Although with the pardon of the great prince, the three demon clan youths still did not dare to move.

The demon clan worships the strong, and for them the power is stronger than everything, so the demon clan's obedience to the king's orders can almost be called the strongest in Daozhou, even if it is Confucianism that has always paid attention to good governance and the most powerful emperor in Daozhou, they are not qualified to compete with the demon clan in terms of high and low.

Xuanli Snake King rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "What are you doing stupidly, is it air when you are a great prince? Stand up, and kneel not to get out of the eyes of this king."

The Xuanli Snake King actually doesn't have the strength of the King Realm, at most he is only a half-step king, but everyone in the world knows that the Crane King and the Snake King are one, so her order is equivalent to the Crane King's order.

The three demon clan youths hurriedly stood up and hid at the end of the crowd, for fear of being seen by the two kings.

Seeing the appearance of these three little guys, the prisoner Niu only smiled helplessly, and then instructed Long Zhi: "Take everyone to sit, if someone is not used to it, take it to the side hall and sit."

"Yes." After the dragon rebelled to salute the prisoner cow again, he turned his head and smiled at the crowd.

Everyone was instantly aware and scattered in an instant, of course, except for the three demon clan youths, after all, in front of the elders of their "own family", they were really like pins and needles, and they couldn't be happy.

"Three, please." Long Yi nodded slightly to the three of them and left here with the three of them.

"Sister Feiyao." Chu Xinsu trotted towards Ni Qianluo, and when she was about to get to Ni Qianluo's side, she directly plunged into the middle of the two, squeezed Ni Qianxi away with one butt, hugged Ni Qianluo's arm with a smile, and said coquettishly: "Sister Feiyao, let's go to the pavilion over there to play, there should be something delicious."

Ni Qianxi, who was squeezed away, rolled his eyes, shook his head and whispered a strange yin and yang: "There should be something delicious."

For these small fights, although Ni Qianluo has a headache, but after all, Chu Xinsu is an outsider, and she is not easy to have seizures, so she can only turn a blind eye. Ni Qianluo looked around carefully, and saw that everyone was idle, so he nodded.

In fact, the pavilion is not small, except for the empty table case used to play the piano in the middle occupies a slightly larger area, the others are all around this table radiating visits, a glance swept over there are more than 40 tables, each of which also has all kinds of fruit cakes, it can be seen that it is very attentive.

Seeing someone coming, a bored lazy woman glanced up, and continued to lower her head and eat the pastry in her hand.

"I've seen my seniors." A few people asked the woman with a salute.

The lazy woman just glanced at me again and said, "Leave me alone, feel free to do so."

"Yes." Ni Qianluo gave a salute, pulled Chu Xinsu and Ni Qianluo to sit in a corner casually.

"Oh, how are these kings casual? Why is it a little different from what I've encountered before?" Chu Xinsu thought of the Crane King of the Demon Clan and this woman just now, and they all seemed to be too casual.

Ni Qianluo explained in a low voice: "Outside, they are all supreme rulers of a state, and most of them here are friends who have the same hobbies for many years, and they are not feasts, so naturally they don't need to care about anything, as for our ......" Ni Qianluo pointed in the direction of the side hall and said nothing more.

Of course, there is no need to say much, in fact, no matter how noble their background is and how experienced they are, for those kings, as long as they are not among the semi-king realms, they are no different from ants.

Of course, everyone is also a figure with a head and a face, who would be idle and have nothing to do to create a rumor about the king, besides, even if they dare to say it, how many people dare to listen, after all, the king is angry and ambushes millions of corpses.

In the pine forest, a young man who has been painting the appearance of a Confucian in Tsing Yi sketched out the last stroke, and a picture of a stunning and beautiful woman came into being, and the Confucian shirt in Tsing Yi picked up the painting and carefully compared it carefully with the beautiful woman in front of him, and then gently exhaled a breath on the portrait, the ink on the scroll dried instantly, and after doing everything, the Confucian shirt in Tsing Yi quickly rolled the scroll at will and stuffed it to the woman.

"Slave, thank you, Mr. Qinqing." The woman was born extremely bewitching and charming, and when she took the picture, she didn't forget to sneak a handful of Mr. Qinqing's fingers by the way.

At this moment, the startled Mr. Qin Qing almost didn't pick it up on the spot.

"Miss Yayun is too polite, it's okay, that, I'll leave. Over there, I seem to have seen Ziwang coming, and I need to go over and say hello to him." Mr. Qin Qing said helplessly, and then without waiting for the bewitching girl in front of him to say anything, he ran away.

"Qin Qing is really, giving portraits to others, and actually being in the mood to look at others, really." The woman, whose real name is Sun Yayun, twisted her bumpy and graceful posture and complained.

"Qin Qing even has a child, aren't you afraid that crazy woman will beat you up if you hook up with him again?" A thin man next to him said expressionlessly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, that crazy woman is now on Heqin Island, and when the time comes, there will really be trouble, and this vast sea can be beaten."

Sun Yayun Sun Yayun turned her head with disgust, she didn't even want to look at this emaciated man, waved her hand and said helplessly, "That's not that mother-in-law's luck, if I had met Qin Qing earlier, what would have happened to her."

The emaciated man let out an expressionless oh and turned to leave.

was disgusted by two men in a row, and Rao is face of the fox clan king, who was known for his charm, was a little unbearable.

It seemed that it was really a little bad to go directly, and the thin man stopped and turned around, and said to this Sun Yayun: "Actually, I also came to find a portrait of Qin Qing, you are too grinding, if you don't always twist and twist somewhere, maybe I would have been there a long time ago."

After speaking, the emaciated man sighed and left.

It's just that this sentence is here in Sun Yayun, just like a punch from a king of the Upper Thirty-Nine Realm slammed into her face, and almost a mouthful of old blood didn't spurt out.

"Ziwang, Ziwang!" Mr. Qin Qing trotted all the way straight to the prison cow and Jiang Ziwang and dared to come.

"Mr. Qinqing?" Jiang Ziwang looked at this former colleague and senior with some surprise, although he knew that Mr. Qin Qing was a famous piano idiot who continued to study the palace, but what he was really good at was the method of Danqing ink painting, and painting portraits was a must, and he didn't expect that he was the guest of the great prince of the True Dragon Clan in private.

"Ziwang, Brother Prison Cow." Hearing the response, Qin Qing ran faster.

Seeing this appearance, the imprisoned cow instantly understood, and smiled at this Jiang Ziwang, "It must be one of his confidantes who has found him again."

Jiang Ziwang carefully recalled Mr. Qin Qing's ghostly wife and shook his head, it really gives me a headache just thinking about it, good guy This guy actually dares to have a confidante in private, if he is asked to be a jealous woman to see it, even this Qin Island will have to be lifted.