After the voice sounded, something wonderful happened.

The oppression in the air suddenly vanished.

The young officer, Mo Shinobi, only felt that the blood veins in his body seemed to be starting to flow smoothly again.

The generals who were silent all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the seat on one side, a lazy figure holding his chin with one hand sat crookedly, as if watching the excitement, a fat-faced young man who was not good-looking, who looked to be in his twenties, with a strange smile on his chubby face, as if he didn't care about anything.

This chubby young man was the first demon prince black quail that Ling Xiao encountered when he first entered the extraterritorial Tianguan trial.

"I forgot to tell you, I ordered me not to slaughter the city in the sky. ”

The fat-faced prince black quail gently picked up the brocade silk that was half stained by the sudden dripping thick ink on the case, squinted slightly, and a trace of sharp essence slipped under his eyes.

When the violent prince black scandal said, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his gaze immediately turned to the fat-faced prince black quail.

"What? It's your order, why? If you just ordered the slaughter of the city and killed these lowly people cleanly, it wouldn't be as troublesome as it is today.

Now that Flowing Wind City has fallen back into the hands of the human race, the Demon Sky has died in battle, and the Demon Infant Twin Holy Sons have also turned into ashes, chickens and eggs have been beaten, and it has become such a mess, who will pay this responsibility"

The violent prince said in an ugly tone.

As soon as these words came out, the demon generals behind the violent prince Hei Ugly seemed to be told their hearts, and their eyes also showed doubts and forbearance.

The fat-faced prince black quail raised his eyes lightly to look at the black ugly.

His lips twitched slightly, as if to say something.

But when he looked around and saw the looks of the generals around him, all of a sudden, he lost what he could say.

A faint smile with a hint of pity in his helplessness was fleeting on the face of the fat-faced prince black quail, and he said lazily: "Well, your question, you asked it well, listen well, I will give you the answer seriously: then I will bear it, what's the big deal, hahaha, are you satisfied with this answer?"

After finishing speaking, the fat-faced prince black quail closed his eyes comfortably, cocked Erlang's legs, and no longer paid attention to the violent prince black ugly and others.

"You..."

The violent prince black ugly looked at the cranky look of the fat-faced prince black quail, and his heart was furious, and he was about to make a big deal right now.

But in the next moment, a trace of reason made him hold back.

Although they are both demon princes, not all princes have the same status.

Although he is older and more famous among the demons, in terms of status, he is inferior to this young black ugly, just because of one reason - bloodline.

Although the fat-faced prince black quail is young, the blood flowing in his body is more pure and pure, closer to the ancient ancestors of the demon race, with seventy percent of the original bloodline, while the blood in the body of the violent prince black ugly is less than thirty percent of the original blood.

The concentration of the primordial blood determines the height that the demon can reach.

A young demon like the fat-faced prince Black Quail, although his qualifications are very shallow, his bloodline is destined to have huge capital and status as soon as he is born.

In the early years, the violent prince black ugly could also use his qualifications, youth and strength to slightly suppress the fat-faced prince black quail, but in recent years, as the strength of the black quail has increased by leaps and bounds, and the bloodline has continued to exert its power, among the entire demon clan, the status has risen sharply.

Especially after the black quail's brother, who is known as the brother with the purest blood in history, was defeated in a battle with the blood vine in the Tianguan trial, and was finally killed by the disciples of the Taixian Sect, the status of the black quail was even more crazy.

Now, the violent prince has no way to take the fat-faced prince black quail.

His face changed instantly, and in the end, the violent prince could only grit his teeth, suppress the anger in his heart, and said stupidly: "Hmph, we'll see." When this is done, return to the clan and see how you explain to the patriarchs and the council of elders. ”

The fat-faced prince shrugged and did not speak.

The anger in the heart of the violent prince was about to explode.

He turned around suddenly, set his gaze on the Flowing Wind City in the distance, and sneered: "The lives of the Demon Heaven and Demon Infant Twin Holy Sons will not be wasted in vain, I must let these damn Terran scumbags repay a thousand times over." ”

After speaking, he looked at the demon general who was kneeling on the ground, and shouted categorically: "Follow me on the expedition to the Stratoflow Wind City, slaughter the whole city, and leave no one alive!"

When the demon powerhouses heard this, they all had eager expressions, and there was a cruel and fierce light in their eyes.

The violent prince black ugly looked at everyone's expressions with satisfaction, nodded with satisfaction, and demonstratively glanced at the fat-faced prince black quail who was as steady as Mount Tai, snorted lightly, flicked his cloak, and walked out of the camp majestically.

The other powerhouses followed suit and left the tent.

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

Except for the fat-faced prince black quail, only the young officer Monin was left in the tent.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet and silent.

With a worried look on his face, the demon ninja frowned and said, "My lord!"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the fat-faced prince black quail waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, it's okay to let them go, the battle of Flowing Wind City the day before yesterday, you did a good job, and you have retained the strength of the Demon Heaven Camp to the greatest extent." ”

A look of gratitude appeared on the face of the demon ninja, and then he sighed and said, "The adults are very hard, but they don't understand, and they still question the adults so much. ”

He knew in his heart that the reason why the black quail ordered not to slaughter the city was because it had a more far-reaching plan.

Anyone with a little brain will understand that if you want to change the status quo of the demon race, it is impossible to last long only by brutally suppressing the slaughter.

Although the innate strength of the demon race is incomparable, the strength is strong, and it is much easier to cultivate than the human race, but although the total number of demon races is quite large, and most of them are low-level monsters, the number of high-level demons who really have spiritual intelligence is very small, and the fecundity of high-level demons is very low, on the other hand, the human race, although congenitally weak, but the spiritual intelligence of the human race is innate side by side with the high-level demons, not to mention the terrible fecundity of the human race.

If you want to develop the entire demon clan and get the entire clan out of the primitive state of drinking blood, it is difficult to rely on the strength of the few high-level demons of the demon race.

But if the Terrans can be used, such a large group will be a big help.

Although the demon ninja is a demon, sometimes he has to admire the wisdom of the human race, and ordinary human beings can make exquisite mechanisms, instruments, and tools, and if they can popularize these wisdom crystals of the human race to the demon race, they will be of great help.

Among the entire demon race, this fat-faced prince can be regarded as the first person in hundreds of years to truly realize this and have the ability to change.

But even with his princely dignity, it is still very difficult to completely change the demon race.

Over the years, His Royal Highness Prince Black Quail has not known how many obstacles he has encountered.

He looked at His Royal Highness the Prince in front of him, who seemed to be cynical, and he had a thousand thoughts in his heart, and many words were unspeakable for a while.