In the next few days, Bai Su and Qin Xiaotian would often find Yun Xuan to discuss some political and economic issues, Yun Xuan really doubted whether the two had reached some kind of agreement, because when they discussed with Yun Xuan, they never avoided the appearance of the other, and now, basically the three of them can sit down and discuss it well, that feeling, like they are also old friends who have known each other for a long time.

There is also Ye Fan, he also likes to talk to Yun Xuan, but unlike them, Ye Fan never talks about political issues, and his favorite topics are the customs of various countries, from the folk customs of the ten cities of Wanzhou to the religious beliefs of the Temple of the Apocalypse...... Yun Xuan didn't disappoint him either, every time, he had a pleasant time during the conversation.

The journey of the past few days has been calm, but it is a bit like paralysis of people before a snowstorm.

Coldwind Ridge is located in a snowfield in the northern part of the Cold Continent.

When the Kyushu Xianmen envoy came to this negotiation site, it was just noon, and the fierce and dazzling sunlight poured wildly on the earth, and also poured into the heavenly pond on the Cold Wind Ridge, which made the whole lake glitter with golden light, dazzling and gorgeous, and very dazzling.

But the eyes of the monks on behalf of the Kyushu Immortal Gate are more focused on the military camp of the demon world, the military flag of the Eastern Emperor Demon Realm is standing high on the edge of the camp, dancing wildly in the wind, the camp below is neat and orderly, and the dots extend to the end of the earth, and you can vaguely see many soldiers of the demon world practicing in the open space between the camps.

"It'...... How many soldiers and horses did they bring?!" Ye Wanling couldn't help but look back and compare herself with the Kyushu Immortal Sect mission, and exclaimed.

Xu Tianzheng said coldly: "At least fifty thousand!"

Qin Xiaotian commented lightly: "Probably the Demon Realm border guards are also here." ”

After several months, the Kyushu Xianmen envoy finally arrived at the mission destination, but there was no joy on everyone's faces, the so-called negotiation team in the demon world was unexpectedly strong, if one was not good, they could be drowned in the torrent of demon cultivation at any time.

Yun Xuan used a carriage to resist the fierce sunlight and hide himself in the shadows, although his body felt slightly uncomfortable, but this did not hinder his ability to observe, he interjected: "Every tent below, no matter how big or small, will plant a small white flag, what does it mean?"

In the colorful world in front of them, coupled with the impact of the number of demon armies on them, many people can't notice the small white flag where this almost blind spot is located!

But Yun Xuan's question caused a little doubt, because the person who answered Yun Xuan's question turned out to be Ge Zhichuan, and he said slowly: "This means that there is a high-ranking general in the demon realm army who died, because it was a natural death, so they used the small white flag. ”

The fact that some demon realm generals had just died, which meant that their emotions were in a state of instability, which cast another layer of gloom over the mentality of the representative monks.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "At least, they didn't lay fortifications in front of the position, to a certain extent, it can be regarded as a friendly gesture. Ye Fan's tone was calm and optimistic, and what he said was reasonable, which somewhat reduced people's nervousness.

At this time, more than a dozen horsemen galloped out of the demon realm camp and rushed towards the small hill where they were.

The leader turned out to be an unusually thin demon cultivator, and the thinness already made the other party look less like a demon cultivator, but more like a human race, but the blue scales on the other party's face and wide mouth reminded people that he was indeed a demon cultivator.

"I thought it was normal for demon cultivators to be more than two heads taller than us!" Meng Hao muttered.

Ge Zhichuan slowly explained: "This is the Fishman Clan in the Eastern Emperor Demon Realm, they have always been in the slave class of the Demon Realm, but in the battle for imperial power in the Demon Realm five hundred years ago, the Fishman Clan made great contributions by chance, so their current status is in the aristocratic class in the Dusk Temple, most of the people of the Fishman Clan are cunning and insidious, and the disadvantage is that their number is relatively small......"

Yun Xuan couldn't help but blink his eyes a few times quickly, and a strange feeling rose, this Ge Zhichuan Daoist from the clouds really didn't have an ordinary rich understanding of the demon world!

Bai Su interjected and commented: "If the Fishman Clan sends people to infiltrate the Kyushu Immortal Gate, as long as the skin grafting operation is successful enough, it must be easy for them to blend in with the crowd, and it will be difficult for them to be discovered!"

Ge Zhichuan nodded in agreement: "Well, that's true. ”

Qin Xiaotian also said: "In this way, if we Kyushu cultivators want to infiltrate the fish-man clan of the demon realm, it must not be too difficult. ”

“……”

At the same time, Meng Hao suddenly burst into a sentence: "Ge Zhichuan Daoyou, I looked at it, and I thought that you were quite similar to the demon cultivator of the fishman clan, could it be that you are actually a demon cultivator spy?"

Ge Zhichuan glared at Meng Hao angrily, but before he could attack, the envoy of the demon world had already come to him.

The two sides dismounted and saluted according to the etiquette of their respective races, and then, the demon cultivator of the fish-man clan at the head said: "Friends of the Kyushu people from the south, hello, I am a shark man, and I welcome your arrival on behalf of the Eastern Emperor Demon Realm!"

To everyone's surprise, this demon cultivator named Shark Man actually greeted them in standard human language.

Ge Zhichuan also took a step forward and said gently: "Demon cultivator friends, I am Ge Zhichuan, and I would like to pay tribute to you on behalf of the Kyushu mission. ”

After a brief introduction between the two sides, the shark man went directly to the topic and said: "People from the Kyushu Continent are cultivating friends! This time, our Eastern Emperor Demon Realm came with a peaceful will, but a tragedy happened last night, our old general Fan Tessi passed away suddenly, and he is also the chief representative of our Eastern Emperor Demon Realm in this peace negotiation, so the negotiations that should have been carried out immediately, as well as the welcome of our Eastern Emperor Demon Realm to the Terran friends in Kyushu, can only be postponed to tomorrow, I hope you will forgive me!"

The tone of the demon cultivator shark man is very decent, with a bit of sincere apology in the gentle text, which also contains some heavy sorrow for the deceased, as a diplomat, he has a pretty good grasp of the fire marquis, if you close your eyes and listen to him, you still think that the other party is a diplomatic ambassador of a certain immortal gate in Kyushu, not the rude demon cultivator in the legend.

Ge Zhichuan also mourned heavily in the long tone he was accustomed to, although the old general Fantesi had never met him, but the merman was obviously moved by Ge Zhichuan's words, and he said: "Friends of the human race! The old general's mourning ceremony is going on in the army camp, if you are willing to go to express your condolences, I think the old general's spirit in heaven must be very pleased. ”

Yun Xuan and the others looked at each other, and almost at the same time cursed Ge Zhichuan's idiot old man in his heart thousands of times, what are you doing with such sensationalism, now that people have made such an invitation, it is a kind of disrespect to show hostility if you refuse.

Ge Zhichuan also seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem, but he was difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, so he had to say with a bitter face: "This is our great honor, please lead the way in front!"

“……”

As a result, more than a dozen demon cultivators such as Shark Nan led the way in front, Yun Xuan and their eight representatives of the Kyushu Immortal Sect followed behind, and the guards and soldiers of the Kyushu mission could only stay and camp on the hillside temporarily.

In front of the boundless camp of the Demon Realm, everyone could already see from a distance that the Demon Cultivator Guards were staring at them with round and big eyes, and their eyes were full of blazing flames of hatred as if they were breathing fire. This is a bit of instant hatred between races, and just like the human race, this thousand-year-old hatred has also been deeply imprinted in the mind of every demon cultivator.

Everyone walked all the way into the demon cultivation camp, and as they gradually went deeper, the lock encountered more and more such eyes, and even the demon cultivation soldiers who were training would stop and stare at this group of strange Terran monks with the same fiery gaze.

At this moment, Yun Xuan really suspected that if any demon cultivator raised his arms and shouted, then thousands of demon cultivators would rush up and completely tear the eight of them to pieces.

Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but murmur in Yun Xuan's ear: "What the hell, before I came, I should really write a suicide note......