The whole magic domain speaks the Northeast dialect

As we all know, when someone asks "what are you looking at", most people will not answer "what are you looking at".

If you pick up the conversation, then it is very likely that it is not just as simple as falling into a chatterbox, but there may also be a scene of a disagreement and a fight.

But obviously, their immortals are not ordinary people.

Seeing his calm and relaxed appearance, he doesn't seem to be worried at all.

But in fact, Xianzun regretted it after saying this.

Although nothing can be seen on the surface, 340 or eight "it's over" popped up in his heart in an instant, and they floated back and forth. It can be said that his inner activities are quite rich, and his real thoughts are quite barren.

Shen Xiuheng was very flustered at the moment, how could he accidentally speak the truth out, what should the people on the other side think of him now!

The old color batch is not this kind of color method, hey!

Want to digress?But it seems that it is too late!

Just when everyone was afraid that the Demon Venerable and the Immortal Venerable would fight if they disagreed, they couldn't help but repeat it in their hearts!calf!son!up!At the time of the four big characters, to everyone's surprise, the Mozun on the opposite side did not make trouble because of it.

Mingxi just returned to his seat silently, as if he hadn't heard anything just now.

Still silent as always, still expressionless as always, he unilaterally ended this topic that he didn't know how to describe.

Everyone who was worried and almost had arrhythmia just now: "..."

Sure enough, the thoughts of the Immortal Venerable and the Demon Venerable are completely beyond the guess of ordinary cultivators like them!

After a stick of incense, the demon cultivators who went to check the Demon Town Tower came back.

It is said that the former Northern Demon Lord still stayed in this magic tower intact, but because of the damage to the soul, he vomited blood and fell into a coma. He is currently being rescued and does not know when he will wake up.

The former Northern Demon Lord had been imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Tower for a while, and the split soul could only be separated before being pressed into the Demon Suppressing Tower.

During this period of time, whether it is the Demon Suppressing Tower or the entire Demon Realm, it has been calm and peaceful, and there has been no trouble. It can be seen that this soul division is also very cautious.

And he chose to come out at such an important moment, and I don't know if it is specifically for this cooperation, which makes it hard not to think too much.

But now that he is in a coma, no one knows how many souls this person still has, and where he was placed, so today's banquet had to end early.

The representatives of the fairy world and the human world were led to their respective rooms by the waiters, and the Mozun returned to the meeting hall with their left and right protectors.

No one knows the real name of the former Northern Demon Lord, and when people mention him, they always refer to Yizhangxue.

This is the name of that kind of ancient monster, because there is only such a Yizhangxue left in the world, and everyone has gradually become accustomed to this name.

Yizhangxue is cunning by nature and does a lot of evil. It can be said that he has a feud with Mingxi.

Now he is locked in the Demon Suppressing Tower instead of killing the enemy with his hands, mainly because the construction of the Demon Realm needs to squeeze the magic energy from him, so as to support the daily consumption of the magic weapon that dispels the barrier energy.

The left and right protectors all thought that the demon venerable was talking behind closed doors this time to discuss the matter of Yizhangxue's soul separation, and they were still wondering why they only called the two of them and didn't ask other subordinates to come with them.

But who would have imagined that their Demon Venerable would say: "That Immortal Venerable, there is a problem."

"It's very problematic!" Mentioning this, Protector You became more energetic, "He has been paying attention to you, Lord, all day long!"

The protector on the right drew out the saber at his waist and gestured in mid-air, every time he slashed, he seemed to vent his anger: "The eyes are still squinting, and it can be seen that he is plotting something wrong! Men really don't have a good thing!"

Demon Venerable: "..."

Left Protector: "..."

At this time, it is fine to forget that you are also a man for the time being. Anyway, as long as their right guards are not drunk, they will not really go all over the street to chase male practitioners and chop them up.

"My lord, do you suspect that the immortal has something to do with Yizhangxue's soul?" Zuo Hufa coughed lightly and brought the topic back to the right track.

Mingxi shook his head: "They shouldn't be related."

Protector You quickly asked: "Then what do you mean?"

Mingxi beckoned, and the big orange cat walked over with graceful catwalks, and lay down at his feet.

Ming Xi sat down cross-legged, and stroked the big cat from head to tail: "I was wondering if this has something to do with Da Ju's grandfather's generation."

Big Cat's breast name is Daju, a girl, the youngest daughter of Mingxi's adoptive father's family. Due to congenital deficiencies, she is still unable to change form, and her mind is still at the level of a five- or six-year-old child.

The left and right protectors also sat down, letting Miss Big Orange's long tail sweep over her lap, wanting to touch it but not daring to reach out, the main thing is to masturbate a tiger only once in a lifetime.

"You mean, the Northern Demon Lord before Yizhangxue?" Zuo Hufa paused, "But this happened 300 years ago."

300 years ago, Yizhangxue almost slaughtered the Northern Demon King clan and replaced them by himself. Hundreds of years before that, the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm had already lost contact.

After another calculation, this immortal lord ascended to the fairyland only 200 years ago, and he had been the No. 100 cultivator for more than 1 years before he ascended.

"When Daju's grandfather was the Demon Lord of the Northland, he once rescued an ordinary person who strayed into the Demon Realm." While speaking, Mingxi's hand smoothed his hair without stopping.

"That man had no talent in cultivating demons, and he wanted to repay his life-saving grace every day, so his grandfather sent him back to the world and entered the fairy gate. If that man has the opportunity to ascend in the future, he can become a demon and be placed in the fairy world." eyeliner."

"I only know that that person really got the chance to ascend to the Immortal Realm later, and would send back some news from the Immortal Realm from time to time, but at that time, my grandfather had already died, and Uncle Hu and Aunt Hu took me to hide in the snow-capped mountains. "

"For so many years, he has been in single-line contact with Uncle Hu. Uncle Hu has no way to tell him the current situation of the Demon Realm, but every once in a while there will be news from the Immortal Realm. It seems that he is doing well in the Immortal Realm. "

After quietly listening to his lord's words, the left and right protectors all gasped.

The right guard asked: "Do you suspect that the current immortal is actually the eyeliner sent by the old demon?" If this is true, then it can only be said that the immortal world is really too unreliable, and even the leader is an undercover agent.

"I just have some doubts." Ming Xi said, "calculating the time, grandfather sent that person to the world, exactly 300 years ago, and the current Immortal Venerable also started to emerge 300 years ago."

"Besides, that person must have put in a lot of effort to facilitate the peace talks of the Three Realms so smoothly this time, and it is very likely that he will find ways to follow the representative back to the Demon Realm."

After a pause, Mingxi said again: "I just think that the fairy looks at me frequently, maybe he is conveying some message, and his eyes don't seem to be hostile."

Although I don't know how many spies have been planted in each other's place by various methods during the years when the two worlds broke off diplomatic relations, but the fewer people who know about the existence of spies, the better, so Mingxi also informed the two guardians people.

"That's not necessarily true." Zuo Hufa subconsciously scratched the back of his head, "Maybe the Immortal Venerable is just looking at you?"

Mingxi: "..."

Right protector: "..."

In fact, if you think about it this way, it seems quite reasonable.

Ming Xi rubbed the round tiger ears, his heart was still full of doubts about the Immortal Venerable, anyway, let's find a chance to test it out.

The place where Shen Xiuheng and his party stayed was called Tingxueyuan, and the three of them lived next to each other in three rooms, but at the moment, the three of them were crowded in the room of the Immortal, and they had no time to do such elegant things as Tingxue tasting tea.

Shen Xiuheng, who was forced to light a lamp and boil oil for questioning, looked very reluctant.

The blue-clothed fairy Ji Yao, who was forced to talk and failed to meet the Nine-Tailed Fox in the small courtyard next door, was also very upset.

Zhuo Lang's brows were already wrinkled together into the word "Chuan", and he seemed to be the most unhappy one.

It's not easy for three people in a house.

Zhuo Lang felt that something was wrong. Although their immortals were not very reliable in nature, at least they would not show their flaws under normal circumstances.

But since he came to Demon Realm, or since he saw the Demon Lord, his behavior has become weird.

They are not familiar with Mozun, but Immortal Lord Zhuo Lang is relatively familiar with Shen Xiuheng.Even better than Ji Yao, a good friend who came from the same school as Master Shen Xiuheng or became a teacher in the same year. After all, he is a person who can guess what his boss is thinking when he has nothing to do.

"It is indeed not the first time we have met." Under Zhuo Lang Xianjun's continuous questioning, Shen Xiuheng also told the truth, and there is really nothing to hide about this matter, "Do you still remember that 200 years ago, I ascended to the fairy world Have you ever been to Demon Realm before?"

Zhuo Lang only heard about this, but Ji Yao really remembered it clearly: "Is it the time when the secret realm was tampered with?"

In the Immortal Competition 200 years ago, all sects sent their disciples to the secret realm under Guique Mountain for trials. Unexpectedly, the secret realm was manipulated by people, and the sects suffered heavy losses.

Even the only disciple of Gui Wuzong, Shen Xiuheng, disappeared in the secret realm. The whole sect sent countless disciples to look for it, and it took half a year to find any news.

Like Ji Yao, who obviously had the right age and cultivation level but didn't participate in the secret trial because of laziness. He only knew that the head of Gui Wuzong found the seriously injured Shen Xiuheng in Demon Realm half a year later.

Shen Xiuheng recounted what he had experienced in those six months: "That time, I was seriously injured in the secret realm, but luckily I found an exit and got out in time to save my life."

"And the place where the exit connects is the extreme northern snowfield of the Demon Realm. I was injured and couldn't move, and I was almost frozen to death in the snow."

"The person who saved you in the snow is the current Mozun, right?" Ji Yao is familiar with all kinds of scripts, and can easily guess the next development of the plot, "So you two gradually fell in love with each other at that time, and began to flirt with each other secretly. ?”

"That's not true." Shen Xiuheng said truthfully, "At that time he was too young, I couldn't feel affection."

Zhuo Lang interjected: "How small?"

Shen Xiuheng picked up the teapot on the table and put it in the palm of his hand: "It's a little smaller than this one."

"He didn't know how to transform at the time, so he was really as big as a slap." Shen Xiuheng said, "He flapped his wings and ran on the ground all day long, chirping and chirping non-stop. It was a little bright yellow one, and he liked to eat bugs. "

"Wait a minute." The veins on Zhuo Lang's forehead throbbed, "Your description sounds like..."

Ji Yao carefully answered the part of his friend's unfinished sentence: "Why do you look like a little chicken?"

"That's right." Shen Xiuheng nodded, "It's the chicken."

"Impossible!" Immortal Zhuo Lang slapped the table and stood up, "Do you dare to say that the prototype of that ferocious Demon Lord is... just a chick? Who would believe it!"

Shen Xiuheng sighed: "Maybe, he is the fighting chicken among the legendary roosters."

Zhuo Lang: "..."

Ji Yao: "..."