Chapter 210: He lost to the pig demon in the competition and he was unwilling to believe this fact
The guards nodded one after another, saying that they would definitely notify everyone, and if anyone dared to say that they were not free tomorrow, they would go to the door and invite them in person.
Although they didn't know what Lang Xian's intention was, they were well aware of the consequences of not completing his instructions perfectly.
Zhou Jinyu waved her hand, indicating that they could go out.
A group of guards breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned around and left.
Lang Xian is not an easy master to get along with. Once he loses his temper, they will be skinned alive if not killed.
The next day, the guard came to report, "My king, the demon leaders of each tribe have arrived in the reception room. Do you want to go there now or wait?"
Lang Xian usually likes to let monsters wait, so he asked this question.
Zhou Jinyu stood up and said, "I'll go over now."
She took Fu Tingxiao, who was dressed as a woman, out.
Entering the living room, all the demons' eyes fell on her.
Zhou Jinyu noticed the leader of the Thumb Beauty Tribe at a glance. She nodded slightly at her. The leader thought she was up to something again, so he gave her an awkward smile and quickly looked away.
In her eyes, Lang Xian is not easy to deal with.
"Everyone, I called you here today because I have something to announce."
Zhou Jinyu didn't care about the tribe leader's attitude. He walked to the main seat and stood there, then said to the other demons directly, "I plan to remove the Demon Association's leader and elect a new demon."
These words were like a heavy stone thrown into the lake.
Everyone looked at each other, unable to understand what Lang Xian meant. They thought he was just bored and was playing some trick to amuse them.
"My king, are you kidding me?"
Zong Yi's reaction was the most obvious.
He gave Lang Xian so many benefits just to make him unconditionally protect the Brown Bear Tribe, not to let him suddenly announce his withdrawal from his position.
Zhou Jinyu glanced at him and said unhappily, "Why would I joke? It's not like I have nothing to do."
Zong Yi was choked by her retort and said anxiously: "No, King, you are doing well, why did you suddenly announce your abdication? This is not in line with your character."
"Whether it suits my personality or not, you should tell me."
Zhou Jinyu retorted, "If I want to quit, I can quit. Stop telling me what to do."
“…”
Zong Yi felt humiliated and embarrassed.
But his strength is not as good as Lang Xian, so he has to endure the anger even if he is angry.
"Everyone, now that you're all here, let's start choosing a new leader for the Demon Association."
Zhou Jinyu didn't bother to pay attention to Zong Yi and said to the other demons, "In this election, besides comparing demonic magic, we also have to compare character."
As she spoke, she produced a spiritual stone. "This is the test stone I've developed over the years. If you put your hand on it, it will turn red if your character is good, and green if it's not."
"Everyone can raise any opinions about the new campaign, but if you don't, go compete now."
She pointed outside.
The guards had set up the arena overnight.
Zong Yi raised his hand and said, "My Lord, will your testing stone cause any problems during the test? For example, if a person with good character is judged as bad by it, wouldn't that be too unfair?"
Zhou Jinyu glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, Zongyi, there won't be any such problems with the test stone coming to you."
"After all, your conscience is already black, isn't it?"
She said sarcastically.
The other demons couldn't help but laugh.
Usually Lang Xian always stands on Zong Yi's side, but he didn't expect that he would be humiliated like this today.
Zong Yi's face darkened and his right hand clenched into a fist, making a crackling sound.
Zhou Jinyu just glanced at his fist indifferently, and said with a half-smile: "Why, you want to hit me because I exposed your truth?"
Zong Yi thought of Lang Xian's strength, unclenched his right fist, and forced a smile: "My king, how dare I disrespect you, but you said my conscience is black, is there some misunderstanding?"
Lang Xian's heart is not that pure, but he has the nerve to say that he has a bad conscience. It's simply ridiculous.
"You know whether it's a misunderstanding or not."
Zhou Jinyu said.
Zong Yi wanted to argue, but she interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "Zong Yi, if you don't have any constructive questions, don't argue and waste my time."
“…”
Zong Yi's face almost turned the color of liver from anger.
Zhou Jinyu didn't bother to look at him and said to the other monsters, "Everyone, do you have any other questions?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Zhou Jinyu took the lead and walked out, and the monsters followed.
Arriving at the competition venue, she sat in the main seat and ordered people to explain the rules and conditions of today's election.
A group of monsters draw lots to compete, and those who feel they are weak can take the initiative to come together.
The leader of the Thumb Beauty tribe abstained.
Her strength is only average compared to other monsters, so participating in the competition is just a waste of time.
Zhou Jinyu waved to her and asked her to sit next to her.
The patriarch was now worried, and all kinds of bad thoughts flashed through his mind on the way there.
Why wouldn't Lang Xian be tired of playing with beautiful young girls and be interested in this old demon?
What? Could it be that he is coveting the descendants of the beauty tribe?
What? Does he want to harm the beauty tribe?
The patriarch felt heavy in his heart, and even his steps seemed to be filled with lead.
She didn't even know how she got to Zhou Jinyu.
"Chief, sit down."
Zhou Jinyu pointed to the seat next to him and poured tea for the team leader. "This tea tastes good, try it."
The patriarch looked at the tea in front of him and felt even heavier in his heart.
Lang Xian is being too attentive for no reason. He is either a traitor or a thief.
Her hands were shaking as she held the teacup.
"Chief, don't be nervous, I am Jinyu."
Zhou Jinyu whispered, and seeing the clan leader's eyes widened in shock and about to blurt out something, she made a "hush" sound, signaling the clan leader to calm down.
"Jinyu, is it really you? How did you become the king?"
The patriarch lowered his voice.
This is too dreamy.
Zhou Jinyu said, "It's a long story. I'll tell you when we get back."
The patriarch nodded.
"Let's watch the competition."
Zhou Jinyu pointed at the stage and said, "It's quite interesting to drink tea and watch a show with snacks."
The clan leader was no longer under any psychological pressure and was leisurely drinking tea and watching the competition, which was indeed quite entertaining.
When it was Zongyi's turn to play, the patriarch became nervous again as a conditioned reflex.
"Chief, don't be nervous. He can't win."
Zhou Jinyu comforted.
The patriarch believed her words and immediately relaxed.
She took out a talisman and borrowed some purple energy from Fu Tingxiao, who was dressed as a woman, and added it to it.
"Go ahead."
She said to the talisman.
The talisman flew like an arrow to the back of the monster competing with Zong Yi, and then slid into his collar very smoothly.
Even with the help of the talisman, it would be harder than climbing to heaven for Zong Yi to defeat his opponent.
As expected, at the end of the game, Zong Yi was kicked off the stage by his opponent.
He was shocked, and so were his opponents.
The former was surprised at when the pig demon became so powerful, and the latter was surprised at how his own abilities had improved so much?
Normally, he wouldn't be able to withstand five moves from Zong Yi, but he didn't expect to win this time.
"Zhu Feng, tell me the truth, did you do anything in this competition?"
Zong Yi was unwilling to believe that he had lost to the pig demon, so he got up and wiped the corner of his mouth.
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