Deep in the Youdu Mountains.

A sword-like mountain rises into the clouds, and only halfway up the mountain, you can see the clouds and mist surging and the smoke and waves are vast. There is a faint pavilion at the top of the mountain, and the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra is endless.

On the zigzag-shaped winding mountain road, a thin black-robed figure is walking alone.

Moment.

A green rainbow flew from the mountainside, as fast as lightning, and stopped beside the black-robed man. Qinghong landed, bringing a gust of wind, and a middle-aged man with cyan wings on his back appeared.

"Stop!" The blue-winged man said coldly: "This mountain is the Ming King Dojo, you are a small one, and you still don't retreat?"

The black-robed man stood in place, with a respectful expression: "Big demon, little demon is here, there is something important to inform King Ming, this matter is so big, it is related to the life and death of our clan, and I hope that the big demon can do it on his behalf, little demon...... Thanksgiving!"

"Something important?"

The blue-winged man put away the wings behind him, squinted at the black-robed man, and said a little impatiently: "If you have any important matter, tell me about it first, and then I can decide whether to do it for you! Otherwise, if everyone is like you, and they want to see my king with just one sentence, where will my king be?"

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and quietly looked at the blue-winged man. After a moment, he said quietly but firmly: "Big demon, it's not that the little demon is rude, it's really the safety of my 'ominous' clan that can't be risked." In this matter, the little demon must see King Ming before he can say it!"

"Oh?"

The blue-winged man narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold: "Are you, don't believe me?"

Plop –

Under the terrifying coercion of the blue-winged man, the black-robed man bent his knees and fell to the ground suddenly.

"The little demon doesn't dare, the little demon doesn't dare to ......"

Although he said "don't dare", there was no sign of saying anything.

This kind of coercion lasted for half a quarter of an hour, and it was not until the black-robed man's back was soaked with sweat that the blue-winged man smiled coldly and put away the coercion: "Since you can't trust me, then go down the mountain, I won't embarrass you." ”

"This ......"

The blue-winged man ignored him, his wings spread, and he was about to fly away.

Suddenly, he was shocked, his movements stopped, a respectful look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his lips opened and closed, as if he was transmitting sounds.

Moment.

The blue-winged man turned around, looked at the black-robed man who was still kneeling on the ground, and said lightly, "Get up, the king wants to see you." ”

The black-robed man was stunned, his eyes were filled with ecstasy, he hurriedly stood up, and said, "Thank you, big demon, thank you, big demon." ”

"Hold on. ”

The blue-winged man admonished, grabbed him by the shoulder, lifted him and flapped his wings towards the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is a number of white Qionglou pavilions, solemn and solemn, looking at it from a distance to give people a sense of sacredness.

"When you arrive, the king is waiting for you inside. ”

After thanking him again, the black-robed man took a deep breath and strode towards the hall.

The high pavilion does not seem to be wide, but in fact, there is a lot of wealth in it. The dome is guarded by white marble columns, and a gold-veined avenue leads to the throne in the deepest part of the hall.

The figure on the throne was shrouded in a layer of golden divine light, and his face was hazy and unreal. Only the breathtaking aura that emanates from time to time can remind the black-robed man that the person in front of him is the real owner of this fairy palace.

"The little demon sees King Ming. ”

The black-robed man knelt at the foot of the stairs and shouted in his mouth.

Long.

A faint voice came from the throne: "The 'Yuehua' clan is a rare 'ominous'. ”

"If you have anything important, say it. ”

The black-robed man lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the throne, only to feel that there was a faint reassuring power on it, and he couldn't help but let down the guard in his heart, and whispered: "King Ming, what the little demon wants to say is related to the two-legged sheep clan. ”

"Since the king knows the identity of the little demon, he naturally knows that the little demon has a kind of natural supernatural power, called 'Reflecting the Heart', which can completely reflect what others think in their hearts. ”

The phantom on the throne let out a faint "um" and motioned for him to continue.

The black-robed man was encouraged, and suddenly spoke a little faster: "Some time ago, the little demon took advantage of the moonlit night to go out to forage for food and came to a farmer's house, which had a two-legged sheep named Li Xiulan. The little demon ate her with her front foot, and her younger brother Li Ergou rushed back with her back foot and collided with the little demon. To the little demon's surprise, this Li Ergou seemed to be a two-legged sheep, but when he started his hand, he had a strength no less than the second-order 'unknown'. ”

After the little demon escaped in panic, he was curious, and quietly sneaked back, using his magical powers to reflect his inner world. At this look, the little demon was taken aback, this Li Ergou was actually an acquired 'unknown'. ”

"Acquired makeover?"

Hearing this, the golden phantom on the throne became a little interested, sat up straight, and repeated softly.

The black-robed man nodded heavily, and his tone was extremely serious: "Yes, from Li Ergou's memory, the little demon learned that this person was originally a member of the 'Wuwei' of the Wu Dynasty's border army, and because he had undergone a mysterious transformation of the two-legged sheep court, he became a tiger 'unknown' while retaining the appearance and memory of the two-legged sheep, and they called themselves 'aliens'!"

"The little demon also learned that he was not the only 'alien' in the Wu Dynasty, but more than a hundred, as low as the first order and as high as the fourth order, forming an army that was forbidden by order, called the 'Demon Slayer Army', which means to slay demons and subdue demons. ”

Bang –

With that, the golden phantom suddenly stood up, stepped down from the throne, and came to the black-robed man.

"What you say is true?"

The black-robed man swore and said, "What the little demon said is true." It was precisely because he knew that this matter was very important, so the little demon rushed from Qinglin non-stop to ask to see the king. ”

"Although the little demon is soft-spoken and can't change anything, the little demon also knows that he can't let the two-legged sheep family develop like this. If food has the ability to resist, will it still be food?"

Yixi's words were unusually sincere, causing the golden phantom to stand in place, dragging his chin and thinking.

After a while, the golden phantom asked softly, "How exactly did this mysterious transformation you mentioned be transformed?"

The black-robed man shook his head and said, "The little demon doesn't know. The two-legged sheep named 'Li Ergou' has a missing piece of memory in his mind, and this missing piece is the process of his participation in the transformation. The little demon suspected that it was the two-legged sheep court that deliberately erased his memory to prevent the transformation method from leaking. ”

"Erase the memory?" the golden phantom's voice couldn't help but raise a moment, "What a big stroke!" As far as this king knows, even the Ghost Emperor doesn't have such a method. ”

"It seems that there are masters of the human race!"

Before the words fell, he seemed to think of something, his face changed, he waved his hand to summon the blue-winged man, and ordered in a hurried tone: "Go and inform Youjing to stop the delivery temporarily." ”