the person in front of him, "Who made a mistake!"

Xie Yang looked puzzled, "Who made a mistake? I obviously called you several times."

As he said that, he reached out to get the invitation card in his arms.