Chapter 62

Demon Realm

The imperial city was lively and peaceful, and the people knelt down in the middle of the road, offering offerings to express their hearts and celebrate the Demon Lord's exit. They didn't know that Leng Yue was in the world, but they said that she had been in retreat for several months.

Leng Yue lowered her eyes and looked at her people. They surrendered respectfully, but she only felt stunned.

Yama stood beside her, as if he had guessed what she was thinking, and asked in a loud voice, "The lord of a clan, who has been worshiped by his people and enjoys prosperity, why is he reluctant to give up on that human being?" ”

The expected king's wrath did not come, and the voice that answered him was very soft, so soft that it did not seem to come from Leng Yue's mouth, and she did not even call herself "Lonely".

"My people, honor me, fear me, fear me, for thousands of years. He alone has come to love me. ”

That's why she's reluctant. Because only in front of him, she is Leng Yue, not the demon lord.

Yama's lips moved, but he couldn't speak. In the end, he was confined to the status of a courtier, and could not confide in the monarch.

He probably knew where the human had won.

"Twilight Snow proposed to Gu yesterday that she invite a hundred nobles to the palace on the grounds of celebrating her exit. Alone, go and arrange the banquet, Twilight has already prepared a list of dignitaries. ”

Leng Yue's words changed, and he returned to the arrogance of monopolizing power in the past, and he could not give orders without a beak. Fang Cai's gentleness for a moment seemed to be just an illusion of Yama's distraction, so he quickly collected his mind and responded in a low voice.

As the Demon Lord's henchman, he understands the importance of this banquet. There are rumors among the nobles that the demon lord's blood is impure, and the words of people are terrifying, and Leng Yue can't sit idly by. Inviting them into the temple was a warning and deterrent.

Since she Leng Yue is still sitting on the throne, as subjects, they should weigh and weigh: what can be said and what cannot be said.

On the day of the banquet, Leng Yue found a reason to let Mu Jiuyuan stay in the room. She doesn't know the details yet, so she has to be on guard.

There was nothing to be wrong with this banquet, and she had to settle the existence of the factor.

Leng Yue looked at herself in the mirror for the last time. Her slender waist is framed by a dark dress, and her long hair is tied up in a bun without exaggerated embellishments. It already has the appearance of the world, and excessive embellishment will only look cumbersome. The silver ring necklace was hidden under the placket, Leng Yue adjusted the bone ring on his hand slightly, and walked towards the hall.

Fortunately, her skin is cold and white, and she rarely has blood on weekdays, so she will not let others see that she is weak now.

Leng Yue walked into the hall and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. The nobles with their own hearts bowed down and saluted, all wearing the mask of hypocrisy of loyalty.

"Welcome my lord out of the customs."

Leng Yue walked straight to the high position on the steps, unintentionally looking at those identical flattering faces, and the four demon generals were scattered around her.

The Demon and the Hammer, as the leaders of the mob who accepted the recruitment, were also invited to the banquet.

Su Yuan was woken up by a kick in the abdomen, and he opened his eyes gasping for breath, but he still saw a dark color. After a brief moment of panic, he realized that there was an inky wall in front of him.

Slightly deflected his gaze, and met a pair of dark purple eyes, staring at him condescendingly.

Although the eyebrows and eyes resemble Leng Yue, the undisguised malice revealed in them is terrifying.

Seeing that Su Yuan was awake, the man pretended to nod at him, as if he was worried that he would not be able to figure out the current situation, and explained to him "kindly", "I changed my skin, I guess you won't recognize it." I am Ziyi, Ziyi, Leng Yue's half-brother. ”

"Look at your dazed look, tsk, it seems that my good sister didn't tell you at all, it really made things a lot less interesting." Ziyi seemed to be quite distressed, but then he clapped his hands violently, revealing a standard and kind smile, but his eyes were a little ruthless.

"If we don't mention the past, it won't prevent us from watching a good show next."

Su Yuan held on to the wall and reluctantly stood up, only to feel that his body was extremely weak and he couldn't exert his strength at all.

Seeing this, Ziyi added indifferently, "The weak body of human beings inhales the miasma of the demon world, which will cause weakness in the limbs and trance, and after a long time, it will be eroded into internal organs and lose its lifespan." ”

"But it doesn't hurt, you don't need to live that long."

Ziyi waved his hand slightly, and an invisible curtain seemed to be removed in front of him, and the staggered banquet came into view. Su Yuan looked from afar, and saw the woman in the high position at a glance.

She doesn't use powder, and she is already better than all the colors in the world.

Everyone was bowing their heads, and no one dared to look directly at her face.

So only Su Yuan saw it, and there was a slight boredom and fatigue in her expression.

Ziyi crossed her arms and looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on Leng Yue, and sneered lightly, "She and I are both bloodlines of the Demon Ancestor, and the demonic qi belongs to the same origin, it is normal for others not to notice the difference, but she is also unaware of my existence." ”

"It seems that the Venerable Demon Lord Leng Yue's recent state is really bad to the extreme."

Leng Yue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and in an instant she had a ridiculous illusion, as if Su Yuan was also here, watching her.

But how is it possible, this is the Demon Realm, and it is difficult for humans to even survive here. Leng Yue quickly dispelled his ridiculous thoughts.

Her eyes swept over the powerful below, and she quickly suppressed the inexplicable throbbing of her heart and concentrated on the scene in front of her.

"A few days ago, the matter of solitary retreat seemed to make you and others quite concerned, and even set up another demon lord. During the solitary retreat, the demon general Harness disturbed the court and coveted the throne, and has now been executed. ”

"The mob accepted the beckon, pardoned their guilt, and allowed them to be free."

"My lord is kind!" There was a voice of flattery from below, and then the nobles chimed in. She sneered, and the hall fell silent again.

"This sentence of kindness can not be taken by loneliness." Leng Yue's words changed, and his tone became cold.

"But even the lonely and bloodthirsty, in defiance of the rules of the race, rise up and kill...... As long as Lone remains on this throne for a day, whether he is wise or not, he can only bow down and suffer without saying a word. ”

There was silence in the hall.

Everyone here is smart, how could she not hear Leng Yue's warning, she didn't even bother to respond to those rumors about her bloodline - as long as she was the demon lord for a day, even if her bloodline was not pure, her power and status could not be shaken by anyone.

Despite his reluctance, no nobleman dared to put his beak in his head. The demon lord is absolutely powerful against them, and they all know it.

Leng Yue's mouth was filled with sticky bloody gas again, the purpose of shock had been achieved, she just wanted to leave the focus of her gaze quickly.

Feeling unwell came from time to time, and she was worried that she would be seen.

"That's all for the lonely words, let's have a table."

Twilight Xue poured a glass of six-point full wine, walked to Leng Yue's left, and respectfully served it with both hands. According to the custom of the demon world, the host drinks the first sip of wine at the banquet to open the feast.

Twilight Xue stood very close, and could clearly see that although Leng Yue's lips and teeth had touched the wall of the cup, she had not yet drunk the wine.

Because she was also from the Colosseum, Twilight knew that this little habit was to prevent people from drugged the drink. It's just that it used to take five minutes, but now Leng Yue only needs to pause for two seconds to complete the investigation.

But in just two seconds, it was the time when Leng Yue was the least vigilant about the surroundings.

The demonic qi condensed into substance in an instant, turned into a dagger, and in the process of piercing into the flesh, there was a sluggish sense of resistance.

Su Yuan looked at the sudden changes on the high platform, and his heartbeat seemed to have stagnated.

There was no trace of blood smudged in the dark costume, only a silver tip of the knife, penetrating the flesh and blood, emerging from the heart.

Leng Yue showed a hint of stunnedness.

Ziyi suddenly burst out into laughter, which was extremely abrupt in the dead silence hall, but only Su Yuan could hear it.

"It's a dagger condensed by my demonic energy, and it's one of the few weapons that can seriously injure her, because her self-healing ability won't be useful."

"The chess pieces I buried deep in my life have finally worked, and in one fell swoop, the invincible demon lord fell directly from the throne......"