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Chapter 612 The battle for the succession is confusing, the second prince secretly visits the Demon

One pot, two pairs of bowls, three fish, four people.

Under the afterglow of the two suns sinking to the west, a happy picture slowly spreads out.

Strangely, there is a kind of convention in various parts of Kyushu, that is, when anything is placed on the dining table, it is particularly easy to talk about, and this is no exception in the Demon Realm.

A few mouthfuls of warm black fish soup were filled with heartwarming, and the two prides of the Qingyun Mountains and the eighth princess of the Ying royal family in the Demon Realm were both talked, and the maid Qingzhu could also occasionally make a few words of mouth. Many secret things that were little-known in the Ying royal family were revealed by Ying Zhaojun. Among them, Chang Xi was most concerned about was the abyss demon dragon.

Mr. Chengzhu once told Chang Xi that there should be a fallen dragon hidden deep in the Demon Realm. After Chang Xi revealed to Ying Zhaojun another identity of the young master of the Dragon Clan, the latter was surprised and admitted that a giant dragon was indeed living in the depths of the Netherworld Abyss where the name of forbidden land in the Demon Realm was indeed a giant dragon.

Ying Zhaojun held the bamboo tube filled with fish soup to warm the palm of his palm, and carefully looked at the dragon breath on Chang Xi's body. After carefully recalling, he shook his head and said, "The dragon breath on that giant dragon is very different from yours... or it can be said to be a fundamental difference. The dragon breath on your body gives me a very pure and transparent feeling. The dragon breath of that giant dragon seems much more complicated than that, especially after fusion of the demonic energy, it is even more obvious."

Chang Xi felt relieved when he heard this. Because according to Mr. Chengzhu, the giant dragon, which Ying Zhaojun called the Abyss Demon Dragon, was originally a member of the Immortal World. This Abyss Demon Dragon should have the power of the Far Divine Travel Realm, but it should be limited by the laws of heaven and earth or severely injured by breaking the realm, so that it cannot recover its realm like the Dragon of Chengzhu who was wandering in Jiuzhou back then, and can only fall into the hands of the demons and become minions.

Chang Xi asked in a deep voice: "Since this abyss demon dragon is controlled by your Ying royal family, what do you want it to do? In previous battles between the two tribes, we have never seen this abyss demon dragon take action. The demon emperor lets such powerful power not let it be used by him. It seems unreasonable, right?"

Ying Zhaojun hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to speak: "Because my father did not intend to believe in the demon dragon from the beginning, but instead used some secret method to trap it and extracted dragon blood from the demon dragon as a medicine for refining medicine."

The bonfire crackled and the fire swayed, not illuminating the darkness on Chang Xi's face at this moment.

After a while, Chang Xishen let out a deep breath and opened the entire map of the Demon Realm again and asked Ying Zhaojun, "Where is the Netherworld Abyss where the Demon Dragon is located?"

Ying Zhaojun stretched out his finger without thinking and pointed it four thousand miles east of the imperial city.

Chang Xi silently put away the map and stood up, "I'll go and deal with some private matters."

The second senior brother knew what Chang Xi was going to do without guessing, so he just looked up and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, I can handle this little thing." Chang Xi looked at the dark sky in the evening and said, "I will leave now and go to Zhulu Mountain to send some irrelevant information to Hongyu. After all, we are still the dog legs of Zhulu Mountain now, and Hongyu also needs to give Yi Juezi an explanation, otherwise we will lose her life."

It was related to the Dragon Family, so Yun Mo couldn't say anything more. He just smiled and teased: "Be careful on the road, let's go bright, don't be sleepy by the red fish."

"I don't know who praised Haikou at the beginning, so I'll talk about it later?"

Chang Xi fought back without mercy. Ying Zhaojun, who had a good emotional intelligence, listened to the two of his brothers and said bluntly, and said to Chang Xi: "I also need to inform the palace that this princess will return to the sequence of robbery. Qingzhu will help me to travel to the imperial city and go along with you. You two can make friends on the way."

Chang Xi looked at the young maid who was always on the side, and the latter immediately stood up and said, "Please give me half a quarter of an hour to prepare."

Immediately, the maid who had been loyal to her master since childhood seemed to think of something, and hesitated to Ying Zhaojun: "Princess, I have to go to the imperial city for at least half a moonlight. You can't use the servants who can help you."

As soon as Qingzhu finished speaking, Yun Mo raised his hand and said, "It's okay, during your absence, I will be responsible for ensuring the personal safety of the princess."

Qingzhu got his master's nod and quickly rushed to his residence. Entering the palace to meet the Demon Emperor is not a casual task, and it requires a lot of preparatory preparation.

Soon, the two of them, who were thrilling and resolute, met at the gate of Youlan Village, and took advantage of the night to fly towards Zhulu Mountain.

Ying Zhaojun watched his personal maid and the young Jiuzhou Sword Immortal disappear into the night, turned to look at the second senior brother who was tidying up the bonfire and the iron pot, and suddenly smiled and said, "The one who gave Xingyun rain that day was your junior brother. You, the senior brother, have never taken action. Could it be that half a month to raise my orchid sea withered?"

Yun Mo quickly packed up the mess, put out the charcoal, shrugged and said, "My junior brother is very important and has given me the arrangement of the Xiaoyunyu array a long time ago."

Ying Zhaojun's eyes were sly, his slightly pointed ears moved slightly, kicked the charcoal embers under his feet, and said with a smile: "Where is the cooking skill? Is it as good as your junior brother?"

The second senior brother was slightly stunned and waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid you'll disappoint you, Princess. The younger brother's craftsmanship is even more advanced than kendo. You can't learn it or not."

"Then you have to study hard. I haven't served Green Bamboo for the past half month, so I don't want to eat wild fruits every day. Youlan Village has a big man like you, so you can do it."

After saying that, Ying Zhaojun turned around and left, leaving behind the second senior brother with a black line on the spot.

In today's twilight and rainy twilight, the raindrops are dripping, the water vapor of the Demon Realm Palace is heavy, and the rain is so strong that the ditches under the eaves of the palace are full and overflowing.

The rain washed away the earth, but what I smelled was not the smell of rain, but the smell of blood.

He walked into the palace wearing white clothes and white umbrellas. The demon guards of the palace knelt down as they saw it.

The young man, who had fair skin, was no less than the fabric of his body, stretched out his hand, and his palms smeared on the rainy palace wall. The touch was cold and there was a smile on his lips.

His palm, which was wet by the rain, suddenly turned into a fist and hit the wall hard.

He walked slowly with an umbrella, but every step he took was like a ruler, which was exactly one foot and seven. The young man in white seemed very familiar with the palace and quickly stopped in front of a palace that had obviously had traces of repairs recently, and put his umbrella up and climbed up the stairs.

The palace gate was empty, and the young man pushed the door open and entered. The copper pillar gate weighing a thousand pounds was no thin paper in his hands. The cold wind poured into the hall outside the door, blew up the black curtains in the hall, and could vaguely see a figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the hall.

Yi Juezi's eyes were fun and he seemed not much surprised by the identity of the visitor.
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