The young man picked up a few old green leaves and threw them into the ready-made boiling water on the side. The tea mist rose, and was blown away by the cold wind that was not poured into the hall, and it continued to rise straight.

The fragrance of partridge tea filled the hall. Yi Juezi took a cup of tea handed over by the young man, took a sip, and chuckled: "Your Highness the Prince is here to visit on a rainy night, I am very interested."

Now, the one who can be called His Highness in the entire Demon Realm Imperial City, except for the third prince Ying Wei and the eldest prince Ying Dangxin who are now on the front line, the identity of the remaining person is naturally about to emerge.

Two palace maids came together outside the palace, one held a tray in his hand and the other held an umbrella on the side. Although he saw that there was only wind and rain in front, it seemed that the distance was infinitely stretched by someone at this moment, and he could not make any progress. The two anxious palace maids stood there like ghosts hitting the wall until a black shadow shot down the palace, and the two maids who were wandering in the wind and rain disappeared.

Ying Ruhui ignored the pun intended by the Demon Sect leader, but also made himself a cup of partridge tea that everyone in the Demon Realm regards as a classic.

Yi Juezi was slightly upset. It was not that the second prince didn't answer his words, but that he was angry that he spoke first. In this kind of Tanhua where both sides were almost gambled, whoever spoke first means who would fall into the other party's control and rhythm first.

Yi Juezi let out a breath gently, and there was no longer the sword energy in his chest and lungs to interfere. Since it was a rare mouth that he was happy to open first, he simply made a mistake to the end.

Yi Juezi stroked the luxurious teacup wrapped in golden silk threads and asked with a smile: "Let's guess, Your Highness, the prince is here today, is it a matter of fighting for the throne?"

Ying Ruhui's slender fingers trembled slightly, so he simply said bluntly: "Zheng Master Yi is indeed a powerful demon master who once led a generation of charming talents. His vision is indeed sophisticated. The draft I made was not useful at all, so you always told me about it."

This time it was Yi Juezi's turn to raise his eyebrows slightly.

When the second prince called himself, he used "I" instead of "I".

He was unsure whether it was caused by his own habits or the so-called imperial power and magic.

If this person and his father have the same temperament, it would probably be difficult to pass today.

Since most of the skylights were opened, Ying Ruhui no longer covered up and said straightforwardly: "Master Yi, I need you to stand on my side in the battle for the throne!"

Yi Juezi only laughed but didn't say anything. Ying Ruhui knew that he was anxious and could not eat hot tofu. The two of them just "tactfully" and kept silent as they watched the rising tea fog.

Regarding the power of the emperor, Yi Juezi naturally had no chance to get in touch with it, but the second prince Ying Ruhui, who had been very knowledgeable about it, was not "well-versed" in this regard. In the end, he still had something to ask for. After a short and long silence, Ying Ruhui said in a deep voice: "Master Yi, my third brother is now in charge of hundreds of thousands of vanguard troops, and is very close to Batu Hongtu. If nothing unexpected happens, the third brother should have stood on the same front with the Batu family. Otherwise, Batu Hongtu would not stand in the court to protect my third brother from taking over the power of the Pioneer Army."

Ying Ruhui continued to attack and said, "If what I remember well, you should have never been incompatible with the God of Batuo Army. If you defect to your third brother, you will only get an irrelevant job and have to take the entire Zhulu Mountain for his use. You should know that Batuo Hongtu has always been dissatisfied with the revival of the Demonic World. As long as he takes action, the plan of Yi's Zhulu Mountain's return will at least be hindered, right?"

Yi Juezi took a sip of the partridge and asked suddenly: "Where is the eldest prince?"

Ying Ruhui sneered repeatedly, "Why should Master Yi ask me knowingly?"

"The eldest prince has strong cultivation and outstanding talent, which is completely comparable to the young master of Qingyun Mountain in Jiuzhou who was praised as the sky. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. He had the cultivation level of Shenyou Realm at a young age, but in the end he became a mirror flower and water moon."

Yi Juezi didn't care about the sinister look of the young man opposite, and said to himself: "As you said, Batuo Hongtu and I are not the same person. Instead of going to win Wei's little shoes, I would rather stand on your side. Even thousands of demons of all sizes on Zhulu Mountain can be driven by you. But your father's meaning is very obvious. The throne between you brothers depends on your ability and magical powers. We, the god of the Divine Travel, are not allowed to intervene, including the military god Batuo Hongtu, the old worshiper in the palace and the demon dragon."

Ying Ruhui finally smiled at this moment, his slender fingers crossed, and his eyes were bright, "The third brother has countless good players in the vanguard army. At that time, he will definitely bring some elite troops in the army to help him. The Master Yi should also know that I have never left the door and have no capable generals at hand. I heard that the Master Yi has two demons with unparalleled cultivation around him, and I wonder if I can use my strong momentum?"

"The cultivation of the mercy demon and the mercy demon are not as good as that of the gods, and they all have their own consciousness. It seems that it should not be considered to be a rule." Yi Juezi said it relaxed, but his subconscious divine consciousness still felt deep into the palace. He realized that the demon emperor who could not leave seclusion seemed to have no intention of objection, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw the demonic energy on Yi Juezi's body surging like a tide, and two black and white demons with different faces showed their true appearance from the black tide. They were compassionate and joyful, which was particularly terrifying.

The two demons flew towards Ying Ruhui, and the latter's face was calm and allowed the two demons to penetrate into his body. He suddenly lowered his head, his face was so ferocious. He could only hear the crackling sounds of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body like firecrackers, and blood flowed from his seven orifices, but fortunately he calmed down quickly.

When he looked up again, his eyes had turned strangely black and white.

Yi Juezi put his hands on his sleeve and said, "Compassionate and joyful demons possessed you will absorb the demonic energy in your body as nourishment to strengthen yourself. As the host, the method of manipulating the two demons has just been introduced into your sea of ​​consciousness, so just understand it."

Ying Ruhui, whose breath looked no different from that of a mortal, twisted his neck in a strange arc, and the neck bones clattered. He said expressionlessly: "I still need the four guardians on Zhulu Mountain."

Yi Juezi frowned, "Two."

Ying Ruhui showed off her white teeth and "deal."

Yi Juezi smiled and said, "I am a little curious. Prince, you have never been able to break the body and get close to the female sex for more than ten years. Isn't it less fun? I heard that Mrs. Ling..."

Ying Ruhui's face suddenly became ferocious, and he roared with a rare loss of composure: "Shut up!"

Yi Juezi, who also learned a lot of inside information when he cooperated with the Demon Emperor, disagreed and looked at the second prince who was out of control and sneered in his heart.

Although you are a prince and are in charge of monsters, you are too scheming and have been involved in the show for more than ten years. Even in the end you act, you don’t know if it’s worth it.

The huge Ying royal family, with the children killed each other, who is not ridiculous?

If you winners were not in charge of the Demon Realm, would I betray you?

Yi Juezi asked at the end before the tea was cold, "Aren't you worried about that Eighth Princess?"

Ying Ruhui sneered repeatedly, "Just because of her a crybaby who was kicked out of the palace?"

In the storm outside the palace, a ghost secret spy suddenly flashed. Ying Ruhui, who was in a very bad mood, was about to speak out in anger when he suddenly looked at the spies who had already appeared behind him in the flash. A jade slip in his hand had a magic pattern that was urgently encrypted.

The young master of the monster's eyes twitched wildly, and his divine thoughts immediately penetrated into the jade slip.
Chapter completed!