Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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The battle between humans and demons soon began.

Because Cheng Yue and Cheng Xuan appeared together.

"Are you trying to rebel?" Cheng Xuan's face was very gloomy, his eyes were cold, there was some fog, his voice was not fluctuating, his ice was cold and majestic.

More suffocating.

When the high priest saw Cheng Xuan coming, his face was white for a while, then he returned to normal and glanced at Zi Wuya.

"His Royal Highness, we don't want to rebel." Zi Wuya looked indifferent, so that his jealous face was smiling, and he was talking like a joke.

Again that cynical look.

Xiao Susu looked at the mountain and smiled. This man actually represents the human side. I really don't know who recommended him.

Zi Wuya is also suitable for daily fights. If he really does anything, I am afraid that he will fail nine or ten times.

Just like when he left his party in the purple bamboo forest to leave, doing things too freely.

"It seems that this battle cannot be fought." Mo Wenchen shook his head again: "Things are not as simple as imagined."

This month, the palace is not so unbearable, Cheng Xuan is more powerful than they imagined.

Because after Cheng Xuan appeared, the messengers and Xian'e had more than two thousand guards on their sides. Each guard had a gold sword and a shield in his hands.

Staring aggressively at the human side.

In this way, the human side is even weaker.

Facing such a disparate force, Zi Wuya didn't even frown. In this month, Hengshan has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he has never seen any battle. With such means as Cheng Xuan, he did not pay attention to in.

"So what does the purple fairy want to do?" Cheng Xuan's face remained unchanged. He had never dared to offend these veterans. It would be a good thing if this time he could wipe them out and wipe them out.

"Tell you something," Zi Wuya said slowly, while shaking his purple robe, turning his hands around, a rocking chair appeared behind him, and he lay down casually, very comfortable.

With a look of enjoyment, there was no tension to fight.

The high priest's face was even more ugly, and he seemed to be looking for the wrong person.

However, only human beings are Zi Wuya, the oldest person and the most capable one.

It must be him.

It is just that the high priest did not know that Zi Wuya was an indisputable person. He lived for more than a thousand years, and many things went away.

Many people on Yueheng Mountain have been surprised this time to come forward.

"Zi Xianren, please speak." It has long been familiar with Zi Wuya's words and deeds and his appearance as Cheng Xuan.

"First, since everyone is part of the Yueheng Mountain, humans should be on an equal footing with the monsters." Zi Wuya didn't talk nonsense, bluntly, and opened his eyes: "Second, the Yuezhang Palace was built to protect the southern Xinjiang. Then we must do something salty for the people of southern Xinjiang, instead of exaggerating.

Third, now that Xiao Xianshi has returned to the palace, and has taken back what belongs to her, why do you still have to kill all the messengers? Does the master of the palace want the Yuezong Palace to be in a perilous crisis?

Fourth, most of the envoys are demons, which is not fair.

Fifth, there are very few people who cultivate immortals. In the long run, Yue Hengshan will only become a den for fairies. He said hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and a flash of silence flashed on that white clear face, and then returned to normal: "That's all, if you have adopted, we will not rebel. "

The meaning is very clear, if you don't adopt it, you may rebel.

It is even more fearless.

"Yes, we demand fair treatment ..."

Someone in the crowd echoed.

Indeed, no one wants to rebel, but this month, since Cheng Xuan took power, Hengshan has been partial to favoring monsters because he is a monster.

Hong Qianmiao behind Cheng Xuan snorted coldly: "It's fair to rely on your strength to want fairness. This time when the humans invaded Yue Heng Mountain, the Zixian people passed them without any punishment. It has already given you great face. Now. "

She is a faithful subordinate of Cheng Xuan.

At this point, I can't wait to move my cave over and let those mermaids eat these humans.

For centuries, the fairies and humans on Yueheng Mountain have been at odds with each other.

"How do you know the immortals I let them pass, you know they have Xuanyuan Sword in their hands, I dare not touch it." Zi Wuya has always been stingy, and of course he will not let it go.

Everyone could understand that Hong Qianmiao and Bi Xin were injured by Xuan Yuanjian, and everyone in the palace knew it.

In fact, the immortal is not afraid of Xuanyuan Jian's sword spirit, Zi Wuya is to make Hong Qianmiao faceless in public.

He has never been a loser.

"You ..." Hong Qianmiao Qiao flushed, gritted her teeth, and was ready to start.

"Okay." Cheng Xuan's deep, cold voice interrupted Hong Qianmiao, and he also understood the meaning of Zi Wuya's words: "These words of the Zixian people, this palace seriously considered, as for Xiao Xian's use of the matter, three things apart For a hundred years, she was afraid that she had forgotten her mission as an emissary, and this matter could not be rushed. "

"The three-hundred-year-old sacrifice event is coming. I don't think His Royal Highness has found the person who invited the moon." Zi Wuya laughed sarcastically and shook his head, although he did not believe Xiao Susu was Xiao Xiao at first After all, he also grew up watching Xiao Xiao, her personality, her every move he remembered better than anyone.

Xiao Susu is too calm and sophisticated, and has brought a bit of indifference from thousands of miles away.

I just thought about it and thought that after many years, she had left the dantan once again. After so long in the world, there will always be changes. Times have changed and the sea has changed. How can she still be as happy as she was.

Zi Wuya understands that Xiao laughed back. Even if humans did not launch an internal disturbance, the palace would not be peaceful this month.

He was full of expectations.

Cheng Xuan was silent for a moment, and he was actually thinking about it.

What makes him even more suspicious is that the time Xiao Xiao came back was too coincidental.

"Inviting the moon is from" Lige ", not people." Bi Xin said unconvincingly.

She was hurt by Mo Xuanchen's Xuanyuan Sword that day, and she always hated it. Even if the person who took the Moon Spirit and the life-threatening bead was Xiao Xianshi, she was unwilling.

Always thinking that one day, this revenge will be settled.

"Then you come." Zi Wuya threw her a disdainful look again: "Even the moon spirit can't get anyone. It's a big joke to want to invite the moon."

He laughed a few times as he spoke, it was really annoying.

A few people on the top of the mountain shook their heads helplessly.

There is a side, Mo Wenchen and others are grateful to Zi Wuya.

In fact, he really had to continue to embarrass them that day, and he could change the spot on the spot and let them be trapped.

Bixin's face was purple and swollen, staring at Zi Wuya fiercely, gritting her teeth, but not saying a word.

Indeed, the invitation to the moon seems simple, but for thousands of years, few people can do it.

The daughters of the palace masters of several generations were unable to do so, and even they could not pull out the moon spirit.

Not to mention suppressing the ghosts underground with life-threatening beads.

Had Xiao Xiao not sealed the ghost that was about to come out of the seal with Moon Spirit three hundred years ago, Hengshan would no longer exist this month.

Although this seal can last for another thousand years, no one can guarantee that the ghost king will wake up at any time.

By then, let alone protect southern Xinjiang, they will not even be able to protect themselves.

There are countless injustices living under the Moon Palace, led by the ghost king, known as the Demon Realm. The Demon King has always wanted to unify the Three Realms, but he was too fierce. Nearly a thousand years ago, he almost destroyed the southern Xinjiang. The clan and humanity joined forces to repress the ghost king and seal it under Yueheng Mountain.

The mana at the seal has weakened a little bit. If it weren't for the Twelve Golden Masks of the Moon Spirit, it would be difficult to imagine how long it would last.

At this point, the messengers on Yueheng Mountain were clear and plain.

So when it comes to this, the demon no longer speak.

The messengers who had seen the disaster that year were reluctant. The cruel, fierce, and powerful Devil was beyond their imagination, and they dared not meet face to face.

Without the seal on Yueheng Mountain, these fairies could only hide in the old forests of the deep mountains, and stole them. . . . . . .