"So what does the Snow Owl Queen mean?"
Shen Wuyou listened to her murmurs, which seemed to be both melancholy and relieved. Although she said such unwilling words, there was no sign of concern on her face.
For a moment, she wasn't sure.
"What she meant was that she could finally change her title. After being a king for a thousand years, it wouldn't be bad to be the clan leader now."
Suddenly a teasing voice was heard.
Shen Wuyou looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lan Ji from the fox clan and Jing Mo from the cat clan, whom he had not seen for a long time, coming together. The two demons, one holding a folding fan, were fanning themselves gently and slowly, looking handsome and elegant.
"Queen." The two demons saluted politely, but judging from the satisfaction and joy in their eyes, it was clear that this was not their first meeting.
The Snow Owl Queen slowly returned the greeting, but with a somewhat disinterested expression, she waved her hands and said, "I have been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Now, with great difficulty, I have finally found an interesting person, but you two have completely interrupted my visit."
Shen Wuyou listened beside him, his smile gradually cracking...
So, the queen did it on purpose? Was she teasing her?
Lan Ji held up his fan and smiled gently. He slammed it shut and pointed at Shen Wuyou, saying, "Aren't you worried that the Queen won't understand and might upset Wuyou?"
Then, he came forward cheerfully, covered his lips with his fan, and whispered openly:
"Your Majesty, you don't know this Shen Wuyou. Don't be fooled by his innocent appearance. He is very cruel when he really strikes!"
Shen Wuyou gradually clenched his fists, almost unable to maintain that impeccable smile.
These people, are they doing this on purpose?
But since he said so, if she didn't do something, she would really be sorry for his understanding!
then--
"Ugh... it hurts... I'm wrong. I admit my mistake, okay..."
Lan Ji instantly covered his heart, looking like he was about to faint from the pain. He also took the opportunity to show off his furry fox ears and "inadvertently" leaned on the Snow Owl Queen's shoulder.
Shen Wuyou, who only used a little force to teach the other party a lesson: ...
She looked at the shameless scene opposite her and couldn't help but twitch her lips. Then she looked at Jing Mo who was used to it. His shameless aunt's smile really deserved a beating!
Could it be that Lan Ji was led astray by Jing Mo?!
Shen Wuyou withdrew his hand with a chill, and looked at Lan Ji with disgust as he heartbrokenly conjured up white and soft fox ears and a huge, soft fox tail to seek comfort.
The Snow Owl Queen didn't react much. She reached out and pushed his head, but when she couldn't move it, she gently touched his furry ears.
Well, it feels good.
“…”
Shen Wuyu felt that there must be something going on between these two!
"You two don't have to be so indifferent."
She said expressionlessly, and even began to doubt the purpose of these two, no, these three, coming here today.
"Excuse me." The Snow Owl Queen smiled gently, and suddenly it was like a breeze blowing across the snow-capped mountains, startling the sleeping snow lotus.
She returned to the previous topic and continued, "Like Lan Ji, I still look forward to the birth of the Demon King and the future direction of the demon race."
"But...we won't help you."
She said so, her eyes pointed at the arena rune in the distance, and explained:
"In the Demon King Arena, once the thunder begins and the barrier is formed, no one can interfere. Anyone who forcibly interferes will be punished by heaven."
"I understand." Shen Wuyou didn't care about it.
Since it is a competition, it naturally cannot be interfered with. There is nothing wrong with this.
"In that case, which form do you choose?" asked the Snow Owl Queen.
In the Demon King Arena, all demons can participate, but their only opponent is the initiator (the one who defends the arena). This means that if the demons are willing, they can even gather hundreds, thousands, or even the entire demon clan together to attack Shen Wuyou.
Even if they chose a one-on-one round-robin battle, it would still be extremely unfair to Shen Wuyou. In the end, some of them were exhausted to death.
Shen Wuyou lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, then raised his eyes and spoke clearly and distinctly:
"I choose team battle."
So, three days later——
In the center of the arena covered with runes, Shen Wuyou, dressed in a seductive red dress, stepped onto the arena with a dignified posture. His inky eyes swept over the contestants who filed in below one by one, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
OK...
The more people, the better...
Although it is called an arena, there is no stage inside because the required space is too large. In order to ensure enough room for activities, the complex and ancient runes are painted on a large enough open space.
The fighting among the demon clan is very primitive, simple and bloody.
Those who come on stage can carry any weapons and use any moves, there are no rules or restrictions.
From the beginning to the end, the barrier raised by the runes only allows exit but not entry. The monsters inside can either win and become the monster king; or withdraw and submit to the monster king; or be beaten to death and become nutrients for the monster king's altar.
Because Shen Wuyou was born as the weakest flower demon, she gave all the demons enough courage to step onto the stage. They all stepped onto the stage with overflowing confidence, and then all cut their fingers to let the blood out.
Drops of blood fell onto the runes, gathering into a winding stream that slowly flowed along the veins...
The dark patterns seemed to be activated instantly, and a dazzling red light suddenly shot up into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-red barrier slowly rose from the edge of the rune and gathered into a blood-red dome. Then it slowly lost its color, became transparent, and disappeared into the air, as if nothing had happened.
However, all the monsters understood that once the blood sacrifice was completed and the barrier was opened, the competition would begin!
Shen Wuyou, with her red dress fluttering in the wind and her stunning face full of charm, quietly looked at the sea of people opposite her, but a kind smile hung on the corner of her mouth that was hard to fathom.
But she had nothing in her hands, and was also recognized by the demon clan as the weakest and least threatening flower demon. So in their eyes, Shen Wuyou was like an ignorant child who thought she could challenge the Demon King whenever she wanted.
Therefore, they just sneered and didn't care.
So when the red light on the arena appeared, indicating that the thunder had begun, the densely packed group of monsters started fighting among themselves.
Shen Wuyou, who was ignored by them, just watched their brutal fight quietly. In comparison, she was alone and the surroundings were very empty.
She felt like a spectator at the moment, watching the drama happening across from her calmly and calmly.
"puff--"
A bird demon's wings were torn apart bloodily, and it fell violently to the ground after spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Ouch—”
A tiger demon pulled off the wolf demon's tail, but was bitten on the neck by the wolf demon in return, killing him.
“Bang!”
Someone's meteor hammer struck the leopard demon's two swords, shattering them. It then flew straight towards his face, leaving white, bloody brains scattered across the floor...
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