495 Demon King Palace
With the existence of the demon slayer, the incident can only be gradually smoothed out, and it is impossible to ferment and brew. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
This incident was the same, it was treated as an earthquake event, and no one came forward to question why the only area that was destroyed was the school and its surrounding area.
There are types of earthquakes that release energy in a targeted manner in seismology, but the scope cannot be confined to such a small area...... What's more, the scars left on the ground don't look like they were caused by an earthquake at all......
Being able to point out the deer as a horse to public opinion can show the strength of Kunwu Mountain.
It's just that the demon slayers ignore one point.
Standing on the roof of his small building, Mu Qian looked at the town not far away, and some thoughts came to his heart.
Isn't it a pure waste of resources for demon slayers to detach themselves from the support of ordinary human beings, and in turn spend huge energy and material resources to deceive the worldview of ordinary people?
Is it true that the demon world doesn't dare to fight?
The demon world has not had a large-scale conflict with the human main plane in the past thousand years, isn't it because he, the demon king, has not been closed and has not given the order to attack.
But don't forget, as he leaves the Demon Realm, the power center of the Demon Realm will inevitably gradually fall into the hands of other powerful demons......
At that time, what will happen in the end, Mu Qian is completely unpredictable.
War?
Or rather, slaughter is more appropriate.
"Xiao Qian?" Zhen's father shouted downstairs, "Come down and eat." ”
"Oh, here," Mu Qian quickly turned over and jumped back to his bedroom window, although Zhen's father already knew that his son was extraordinary, he still couldn't help but be worried.
Grandma and Zhen's mother had already prepared dinner, and although the atmosphere at home was a little dreary due to the disaster in the town, they still cheered up to entertain the colleague who had come back with Zhen's father to help.
Zhen's father's donation will be sent to the local person in charge tomorrow, which is a publicity project of their company, and the reason why two people are needed is because one is responsible for handing over and the other is responsible for taking pictures.
After dinner, everyone wanted to rest early.
Zhen's father and his colleagues slept in the master bedroom, Zhen's mother went to Xiaoling's room, Mu Qian took the initiative to ask to sleep on the sofa, and grandma was an elder who could naturally be alone in a room.
As for the aunt who was forgotten in Caicheng...... I called her before and told her that there was nothing at home, and my aunt began to be busy with online fundraising, but she was also enthusiastic.
Mu Qian naturally dropped the afternoon class, and I don't know how gloomy Ren Ying felt when she received a call from Mu Qian to help Mu Qian and Song Shijing ask for leave......
Probably cursing, Mu Qian sneezed for a long time.
At half past nine in the evening, Mu Qian lay down on the sofa in his bedroom early, and from time to time there were trucks passing by outside, and the sound of truck engines was heard after the lights were diffused.
Back and forth, making it difficult to sleep.
"Brother," Xiao Ling probed his brain on the stairs.
Mu Qian sat up, Xiao Ling ran over with a towel, ran to the sofa on the side, and said with a smile: "Mom is asleep." ”
Mu Qian: That's why you ran down in your pajamas?
"Don't mess around, there are still outsiders at home," Mu Qian pointed to the bedroom where Zhen's father and Zhen's father's colleagues were.
Xiao Ling blinked: "Brother, are you jealous?"
"What kind of jealousy!" Mu Qian reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't make trouble obediently, go back quickly." ”
"Got it, long-winded. Xiao Ling pouted and complained, but she was also very self-loving, and of course she refused to risk letting people see her without underwear.
Who will wear underwear in pajamas at home......
Mu Qian grimaced at the staircase, Xiao Ling walked upstairs gently, and soon returned to Zhen's mother, squeezing her on her small bed with Zhen's mother.
"Scolded?" Zhen's mother didn't open her eyelids, and asked with a smile.
Xiao Ling turned her back to her mother and didn't say anything for a long time.
Looking closely, you can see that the corners of Xiao Ling's eyes are a little moist, and the body lying there is trembling slightly......
She's just a girl in her third year of junior high school, and there's a lot she doesn't understand, so why do you have to let her see those and bear them?
The campus that used to be full of laughter and laughter suddenly collapsed;
Those boys and girls who pass by with me every day and have a bright smile, but I don't know how many of them will never see again......
The fear in Xiao Ling's heart could only be alleviated by Mu Qian's side, so Zhen's mother did not stop Xiao Ling from slipping away just now.
"Mom, I'll sleep first......" Xiao Ling said softly.
It's just that her closed eyes shook slightly, where could she sleep peacefully.
Zhen's mother raised her hand and gently brushed Xiao Ling's forehead, the mother and daughter warmed each other at night, and they always felt a little less secure.
In the living room, Mu Qian pillowed his arm, looked through the barrier between the ceiling and the wall, and saw the scene that happened on the small spiritual bed, and could only shake his head and slowly close his eyes.
With this level of fear, Xiao Ling should be able to overcome it.
Because she is the sister of the strongest demon king, the greatest fear in the world has always been deeply dependent on her......
……
The demon world, an abyss that is dim and ignorant, is regarded as a holy place by countless monsters.
There was a huge palace at the bottom of the abyss, and the whole palace seemed to be carved out of a huge head, more than a kilometer in diameter, suspended at the bottom of the abyss.
Below is an endless stream of white bones, surrounded by military camps, with countless holes in the cliffs on both sides, and many powerful monsters sleeping and awake inside.
The Demon King's Palace, the power hub of the demon world, the unbroken palace of the demon king.
There are dozens of thick iron chains under the Demon King Palace, and these iron chains seem to be to fix the Demon King Palace, so as not to let the head of the Demon King Hall fly into the sky.
At this time, in the Demon King Palace, there are figures coming in and out, as if they are busy with something.
In the depths of the Demon King's Palace, the council chamber.
Most of the twelve demon generals who served the demon king of this generation had gathered, and they were sitting around a round table, constantly arguing about something.
Among these demon generals, most of them are demons in the image of old men, and most of them appear in human form - this is more space-saving.
"Now that we know that the king is on the human plane, then we should welcome the king's return immediately!"
"Yes, mankind must have used despicable means again!" said an old woman, whose eyes were full of tears, "it must be that damn beauty ploy again, to make our king linger, so as to achieve their unspeakable and despicable purpose of being the lord of mankind!"
"War! We need a war!"
There's a minotaur who will slam the table.
"Be quiet," the old man in the center spoke, and the voices of the fellows disappeared immediately.
Obviously, there is more respect for power here.
"Back then, the six major plane forces joined forces to attack the demon realm, and the king chose to defuse the pressure they gave them with minimal losses, which was an extremely clever strategy. The old man said, "The king may have other plans when he enters the human main plane. ”
"What are you going to do? Ladies and gentlemen, are you familiar with the king?"
The old man was also a little silent.
A young demon general sitting at the end of the throne stood up, "For us, the king is a legendary figure who lives in legends. The king was coerced by external forces at the beginning, and if we didn't make a move, we didn't make a move, maybe that's why the king gave up on us. ”
"Give up, how could the king give up on us, the king is invincible, he may just be tired of ......"
As he spoke, the demon generals shut their mouths one by one.
There was silence for a while, and I don't know who said something, these demon generals nodded their heads, thinking about something.
"No matter what, the demon world can't live without the existence of a king. We may have to do something. ”