Like the main city of Chaos Demon City, on a floating island in the Hanging City, there is also a Tianxiang Pavilion Restaurant, and on the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion at this time, many people are enjoying food.

There were three young men sitting at a table, and one of them said, "The Council of Elders has been in session for most of the day, and I don't know what is going on inside?"

"What else, of course, the kid surnamed was exposed by the elders that night, put in prison, and waited to be beheaded!" said a young man in white with a proud gaze.

"Brother Hongliang is right, you have too much heart, a hairy boy, what kind of wind and waves can you stir up!" a woman also said to the young man who spoke first.

"You're so sure, I think the Ink Tribulation will be safe and sound. On the table on the other side, a woman with three pairs of wings on her back suddenly spoke.

"I also think Brother Mo can be fine. A golden-robed man beside her spoke.

"Young Master Mo will definitely be fine. A woman in green clothes said firmly.

Listening to their words, the three people who spoke just now laughed, and the man in white, Hong Liang, laughed: "Yu Huanan, Jin Qikun, Qingping, the three of you are still quite confident!"

Tu Meimei, a woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, even buttoned a big hat: "The wind is strong and you are not afraid to flash your tongue, listen to your words, could it be that you are also the same party of the boy surnamed that night, and you want to defy the general trend?"

Hearing Tu Meimei's words, whether it was out of wanting to please the descendants of the vulture clan, or loyalty to the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, or for some other reason, many people cast unkind eyes.

"What a general trend!" A loud shout suddenly sounded, and the three of Hongliang were taken aback, looking around for the source of the sound, and finally locked a teenager at the table in front of the window.

The young man, dressed in a white scribe's robe and carrying a rusty iron broadsword on his back, looked intently at a book of illustrated books of the Four Directions, with a chuckle on his face, his eyebrows raised, and a faint evil aura between his eyebrows.

"Who are you?" Although there seemed to be no problem, her intuition told Tu Meili that it was this young man who opened her mouth just now, and she shouted angrily.

The young man put away the book he was reading, looked at Tu Meimei, swept her from head to toe, his eyes stayed on the concave and convex places for a long time, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile: "Yo, this beauty is in really good shape, it should be caused by regular exercise!"

A serious word came out of his mouth, but the taste completely changed, Tu Meili was furious, and was openly teased by a teenager here, she was about to reprimand angrily, but the young man spoke again: "It doesn't matter who I am, it's just that I can't get used to cats and dogs bullying people." ”

"What a boldness, what kind of person are you, dare to speak wildly here!" Hongliang laughed instead of being angry.

"You idiots are so bad at ear, does it matter who I am, if you want to fight, hurry up, grandpa, I'm still in a hurry!" the young man laughed shamefully, and said domineeringly.

Hongliang's eyes were cold, and he was about to say something, but suddenly saw a shadow flash outside the window.

Before he could react, another beam of fire shot out, and the hot breath between heaven and earth rose, directly killing the old woman in the air, and there were no bones left, followed by another old voice......

"The elders of the Condor Clan and the Honghu Clan colluded with the God and Demon Dynasty to betray the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, and they have been exterminated, and the two clans have been expelled from the Ten Heavenly Stem Clans, and the Council of Elders has been suspended, and the rest of the traitors have been eliminated, and it will be reopened in two months. ”

When the voice fell, Hongliang and Tu Meimei's faces were like ashes, they sat down on the ground, and murmured numbly: "Impossible, this can't be ......" But no matter what they did, no one bothered with them anymore, and even the other person who was at the table with him hurriedly left, leaving nothing to do with them.

There were too many meanings in the sentence just now, and the three of Qingping clapped their hands happily in celebration, remembering the young man who had just spoken out to help, and was about to thank him, but saw that there was no one in his place, and he had long since disappeared.

Several people had to leave separately, Qingping also rushed to report the good news to Danchen, as for Hongliang and Tu Meimei, they were taken away by a team of guards who arrived soon.

On the nameless island, the storyteller was spitting and flying, and when he heard this sound, he immediately stopped, and the sound of the fan falling on the ground woke him up, and he didn't care about everyone's different eyes, and even confiscated things, so he flapped his wings and left.

A red light appeared, and a soldier in fiery red armor was in front of him, and said in an indifferent voice: "Come with me!"

Mr. Storyteller turned around and fled, but the soldier punched him directly in the back, Mr. Storyteller screamed, and the cultivation was abolished, like a dead dog, and was carried away by the soldier with one foot. Seeing this scene, Dieli in the crowd broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly dispersed with the chaotic crowd.

In the Hanging Domain, in a house of the Dan Bird Clan, the news had just spread, and Dan Chen, who was locked in the room, didn't know anything, there were two lines of clear tear stains on her delicate little face, a pair of big watery eyes were red and swollen, and her face was haggard, she looked like she had just cried, and she muttered in a choked voice: "Mo Zheng, you don't want to have anything to do......"

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, and a nice female voice came in: "Danchen, are you inside?"

As soon as he heard this voice, Dan Chen immediately became excited, and hurriedly knocked on the door and asked, "Qingping, is it you?

Saying that, she sobbed worriedly, Qingping outside the door was anxious, and hurriedly said: "Danchen, don't worry, don't worry, Mo Gongzi, he is fine." ”

"Really? Are you telling the truth?" Dan Chen was pleasantly surprised, and then became sad again: "You won't deliberately coax me to deceive me into being happy, right? If he is really fine, why does Dad refuse to let me out?"

"It's absolutely true, Uncle Danhuang is still dealing with things, and he will let you out soon, I promise!" Qingping swore solemnly.

"Great!" Dan Chen burst into tears and shouted in surprise, his face filled with a happy smile.

In the course of more than a month, the Heavenly Demon Kingdom was reorganized, and many people from the Vulture and Honghu clans who participated in colluding with the God and Demon Dynasty were arrested. The heavier plot was directly beheaded on the demon slaying platform, thousands of demon clans became decapitated ghosts, and the demon slaying platform of the Heavenly Demon Country was bloodied for a while, and the smell of blood dissipated for a long time.

The less serious case is that he was punished to serve in the Heavenly Mine and mine for eternity, and those who did not know were also implicated, revoked all their identities and treatment in the Heavenly Demon Country, and were also expelled from the country.

As for the location of the two clans, after careful consideration and trial, the Yan Clan, the first-class top race in the territory of the Demon Country, and the Tianma Clan, the first-class top race close to the Heavenly Demon Country, were replaced every day.

The rumors about Yeyang in the outside world were also self-defeating, Danchen was also released by Danhuang, saw Yeyang, hugged him and cried, and the turmoil in the Heavenly Demon Kingdom gradually subsided.

In the Cold Iceland Ice Palace, a group of Tiangang elders and elders knelt on the ground, while Feng Hanchuan was sitting on a high platform, although his face was calm, but from the unstable cold current around him, it was not difficult to see the anger in the old man's heart.

A Feng Hanchuan's favorite exquisite porcelain teacup was pinched into powder by him, and his hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall: "Night surname Xiao'er, I will kill you!"