Hyun Gyu woke up on the second day.

It looks refreshed, like a good night's sleep.

It's just that he doesn't know anything about what happened the day before, and he doesn't remember where he went or what he did after the war. The last memory stopped when Yunyang hugged the wind season and said that he was afraid.

Although it was somewhat worrying about his lack of memory, fortunately, Hyun-gyu's body was recovering well, and the wound had already scabbed over, so it was fine.

Everyone discussed the matter of leaving for the demon capital today.

The news of Yunyang and Changzhao had already arrived, and the news of Ziyue's death had slowly spread by those demon beasts that had escaped the control of the Soul Suppression Bead.

Therefore, since yesterday, many demon beasts have spontaneously come to prepare to welcome the wind season back to the demon capital, succeed to the throne of the demon king, and hold the enthronement ceremony of the demon king.

The demon clan has always admired strength, and the wind season that saved the lives of tens of thousands of demon beasts and killed the traitor Ziyue undoubtedly has a little more prestige in cultivation above the bloodline at this time.

The call for the upper echelons of the wind season among the demons is also getting louder and louder, which can be regarded as an unexpected harvest.

The troubled times brought him the ruin of his country and the burden of fifty years of humiliation, and he never thought that at the same time, it also brought him the support and love of the people who were completely different from the previous demon kings.

The departure for the demon was scheduled for the morning of the third day.

After coming to the demon clan for nearly two months, the weather has already warmed up unconsciously, even in the morning, there is a trace of warmth in the wind blowing, and it has been faintly able to capture the breath of summer heat.

Tang Xiaobai stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the bottom of the mountain, with picturesque scenery.

After two days of busy work in Aoi Valley, a new green has grown on the mountain again.

Because it was the Purple Moon Palace, it was already surrounded by demonic qi and was terrifying. Especially after the loss of the shade of the trees, it became more and more depressing and unpleasant.

Fortunately, at this time, these new plants planted by Aoi Valley softened a lot in the eyes.

As soon as they leave, this place will soon be deserted.

Perhaps, a hundred years later, the plants that grow unbridled will slowly bury the palace in layers of green moss, and together with the people who built it, they will be slowly weighed down by the ruts of time, and finally disappear into the torrent of time, slowly becoming a hidden past that will never be mentioned again.

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The wheels are rolling and the dust is flying.

Among the few people of the Heguang faction, except for Fengji and Changzhao, it was the first time to come to the demon capital.

People and demons have always been incompatible, in the rumors that belong to the human race, the demon clan is an uncivilized and wild land, and it is still in the most primitive stage of eating raw meat and drinking raw blood, and there is no civilization of its own, where can you build a capital.

However, when I really came, I found that not only did I have a castle here, but the prosperity of its demon capital was even better than that of Kyoto.

The houses lined up on the streets, the shouting and selling on the roads were endless, and the people and the vendors bargained with each other, and each demon seemed to be so peaceful.

Futian looked carefully and found that what they were selling in the market was not sugar people and meat buns, but all kinds of medicinal herbs and fairy grass.

Although it has a city, the demon clan still has beast nature after all. And unlike human beings, who have a great obsession with eating, for them, the profundity of cultivation is what is truly worth pursuing all their lives.

It's just that Fukuda and Hyungui came with the purpose of eating something different from the world, but when they arrived, they found that although there were many roadside stalls, they were full of dry and strange-shaped grass.

Who's going to eat grass!

Fukuda was indignant, but Yu Guang saw that Ji Guang was drooling at those stalls with a longing face, just like when he was in the world facing the meat buns, he couldn't help but secretly despise it in his heart: Sure enough, horses are still horses, and horses can't change their grazing!

In order to prevent the demon clan that is hostile to humans from attacking everyone, Feng Ji specially ordered his subordinates to prepare masks and carriages that can cover the smell of humans before entering the city, so that everyone can open the curtain to see the street scenery, and will not be hated and attacked by the radical demon clan.

The carriage of the wind season opened the road at the front, and wherever he passed, all the demons knelt down and worshipped, and they were very pious.

And after careful observation, a few people sitting in the carriage in the back of the bored Lai found that most of the demon clans that appeared in the capital were big demons who could already be transformed into human shapes.

Although many of the shapes are either with a tail or two ears on the top of the head, it looks like it is more unique and cute than in the world, and it also has its own characteristics.

But that's not all the case, even in the capital, there are still some demon clans who haven't been able to transform.

For example, the little demon who lives in the wild accidentally goes into the city to buy some spiritual herbs and elixirs that help him cultivate, or the demon clan who is too young and settles here with his parents.

And the status of the demon clan in the city that has not settled is far lower than that of the aborigines, so even if they kneel down to worship the demon king, they can only be outside the farthest range.

In this way, the frequency of their appearance has been reduced somewhat, so along the way, everyone has not seen much.

Only one special.

That demonic aura was powerful all around him, and he was obviously a high-level demon beast, but he only knelt down with his real body, and did not transform into a human form.

Fukuda was curious, and after asking Yoshimitsu, he learned that he was the censor of the demon capital and was responsible for maintaining order in the city.

Most demons like censors have made some mistakes and have been cursed, so no matter how strong the demon is, it can't transform into a human form.

It's more of a punishment than a position.

"I wonder what mistake he made?" Fukuda looked curious.

Ji Guang said, "On the day the old demon king was killed, he was on duty. ”

Ji Guang sighed, "All the demon soldiers guarding the capital that day were killed by Ziyue's men, except for him. Because... He was too lazy to go to bed. ”

I see.

Everyone was embarrassed by this, and Fukuda looked at the demon beast again through the curtain of the car, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

The censor kept his head bowed, his eyelids drooping, and he didn't say anything about joy or anger.

After a bumpy ride, everyone finally arrived at the center of the demon capital city in the evening.

There is a majestic palace standing there, where the wind season grows from small to large.

It's just that since the death of the old demon king, this place has been completely banned by Ziyue. Today is the first time in 50 years that it has officially opened the palace gates to welcome the return of its owner.

The wind season led everyone into it with the jubilation of ten thousand demons.

The vermilion towering gate was pushed hard by the two little demons on the left and right, and slowly opened it.

The palms of the hands that were already nervous in the wind season were sweating, but his face was still calm, step by step, slowly ascending to the tower of the outer wall of the palace, calmly waving to the people below.

Everything was done flawlessly, no different from the scene he had seen in his dreams a thousand times.

"I'm back. ”

He proclaimed.