Chapter 37: The Devil's Blue Butterfly (Part II)
The Demon World is vast, the Demon City has long been open to the outside world, the Demon City is the headquarters of the Demon World, not the entire Demon World, the Terran Demon Race has business contacts from time to time, but it is only between a few open cities, after all, the two races have had a war.
Gold, silver and copper are rare minerals in the world, so they are recognized, unified standards, and can be circulated.
It also belongs to the Shenzhou Continent, and if any clan wants to build a car behind closed doors, it will be eliminated by the times, lost in the historical trend, or even disappear.
The two ethnic groups have three chapters of the law to protect the safety of the people between the two ethnic groups, and no one dares to go too far, after all, there will be progress only if there is communication, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses. The demons of the demon world came to the human race to break the law, and the human race has the right to deal with it according to its own law, and the same is true for the demon race.
The human race, the demon race, and even the entire Shenzhou continent are rivers and lakes.
What is Jianghu?
If there are grievances, there will be rivers and lakes, and later all ethnic groups seem to have acquiesced to an unwritten rule: the rivers and lakes are the cause of the rivers and lakes.
Although there are more or less grievances between various ethnic groups, they generally do not easily start wars, so the grievances between races and races are a big matter, and they no longer belong to the affairs of the rivers and lakes.
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Zhang Siyu clenched the iron sword in his hand, stared coldly at the ghost bat king in front of him, he raised the sword high, and said in a cold tone: "Do you really recognize this sword?"
The Ghost Bat King stared at the iron sword raised high in Zhang Siyu's hand, at this time the moon quietly jumped out of the dark clouds, and the whole street was no longer so dark, but it was still deserted, only two or three lights were not extinguished, fortunately, there were no unsuspecting pedestrians on the street at this time, otherwise the Ghost Bat King and others would see where they would be spared.
In the hazy moonlight, the silver-white iron sword in the shape of a dragon shone brightly, the sword was four feet seven inches long, this was a sword with brilliance, a sword with a story.
As soon as he saw this sword being raised, the dark face of the Ghost Bat King immediately became solemn, thoughtful, his eyes were red and bright, and he said:
"Of course I recognize this sword, this sword is called 'Fengyue', although it is not a divine weapon, in the past, Zhang Qingfeng walked the rivers and lakes with this sword, and fought all over the world invincible. Back then, the 100,000 army of our Demon Realm attacked the Terrans, and Zhang Qingfeng drove this sword to rampage through the Demon Demon City, and no one could stop him.
In the past, the Holy Emperor duel with him in front of the Great Compassion Cliff, and the two masters fought for three days and three nights without winning or losing, and finally Zhang Qingfeng was slightly better than the Holy Emperor of our clan, but Zhang Qingfeng was also beaten down by the Demon Great Compassion of the Holy Emperor of our clan.
Since then, the 'Fengyue' Iron Sword and Zhang Qingfeng have disappeared, and the demon world believes that Zhang Qingfeng's bones have disappeared after falling from the Great Compassion Cliff, and there is no possibility of survival, but there are rumors among the human race that he was seriously injured and lived in seclusion in the mountains, no longer asking about the world. ”
When the Ghost Bat King talked about Zhang Qingfeng's solo attack on the Demon Dynasty and the decisive battle against the former Demon Emperor, he was so excited that he seemed to remember the scene of the past, and it can be seen that the battle in the past was shocking and earth-shattering.
"Were you an eyewitness?" the boy asked.
"Yes, I was fortunate enough to see that epic battle in front of the Great Compassion Cliff. "The Ghost Bat King said.
There was a different color in the boy's eyes, but in a fleeting moment, his eyes became more determined and confident.
The Ghost Bat King was also looking at him at this time, as if he was looking at something, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets of the young man in front of him, and the young man was a little embarrassed to be looked at.
The Ghost Bat King's heart moved, and after a closer look, he found that the young man in front of him was a bit like the lonely swordsman who broke into the Demon City alone, how could this make him not be surprised?
The Ghost Bat King asked tentatively, "How can Zhang Qingfeng's Fengyue Iron Sword be in your hands? Could it be that you are Zhang Qingfeng's son?"
The Ghost Bat King guessed, but he was not very sure, because falling from the Great Sorrow Cliff was certain to die, it was a Demon Cliff, not an ordinary cliff, Zhang Qingfeng was subjected to the Demon Compassion back then, and he fell straight into the Valley of Devouring People under serious injuries and had no chance of surviving.
I only heard Zhang Siyu say: "Yes, Zhang Qingfeng is my father!" He said sonorously, loudly, confidently with a little pride.
When the Ghost Bat King heard this, his body was shocked, and he thought: "I can't imagine that Zhang Qingfeng is still alive in the world, and he actually fell to the bottom of the Great Compassion Cliff and did not die, and there is such a son." ”
Facing Zhang Siyu, the voice of the Ghost Bat King became surprised, the news that Zhang Qingfeng was still alive was too shocking, and the Ghost Bat King pointed at the young man and said, "You...... Are you really Zhang Qingfeng's son?"
Zhang Siyu said categorically: "Yes!"
The Ghost Bat King said, "That...... So Zhang Qingfeng is still alive and well?"
Zhang Siyu looked at the ghost bat with a surprised expression, imagining in his heart that his father must have been very majestic back then, and he was afraid of all the demons in the demon world, Zhang Siyu said: "My father has always been good!"
This exact answer shocked the Ghost Bat King and the other seven bats, for the Demon Dynasty, Zhang Qingfeng has always been a scar that they will not get rid of.
I only heard Zhang Siyu then say with a straight face: "On the day I went down the mountain, my father repeatedly told me not to kill a good person in vain, and not to let go of a bad person, to eliminate violence and peace, and to eliminate demons and defend the road, you big bats are not like good people!"
As soon as the Ghost Bat King and the seven bats beside him heard Zhang Siyu's words, and then looked at his childish faces, they all suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so much that they even bent down, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
But they have just forever deprived four passers-by of the right to laugh again in this life.
The Ghost Bat King laughed incoherently and couldn't speak clearly:
"Don't say that, young man, hahaha, we're not human, we're demons...... Ah, haha, we killed more than 300 lives...... No, plus the family that hasn't done it tonight, there are still thirty-one people waiting for us to kill them! That's just over four hundred...... Yes, it's four hundred, hahaha......"
The Ghost Bat King pointed at Zhang Siyu's nose, smiled and bent over, he held his stomach and smiled: "Do you think we look like good people......?"
Zhang Siyu's face suddenly froze, and he said in his heart: "No wonder I can't track down the whereabouts of those children, it seems that these bats took the children away, and they walked the way of heaven." ”
"You captured the children who were lost recently, right?" Zhang Siyu held the hilt of the sword and asked coldly.
The Ghost Bat King suddenly stopped laughing and said, "Why are you looking for me if the child is lost? ”
After saying that, the eight bats laughed again.
The Ghost Bat King pointed at Zhang Siyu and smiled at the other bats: "Hahahaha, this kid actually asked us for a child......
"Hahaha......" The other bats laughed uncontrollably.
"Look at the sword" Zhang Siyu shouted angrily, "Qiang", like a dragon's groan, the sword has been unsheathed, the cold is pressing, he can't stand a group of such bat monsters.
The sword flashed, and the eight bats immediately felt that this sword was not ridiculous, and it was quite dangerous.
Eight bats jumped back in an instant, sixteen sharp iron hooks with cold light had been poked out, and the ghost bat king gave a hint, and a pair of huge bat wings suddenly appeared behind everyone.
Sixteen huge bat wings spread out in unison, and the black shadows swayed, and they were spliced together, impenetrable, forming a terrifying black curtain, as if a huge black hemisphere instantly engulfed Zhang Siyu completely.
During this period, it was like boundless darkness.