Chapter 29 Chapter 29 The Demon Lord is dead?
Unfortunately, Gou Qiu's explanation did not gain the understanding of the strong man in Chao Lou.
"Are you sick? If you're not dead, send it to my house tonight. It's just a worthless thing."
Gou Qiu and Hu Yanyan looked extremely unhappy, but the guests below the stage cheered, as if they were expecting the strong men in the Chaolou to severely torture Sang Ling who had played tricks on them.
Gou Qiu didn't answer. The strong man in the nest building slapped the table, stood up, and flew out of the window.
The guests in the audience immediately became agitated.
"The Crown Prince of Jie City?"
"Chunming Pavilion is too bold to offend him for a new comer."
"There's no way to make a big deal out of it now."
The Prince of Jiecheng stood in the air, looking down at the silent Gou Qiu.
"You don't want to? You, Chunming Pavilion, dare to reject me, a nobody from the court?"
If it was a courtesan, Prince Jiecheng would not have made such a request. After all, there might be someone more powerful behind the courtesan. But a new courtesan...
Gou Qiu could hardly keep his usual smile on his face. He sent Sang Ling to the residence of the prince of Jiecheng. Just thinking about it, he knew what the outcome would be.
Also, she just couldn't stand the way these men thought about North Koreans.
But how to refuse.
Hu Yanyan naturally saw the situation clearly and nervously grabbed Gou Qiu's sleeve.
Gou Qiu could no longer hold back her laughter, she could not think of any reason. Cutting ties with Sang Ling was the best choice at this time. As long as she could remove Chunming Pavilion from this conflict, there would be no impact on Chunming Pavilion.
Gou Qiu opened and closed his mouth, but could not say anything.
In the end, she could only helplessly find the most unbearable explanation: "Sir, she is really sick..."
She wanted to say that Sang Ling was seriously ill and might infect Prince Jiecheng. This was a weak reason, but there was no better way at the moment.
But before she could finish her words, there was another commotion among the guests below the stage.
"What is that?"
"Wish? Wish list?"
At this moment, Hu Yanyan was also anxiously poking Gou Qiu, motioning her to go and see.
Gou Qiu followed her gaze and finally understood why everyone was so panicked.
The huge wish list above Moshengze was shaking violently at this moment.
Wish list tremble?
The Wish List has been established for a hundred years and has never undergone any changes, except for occasional changes in names on the list.
Even if the name is changed, it will be done quietly.
Not to mention that the two words "Fu Yan" have been on the wish list for a hundred years and have never changed, but at this moment...
The two words "伏恹" are melting away.
There can only be one reason for a name to disappear from the list.
This person died.
Everyone present was in an uproar, and the guests who had been in an uproar just now were looking at the wish list in disbelief.
The two words "伏恹" disappeared completely.
"impossible!"
"How could the Demon Lord die? Who can do anything to him?"
"It must be those bastards from the Immortal Realm who did it!"
Those who could still speak were considered to be emotionally stable, while those who were even worse had already fallen to the ground, repeating "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" '.
The Prince of Jiecheng was not in a much better condition. He could no longer fly in the air and fell to the ground. His steps were unsteady and he stood in front of the round platform with everyone else. His eyes were wide open, his lips and tongue were shaking so badly that he couldn't even utter a word.
When Fu Yin unified the demon world a thousand years ago, Jie City still managed to resist firmly. But now, a thousand years later, it has long become a mindless vassal of the Demon Lord. This is especially true for the Prince of Jie City, who almost worships the Demon Lord like a god.
And now, the Demon Lord is dead?
In the violently trembling pupils of Prince Jiecheng, the name ranked second on the wish list also began to melt.
Then came the third, fourth, fifth... until all ten names on the wish list had disappeared.
The demon world respects the strong, and the top ten on the Wish List can almost be said to be the top ten in terms of martial arts value in the demon world. After that, there are other cultivators who have gained fame without relying on their cultivation.
"The ten most powerful men in the demon world are all dead?"
"Could it be that the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm are joining forces to attack our Demon Realm? But how is this possible?"
“…”
No one wanted to believe this news, but there has never been such a phenomenon since the establishment of the Wish List. What else could it be but death?
At this moment, some demons could not bear this blow and ran out madly to tell others.
"The Demon Lord is dead! The Demon World is over! The Demon Lord is dead! The Demon World is over!"
The Prince of Jiecheng was calmer and more perceptive than the other cultivators from the Demon Realm, and noticed something unusual.
"Something is wrong, something is wrong!"
"The wish list! The wish list has changed again!"
Someone exclaimed, and Prince Jiecheng looked up with red eyes, staring straight at the wish list, afraid of missing anything.
The wish board that spanned several miles and was about a hundred feet high flashed a red light. The red light lasted for only one second, and then the orange light changed to seven colors of yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple in sequence in front of the puzzled eyes of the Prince of Jiecheng.
Each color is very eye-catching, but when they are alternating in sequence, they always look a bit tacky.
The colorful light flowed on the wish board, flickering from time to time, and finally happily formed a word.
'mulberry'
The prince of Jiecheng lightly chanted "Sang"? Obviously this is someone's pseudonym, but why does it appear so strangely on the wish list?
Among all the puzzled looks, only Gou Qiu's eyes twitched violently.
It couldn't be the 'Sang' she was thinking of.
The next second, the colorful light on the wish list flashed violently, creating a feeling of dazzling fireworks, and more words began to jump on the wish list.
'Good news, good news! '
'The new arrival of Chunming Pavilion - Sang, is about to make his debut! '
'Next week, next week! '
'Don't miss it if you pass by! '
Gou Qiu closed his eyes.
The corners of Hu Yanyan's mouth twitched twice, "Mom, this can't be her."
Gou Qiu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Hu Yanyan responded in time, "Debut? This is fucking embarrassing. Mom, I'd better leave Chunming Pavilion..."
Such a strange phenomenon shocked everyone into silence.
But at least, the Demon Lord should not have died.
Prince Jiecheng regained his sanity and looked at Gou Qiu, "Is this your new arrival?"
Gou Qiu withdrew his gaze from the wish list, "It is the courtier that the prince wanted to teach a lesson."
The anger in the eyes of Prince Jiecheng burned again, and he felt angry at being played. This Chao man named Sang played such a trick on him that he mistakenly believed that the Demon Lord had died, and he was almost frightened to death.
He snorted coldly, extremely angry, "It's her again."
Gou Qiu smiled and looked at the prince of Jiecheng. "Don't be angry, prince. In fact, this court lady is not seriously ill. Didn't you want me to send her to your house?"
The face of the Prince of Jiecheng immediately turned ugly. Without saying a word, he rose into the air with a sullen face and returned to the nest tower.
The courtiers were just a toy, but no matter how or in what form they were put on the wish list, they could no longer be executed at will.
The colorful light of the Wish List was still flickering, making the Prince of Jiecheng look even uglier.
After the gloomy-faced Prince of Jiecheng left, the guests below the stage finally relaxed. Unlike the prince, they accepted the dazzling colorful light of the Wish List well and even found it inexplicably attractive.
"Next week, huh? I'm sure Sang won't stand me up next week."
At this moment they asked Gou Qiu, with no anger in their tone.
Gou Qiu nodded, "Don't worry, everyone. Sang will definitely be on stage next week."
If he doesn't go on stage next week, Sang Ling will probably die when the settlement day comes.
As night fell, Chunming Pavilion quickly returned to its former bustle, and the guests below the stage flocked into Chunming Pavilion to start their fun.
The wish list was still flashing with colorful light, as if everything was calm. Gou Qiu knew that the name Sang had spread throughout the demon world at this moment.
She looked up at the wish list. She also wanted to know how Sang Ling could make such a change in the wish list that had remained unchanged for a hundred years.
How did she do it?
The colorful lights reflected in her eyes flashed, and the huge words on the wish list played repeatedly.
'Good news, good news! '
'The new arrival of Chunming Pavilion - Sang, is about to make his debut! '
'Next week, next week! '
'Don't miss it if you pass by! '
Gou Qiu quickly closed his eyes, not wanting to look any longer, and walked towards the courtyard.
Inside the annex of Chunming Pavilion, Sang Ling looked up at the wish list, and saw the colorful flowing characters with great satisfaction.
This effect took her a lot of effort.
Shengsheng stood beside her, looking up at the wish list, more seriously than Sang Ling.
Sang Ling patted her head and said, "Shengsheng, does this look good?"
Shengsheng's cheeks were red with excitement, and she nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "It looks great! The light has so many different colors, and it's so pretty. Sister's name is also so pretty and nice."
Shengsheng is Sang Ling's brainless vassal, so asking is useless.
Sang Ling was very satisfied, as this was obtained in exchange for a condition that Fu Ying had casually proposed.
Kuang Yan, who was standing behind Sang Ling, glanced at the wish list cautiously and sighed inaudibly.
There was the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs in the attic.
Gou Qiu went upstairs and saw Sang Ling admiring his masterpiece.
Not to mention, the wish list is more clearly visible from Sang Ling's attic.
Sang Ling turned around and called out, "Sister Gou Qiu."
She looked quite happy, and Gou Qiu immediately understood what she meant.
'Gou Qiu, come and admire my masterpiece with me. '
Gou Qiu glanced at Sheng Sheng, whose face was filled with excitement, and closed his eyes.
Seeing Kuang Yan who looked like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to, and seeing that there was someone with the same aesthetic taste as him, Gou Qiu finally felt a little relieved.
"You held it in for a big one, and this is what came out?"
The reason Gou Qiu came here this time was actually to ask Sang Ling about her plans.
Although the wish list does have a huge publicity effect, Sang Ling’s purpose is for spirit stones. Some people may come out of curiosity, but they will not reward spirit stones out of curiosity.
If it were just this, Sang Ling would still not be able to collect enough spirit stones.
She did not ask Sang Ling how she changed the wish list, but just tried to figure out the sentence and asked:
"The publicity has indeed worked. Now, I'm afraid that everyone in the Demon Realm knows that there is a new person from Chunming Pavilion named Sang."
Sang Ling smiled, "Isn't that enough?"
Seeing her so optimistic, Gou Qiu pursed his lips and didn't know what to say. He promoted it during the promotion, but the way of promotion is linked to the person. Sang Ling's weird and rustic way of promotion might affect her image.
But now that everything has been done, there is no point in saying anything. However, there is a more serious problem at the moment.
"Although you didn't use your real name, you are still a female cultivator from the immortal world. I have a secret method that can temporarily transform you into a demon or monster."
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