Thirty-Li Slope.
At dusk, the setting sun shines like blood on the horizon, shining on the rocks all over the mountains and fields.
Wei He stood there, his hands and feet were cold.
Although the two slender fingers have been released, the sharp pain at the tiger's mouth is always a reminder of how terrifying the monster in front of him is.
The man slowly put away his handkerchief and stood with his hands behind his back, "Lord Wei is also the palm print bearer of Regional Command in Yizhou. It's a bit disappointing to be so bold."
Wei He let out a breath, released the hand holding the broken knife, and simply stopped making a defensive posture.
In front of the Lotus-Planting Realm Demon King, his cultivation at the Core Formation Realm level was no different from that of a child dancing with a sword.
"Since your Excellency is the Demon King Supreme, you don't receive blessings from Western Regions, but you traveled thousands of miles to sneak into my Great Tang hinterland. Could it be that you are deceiving me Longyou because I have no one?"
Hearing this, the man raised his head slightly and sighed, "Lord Wei is a smart man. There are some words that don't need to be pointed out This King. Longyou It's bitter cold, Demon-Suppressing Regional Command doesn't even have a Commander, but if no one really cares about me, why would I, Demon Court, still be here at Western Regions?"
Wei He narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.
What the other party said is indeed correct.
Although the imperial court seemed to place emphasis on the south of the Yangtze River and despise the northwest, Longyou Road was, after all, the gateway to the northwest and its choke point.
On the surface, Longyou Regional Command is declining day by day, and even a little girl like Jiang Yuechu is expected to grow up to support the situation, but secretly...
If there really was no one in charge, how could those unruly Demon King Western Region Demon Court be so honest?
Since the Demon King in front of me dares to show up, it means that the person who is in charge of Longyou has also noticed it.
Thinking of this, Wei He's face returned to normal.
After all, I have been in peace for a long time... I almost lost face when I met Demon King.
The man shook his head, "This King knows what you are thinking, and This King also admits that if he really takes action, This King is no match for that person. To be honest, if Demon Emperor hadn't personally ordered it, This King wouldn't even bother to come to you Liangzhou Prefecture..."
"Old White Ape is dead. Even if two more Core Formation Realm monsters die, Demon Court doesn't care, but... that White Flood Dragon, you really shouldn't touch it."
Hearing this, Wei He felt a move in his heart.
"Black River White Flood Dragon?"
"Yes, she is a direct descendant of the Flood Dragon family. Although she is not yet Dragon Transformation, she is bleeding with the blood of Old Dragon King after all. She is dead. White Flood Dragon Clan is causing trouble in Demon Court. Demon Emperor must give them an explanation."
Wei He's heart sank.
Although White Flood Dragon Clan has an aloof temperament and has always been vengeful towards the murderers of his own race, but he is far away in the hinterland of Demon Court, and coupled with the previous intimidation of Late Emperor, he does not dare to enter the territory of Great Tang to take revenge in a big way.
But the person who died was actually the direct bloodline of the head...
"When This King entered the city, I heard those ordinary people talking about it. It seems that the person who killed her was a female doll?"
"So be it."
The man stretched out his hand and said indifferently, "This King I don't want to embarrass you, but after all, I have to go back to pay a errand... hand over the woman, and I'll leave right now, how about that?"
"..."
Wei He shook his head solemnly and said, "I can't hand it over."
"Oh?"
Seeing Wei He being so decisive, a coldness flashed in the man's eyes.
"Do you really think that This King dare not take action? Since This King dared to come, he naturally calculated the time correctly."
Boom--!
As the words fell.
The power of Lotus-Planting is no longer reserved.
Wei He groaned and bent his knees slightly, but he withstood the pressure and did not kneel down.
He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "... If you think Demon Emperor can still protect you in my Commander-in-Chief hands, you can give it a try."
The man frowned and his coercion subsided a little.
Commander-in-Chief?
How did you get involved with such a person?
"What? That woman... what is her background?"
Wei He gasped, straightened up, and sneered.
"Your Excellency is also an old demon who has lived for a thousand years. These tricks should be more brilliant than Wei's."
"Since you have inquired, you naturally know the situation of that girl. She was able to kill Core Formation Realm White Flood Dragon at the age of eighteen or nineteen. Do you think... if you have no background, you can raise such a character?"
"..."
The man squinted his eyes, the light flickering in his eyes.
As Demon King who has lived for six thousand years, he even sat on the Demon Court frontier and was the first to face the personal conquest of Great Tang Emperor's imperial master, and he can still survive to this day unscathed.
It doesn't just rely on one's cultivation, nor does it rely on a character that would rather break than bend.
It is also the ability to assess the situation.
That's what the saying goes - fear of death.
In this world, the bones are so hard that the grass on the graves has changed several times.
The man put his hands behind his back and took a few steps on the pile of rocks.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he can kill Core Formation Realm monsters. This kind of strength is indeed rare in the entire human race...
If it is true as what Wei He said, what kind of background is there behind this girl...
Killing her is easy.
But if she provokes the forces behind her to take revenge...
With Demon Court's current situation, we really can't save him.
The golden light in the man's eyes flickered uncertainly.
He looked at Wei He, as if he wanted to see even a hint of guilt on his face.
What a pity.
Wei He's face was as deep as water, very calm.
Forget it.
It's really not worth risking your own life just to vent your anger on the White Flood Dragon Clan...
The worst case scenario is to leave and be punished, or find a scapegoat.
At most, it will take hundreds of years Dao Cultivation to be shaved off, and the skin and flesh will suffer a little.
As for the words that people and monsters are incompatible, to him, it is even more nonsense.
After thinking about this section, the man stopped breathing in an instant, stretched out his fingers, straightened his temples that were blown by the wind, and said with a smile, "Lord Wei was joking, This King was just a casual question, He Bi are you so nervous?"
"Since he is such a talented person, if This King were to kill him, it would appear that I have no tolerance for others."
"Coming here this time is just a matter of loyalty and trust."
Wei He breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hands.
"But..."
The man changed the topic, "Although This King doesn't want to trouble her, White Flood Dragon Clan is not as big-hearted as This King."
"They won't let it go if a direct descendant dies."
"Go back and tell that girl to ask for her own blessings."
Say it.
The man waved his sleeves.
Boom--!
A strong wind rose from the ground, kicking up sand and dust all over the sky.
Wait until the wind and sand disperse.
The tall figure had long since disappeared, leaving only a golden-red feather slowly falling in the wind.
"By the way, pass this thing to the female doll for me. What happened today means that she owes This King a favor. If she really grows up and reaches the top in the future... for the sake of this feather, she can't kill This King."
"..."
The golden-red figure did not leave directly, but turned into a handsome demon bird with a wingspan of several feet, with brilliant golden light flowing all over its body.
It is exactly the true form of Maori Demon King.
It flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.
It's just that I haven't flown very far, but I still have some doubts in my heart.
Although what Wei He said does not seem to be forgery, in the end it is just one side of his words.
"No."
"This King I have to go back and take a look."
"If it's true, that's it. If it's false..."
Maori Demon King's wings fluttered and he was about to turn around and turn back.
However.
Just the moment it turned around.
The huge body suddenly froze in mid-air.
All I could see was the rolling sea of clouds ahead.
At some point, a figure appeared.
Wearing a blue Daoist robe, wearing mango shoes, and a head full of silver threads like snow, she had a casual Daoist bun with a hairpin cut from dead wood.
Her complexion is rosy and her skin is as smooth as a baby's, which is the so-called childlike appearance.
The old Daoist priest smiled and said, "Why don't you, a little chicken, lay your eggs in the Western Region and come to Pindao, the border of Longyou, for business?"
Chicken Little?
Hearing this title, Maori Demon King was so angry.
But it didn't dare to attack.
"Senior... I was joking, junior... I heard that Longyou has infinite scenery, such as the solitary smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river. I have admired it for a long time, so I came here to take a look."
The old Daoist priest looked at it with a half-smile.
"Oh? Just strolling around?"
"Absolutely true!"
Maori Demon King hurriedly swore, "Since I entered the customs, I have always abided by my duty. I have never hurt a human being, let alone touched a plant or tree!"
"Even though Liangzhou Regional Command was there just now, he was just catching up with Lord Wei, had a cup of tea, and then left."
"Senior, if you don't believe it, you can go check it out!"
The old Daoist priest nodded, as if he believed its lies, "In that case, it seems that the poor Daoist has wrongly blamed you."
Maori Demon King was overjoyed and hurriedly got off the slope.
"What the hell, it's the junior who doesn't understand the rules and disturbed the senior Qingxiu."
"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will not bother you anymore. I will reply to Western Regions now. I will reply to Western Regions now!"
As he said this, it flapped its wings and was about to run away.
"Wait a minute."
Maori Demon King hesitated and turned his head, "Senior... any other instructions?"
The old Daoist priest looked at it with a smile.
"Now that you're here, He Bi are in a hurry to leave?"
"Since you are interested in enjoying the scenery, it just so happens that the scenery on Pindao's mountain is also good. Why not go back with Pindao and stay in the mountains for three to five days, drinking tea and discussing Daoism? Wouldn't it be nice?"
"Thank you for your kindness, senior, next time! I will definitely come and visit you next time!"
The old Daoist priest narrowed his eyes, "You really don't want to go?"
"I really don't want to go! I really don't want to go!"
Maori Demon King How dare you stay longer.
The whole chicken turned into a bloody rainbow and fled madly in the direction of Western Regions.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the sky.
Only a series of panicked afterimages were left.
"..."
The old Daoist priest looked at the bloody light going away and did not pursue it.
He just raised his head and took a sip of wine and smacked his lips.
"If it weren't for the sake of leading the way for me, Great Tang, how could I really let you go..."