Scarlet blood mixed with dirty blood clots, clearly a result of rage, the young guard of the Qinglong clan who came to report the situation was almost scared to death. He took two steps back subconsciously, but was grabbed by the neck by Ao Qin, whose face had blue scales on it.

"Go on." Ao Qin had ferocious dragon horns on his forehead, and his elegant eyes could no longer remain calm, turning frighteningly red.

"...Sir." The little guard was trembling, and could hardly speak incompletely, "No, no more."

Ao Qin narrowed his eyes and tightened his palms, watching the guard struggling painfully in his hands, bleeding from all seven orifices, but he still regained consciousness at the last moment, and did not crush him to death in front of everyone, but slowly put him down.

He faced Wu Yao's half-smiley eyes and handed a bottle of elixir to the Qinglong guard, "I just couldn't control myself." The

guard had saved his life, so how could he dare to take the elixir? He kowtowed and thanked him and ran away.

"Ao Qin, don't forget the agreement." Wu Yaosi was not prepared to save face for Ao Qin in front of his subordinates. The relationship between them was just a transaction.

Ao Qin swallowed the blood surging in his throat and had to share most of the treasure that he had just obtained and had not yet warmed up with Wu Yao. "Don't forget, the Wu tribe will also help me to encircle and suppress the disabled dragon."

"I know." Wu Yao took the Qiankun bag containing the treasure and was immediately delighted.

Ao Qin looked at his smiling face, and the hatred and anger in his heart climbed to the peak -

he had been scheming for decades, but this was the result.

The firm thoughts and confidence that he had had for countless nights and countless times seemed like a big joke at this moment.

He was completely fooled!

All of this was the fault of the disabled dragon.

Ao Qin laughed in anger, his expression was terrifyingly evil. He was extremely resentful of such a result, but he could only comfort himself -

it didn't matter, as long as he ate the flesh and blood of the disabled dragon, he would definitely be able to reach the seventh level, and then he would be able to obtain some mental methods and inheritance from the forbidden area, which would not be a loss.

Ao Qin took a deep breath, forced himself to be calm, and took out the voice transmission order, "All tribes listen to the order, warriors above the third level will assemble immediately and go to the demon world Yifa City, including Yifa for blood sacrifice."

He paused, glanced at Wu Yao, his voice was very soft, but with a monstrous rage, "I want his life."

...

Demon Clan:

Jiu Qing and Uncle Chen had just cut off the communication with the Special Life Alliance.

Aunt Hua rubbed her brows, "I didn't expect the Dragon Clan to discover the turmoil in the Demon Clan so quickly."

"Such a big change happened in the Demon Clan's capital. The Special Life Alliance helped us delay for nearly two days, allowing us to stabilize. It's already good enough." Uncle Chen was quite open-minded, "The Sun-Eating Rat Clan is a royal family after all. It's normal for them to have internal communications. It's also within our plan to pass on the news to the Dragon Clan."

"Yeah." Jiu Qing looked a little solemn, "The Special Life Alliance just said that Wanwan and the others appeared at the Mermaid Market last night and bought a map of Yifa. They are estimated to be going to the forbidden area of ​​Yifa."

"A large number of strong men from the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan have set out from all over the place, perhaps to encircle and suppress them." Jiuqing's eyes flashed with coldness, "It's time for us to set off too."

Uncle Chen smiled, but his tone was quite serious, "We'll just go, you stay in the clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuqing sneered, "Uncle Chen, you're dreaming, I must go."

"You only have seven tails left, do you still have the strength of the fifth level?" A slightly teasing voice sounded, and a man with silver hair and a charming face walked in, his tone was mercilessly mocking, "Why, you don't want the remaining few, why don't you give them to me."

"..." Jiuqing rolled her eyes at him, "What kind of tail do you, a tailless fox, need?"

Wu Jin sighed, his voice full of helplessness, "Jiuqing, you are not here to preside over the situation, and the people's hearts that have finally stabilized are going to disperse again."

"The demon race can no longer withstand the continuous changes and struggles."

Hearing him calling her name, Jiuqing looked at the male demon in front of her with her peach blossom eyes, who grew up with her but stood up against the entire fox race when she was not around. She was a little stunned.

He had never called her name like this before.

Moreover, when did he reach the fourth level?

Jiuqing was beautiful, but she just stared at him in a daze, with the corners of her eyes like a hook, which made Wu Jin's heart itchy, not to mention that he had liked her for decades.

However, he has always been good at pretending, and those feelings of love have been hardened into stone over the years, hidden in the hard bottom of his heart, and will not be easily moved.

Wu Jin just pulled her tail like when she was a child, using a tone that would only make her hate it, "If you want to go, be prepared to not come back."

Ah, it's still so annoying when he opens his mouth.

Jiuqing retracted her gaze, "I'm not worried as long as the demon tribe has you."

Wu Jin gave her a devilish smile, "Oh, then I'm afraid that when you come back, the position of demon king will be mine."

"Okay." Jiuqing said nonchalantly, standing up straight, putting away the seven furry tails that were originally paralyzed on the chair, and took out the pill bottle that Mu Wanwan left for her from the Qiankun bag, and her expression became serious again, "Uncle Chen, we should set off."

Once Wanwan's husband entered the inheritance land, even if there were people from the Special Life Alliance in Yifa City to pick up Wanwan, she would still encounter some dangers. They were very similar, and she was also her benefactor.

No matter what, she had to protect her.

Jiu Qing pursed her red lips. She felt a little regretful that she had let the dragon take Mu Wanwan away. She just hoped that they would not encounter any danger before she and the people from the Special Life Alliance came to meet them.

——Worried about Mu Wanwan, she was exhausted and fell asleep beside the dragon's ear.

She curled up in the safe haven formed by the plush ears, tightly wrapped in the not-so-big spiritual power shield. Snowflakes fell on the spiritual power shield and accumulated a small layer.

There was a small porcelain bottle in her right hand, and there were still traces of blood on her lips. There was a tired dark blue under her eye sockets. She was holding a Baifeng brand hand warmer in her left hand and sleeping soundly.

Mengmeng, who had been devastated and spitting fire in the past two days, also collapsed in Mu Wanwan's arms and slept soundly.

Because of the high consumption these days, Meng Meng has grown very fast. The skinny little bird that was just the size of a palm when it was picked up has now expanded to the size of half a pillow. However, it has only expanded, and its appearance is still soft and cute, without any domineering look. At most, it looks like a round and fat bird.

Mr. Long's consciousness passed over the man and the bird. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he carefully shook his huge ears to shake off the snow on them. Feeling the increasingly strong wind and the faint magic hidden in the air, he slowed down his flying speed.

They were almost in the demon world.

"Wanwan."

A gentle voice sounded, and along with the warm touch on her cheek, Mu Wanwan shook her eyelashes and looked into Mr. Long's light golden eyes.

There were still snowflakes on his eyelashes, which gradually melted away. For the first time, Mu Wanwan felt that the wrinkles on the dragon's eyelids were so obvious. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she noticed that she was held in Mr. Long's arms.

"Are we there yet?"

Mu Wanwan got down from his arms, and he held her hands, feeling the warmth. She heard him whisper in her ear, "Yes, it's just ahead."

The heat made her shy and she hid for a moment. She looked up and saw a strange city that looked like a crystal ball.

The outer layer was a barrier, and snowflakes fell on it and slowly slid down from the edge. She could vaguely see the light gray buildings inside. Where they stood, apart from the city not far away, there was only the hard and cold ice field.

As far as the line of sight could reach, from behind the city, she could see a huge crack filled with black smoke. The black smoke was blocked outside by the barrier. It should be the abyss shown on the map.

There seemed to be a roar of a monster in her ears. Mu Wanwan gently rolled the ground and heard Mr. Long chuckle, "There is basically no land here, all flat stones."

"...Yeah." Mu Wanwan nodded and thought of something, "Where is Mengmeng?"

"In space." Mr. Long said, and tapped her forehead with his index finger. Mu Wanwan felt her whole body change, and the next moment, she felt a little different.

"We are in the demon world, just pretending for a while." He explained, holding her hand and slowly walked towards the barrier.

Mu Wanwan curled her lips and noticed that there was actually a layer of dragon horn cover on his body, which was almost invisible, probably to block the demonic energy.

She followed him and arrived at the city gate very smoothly.

The city gate was set outside the barrier, and there was only an old monster guarding the gate.

This was the first time she saw a monster. The monster had gray scales and a beard that almost blended into the snow. It stared at them with its cloudy eyes. "Two Kal monsters. The entrance fee is four magic coins."

Mu Wanwan blinked and looked at the sharp and black horn on his head. She saw Mr. Long take out four old coins from his pocket and handed them to him.

"Oh... these are the coins from when the previous demon king was in office." The old demon said nostalgically, "Are these the coins left by your two little demons' parents? Oh, I really miss them. Forget it, I won't charge you the entrance fee."

Mu Wanwan glanced at Mr. Long and saw a barely perceptible sadness in his eyes. She thanked the old demon and took the four worn-out demon coins.

The barrier was opened and the two walked in.

The city of Ifa was also very shabby. The buildings were just houses made of piled stones, which were far inferior to the capital of the dragon clan. There were few demons on the streets, most of them were tall and full of evil spirits. She was led by Mr. Long and had to walk a long way before she could see sporadic demons selling things.

Approaching the stall, you can see the things on display, mostly iron tools stained with blood, and chopped meat, which looks like fresh monsters.

There is a trace of magic from it, and this is a third-level monster.

Mu Wanwan was a little scared, and Mr. Long put his big hand on her waist to block the monsters' vague sight. The two of them soon came to the center of Ifa City. This is the location of Xianqing Pavilion marked on the map. Next to it is the best wine house in Ifa, with a special barrier.