Chapter 30: The World of Demon Cultivation, You Don't Understand
"Mohu, when death is on the verge of death, do you still want to die with a hard duck's mouth? The king remembered that you still have some bravery, so you don't hesitate to recruit, so why are you so ignorant of lifting? Sun Wukong made no secret of the mockery on his face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Hmph." Mo Hu snorted coldly.
"Do you really think that if you look like you're not afraid of life and death, you're a real man?" Sun Wukong suddenly asked rhetorically.
"At least better than some guys who can only scheming." Mohu scoffed.
"If you become a king or lose, if you lose, you lose. It seems that you can't afford to lose. Sun Wukong shook his head.
"Phew, who says I can't afford to lose?" As expected, Mo Hu was immediately furious by Sun Wukong.
Life and death are not terrible, but with Mohu's rigid temperament, how can he endure the slander of others?
"Not only can't we afford to lose, but there is no morality at all." Sun Wukong went further.
"You ......"
"Not only is it immoral, but it's also stupid."
"I'll kill you." In a fit of rage, Mohu's eyes were blood-red, and he roared and was about to make a move.
"Why, I was right, so I want to kill people." Sun Wukong just said a word, so that the golden knife raised by Mo Hu could not be chopped down.
"Okay, I want to hear it, how I can't afford to lose, how I have no morality, and how stupid I am?" Mo Hu, who seemed to have calmed down, exuded an extremely dangerous aura on his body.
The terrible calm before the storm.
"Aren't you stupid to just listen to the words of outsiders and take people to kill Black Wind Ridge without the slightest verification?" Sun Wukong said it decidedly.
The ink tiger didn't seem to say anything, but the strong tiger's body trembled slightly.
"Embattled, you're going to end up dead overnight, but you still have to accuse others of conspiracies, isn't this unaffordable?"
"Conspiracy and trickery are not bright, let's ...... if we have the ability" Mo Hu wanted to refute, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Sun Wukong.
"From ancient times to the present, history is always written by the victors. Now the result is that after tonight, you Qixia Ridge will no longer exist. As for the process...... It's not up to the king to say. It will only be recorded in the history books that in a certain year and month, the Mohu of Qixialing fought against Lu Jiao, the demon king of Heifengling, and was defeated. As for Ye Shi, hehe, you Mohu entangled a group of demons to design an ambush for the king, but unfortunately the king was brave and brave, and with one enemy, he killed all of you and others under the gun. ”
"Nonsense." Mo Hu was furious, and the hideous tiger head was full of green muscles, not to mention him, even Lu Jiao on the side, it was rare and a little embarrassed for Sun Wukong's nonsense.
This Nima is also shameless.
"yes, I'm talking nonsense. But others believe it, because you, who know the truth, are dead. Wild history, isn't it from our Black Wind Ridge? Sun Wukong sneered with a villainous face.
Don't give Mohu a chance to defend, the next sentence is the key to whether Mohu can be subdued in the end.
"As for saying that you are immoral, that's not nonsense at all. Mohu, do you dare to turn back? Sun Wukong pointed behind Mo Hu, his tone suddenly sharpened, and he asked.
"What...... Mo Hu, who turned back ...... not , did not say the word "dare" in the end.
Just because, looking back, he saw the faces of hundreds of brothers and sons who got along day and night, or frightened, or expectant, or looked at death as home.
Mo Hu forgot, no, to be exact, he didn't dare to think of these sons and daughters of Qixialing standing behind him.
For many years, since he became the king in Qixialing, most of the brothers here have followed left and right, fighting in the north and south, some are dead, and some are still alive......
Think about the good old days, when big guys ate meat in large chunks and drank wine in big bowls. There are also the passionate years on the battlefield, standing back to back, just to protect the opponent's back......
A touch of warmth flooded the corners of the tiger's eyes.
In today's situation, it is no wonder that the monkey is insidious and cunning, and it is more because of his own stupidity.
And now, do you want these sons and daughters who depend on each other for life and death to give away their lives because of their stubbornness?
If there is no surrender from Lu Jiao, everyone will die, and the horse leather shroud is only a pity at most.
But if it's because of his stubbornness, these sons and daughters die for no reason, then ...... Isn't the self-proclaimed morality of the past a fart?
"It's amazing." Looking at Mohu, who was uncertain because of his wavering mind, Zhan Yibai couldn't help but scream in his heart.
This Monkey King is really worthy of the myth of the demon clan, this heart-wrenching word is simply ......
Thinking of this, Zhan Yibai was frightened, and his expression was quite complicated and glanced at the triumphant Lu Jiao on the Beast Skin Throne.
Mo Hu may indeed be a little stupid, but how good is this land corner?
Not to mention Sun Wukong's status in the past, but the wisdom he shows today, how can he be willing to be subordinate.
"Let them go, I, Mohu, want to kill them, and I will dispose of them at your disposal." At this time, Mo Hu seemed to have been drained of his strength, and in the middle of the moment, the golden knife in his hand had already come out of his hand and fell to the ground.
"Mohu, you still haven't recognized the situation. Are you still qualified to bargain with the king? Sun Wukong sneered, and even deliberately let go of half of his body, revealing the land horns on the beast skin throne.
This silent sycophant can be said to be the itch in the middle of the land corner, especially when he felt Mo Hu's pleading gaze, the whole person was even more refreshed.
Nima's ink tiger, you also have today, haha.
If he hadn't discussed it with the military advisor, he would really be unable to help but look up to the sky and laugh now.
"What the hell are you going to do?" Although Mohu gritted his teeth with hatred, he still endured the humiliation.
"It's simple. From now on, the entire Qixialing will be subjugated to the king. ”
Although he knew that this would be the answer, Mo Hu couldn't help but struggle violently.
Sun Wukong did not continue to pressure this time, but gave Mohu plenty of time to think about it.
Sure enough, after a long time, Mohu succumbed.
"Okay, from now on, I'm Mohu is Lu Jiao...... The king's horse is gone. I have one condition, though. ”
"Say." This time, without waiting for Sun Wukong to speak, Lu Jiao, who was very happy, hurriedly spoke.
"Please be kind to my sons. In the future, but there is a conquest, if the king wants to make these sons and daughters cannon fodder, I Mohu will never agree. "The exhausted Mohu, even if he gave in, still maintained the last bit of integrity.
"Haha, don't worry. Brother Mohu, from today on, you are the second leader of my Black Wind Ridge, and in addition to this king and the military advisor, your status is the highest. As for you, I will break them up into various squads, so that my brother will not suspect that this king is using them as cannon fodder. Lu Jiao's order was overjoyed.
Of course, scattering the many little demons in Qixia Ridge and inserting them into the various squads of Black Wind Ridge is not only for the sake of An Mohu's heart, but more importantly, it is also to restrict him.
According to Sun Wukong's advice to Lu Jiao, these little demons in Qixialing are the key to mastering Mohu, and with their drag, Mohu will not dare to rebel out of morality. After breaking it up, the ink tiger will be hollowed out.
lost his own descendants, even if Mohu intended to rebel in the future, he was simply powerless, and he could no longer make any waves.
With such a clever means of controlling, it is no wonder that when Sun Wukong whispered to Lu Jiao before, he would applaud.
When all the dust settled, the original tense atmosphere of the entire hall suddenly took a huge reversal, and I don't know if I had expected this result for a long time.
Looking at the smoky miasma filled with the smell of wine and the hustle and bustle of the hall, Rao is Zhan Yibai was prepared, but it was still difficult to accept it for a while.
Look at the big rat on the side, where is there still the cowardice that almost peed his pants before, and at this time he was hooking up with a few little demons of the Black Wind Ridge to fight for wine.
"This is the world of demon cultivation, and it will slowly become strange in the future." Just when Zhan Yibai was stunned, a rather vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in his ears.