The Brave Master Is the Demon King

　　 The pot was exploded in the official house, why did the half-horse who are the least obedient be the first to kneel down?

　　 The lizard clan chief could not see it, and cursed: "Huh! I thought you half-horse clan are the most ambitious! I didn't expect it to be just a group of villains who are greedy for life and fear of death!"

　　 "Oh! Our chicken clan will never give in!"

The patriarch of the chicken clan relied on its big sangmen to make people hear its voice amidst the many noises, but the half-horse clan didn't take it seriously. Seeing the demon king sighed slightly, he raised his hand and patted on the armrest.

　　嘭!

　　 The huge voice burst out with a terrible magic power, and the whole lobby was filled with suffocating magic power in an instant. The noisy sound disappeared in an instant, and all the demons opened their eyes wide, not daring to act rashly.

　　 "I didn't force you to obey me. This is just a deal. If you don't want to, the door is there and no one is stopping you."

　　 The voice of the Demon King clearly reached the ears of every Demon Race, but they did not turn around and leave. Instead, they all stood in place, not knowing what they were waiting for.

　　 Maybe they are afraid of being attacked by the heavily armed Kotu clan as soon as they walk out the door, or it may be because...they can't return empty-handed, and there are many hungry clansmen waiting for them to return.

　　 After seeing everyone calm down, the corner of the Demon King’s mouth bends slightly and glances at them.

　　 It's a pity that they have no choice at all. They either obey or destroy the clan. The only two options before them are.

　　 But at this moment, the half-horse clan chief suddenly said, "Master Richard, can you tell me a few words?"

　　 Hearing this, the devil is a little surprised, what does it want to say?

　　 "Let's talk."

　　 The devil raised his hand, his expression remained unchanged, as if it didn't matter.

The half-horse patriarch nodded, and then turned around on the wooden floor. It glanced at the crowd. The patriarchs looked at it with angry and complaining eyes, as if they were looking at one. Like a traitor.

It stood on the high platform with a serious expression, just listening to it saying: "Everyone, I know what you are thinking, but now please calm down and listen to me talk about why our half-horse race is willing to obey this new master. "

As he said, he stretched out his hand, placed it in front of him, and said: "We half-horse people have lived in this Ufa Great Forest for thousands of years. We have been recording the history of the forest as observers, and the history of the past dynasties. The master of the Ufa Great Forest. From the first Luo Crocodile King to the previous Pigman King, the race that ruled this forest will inevitably squeeze other demons."

　　 Hearing this, the demons in the audience looked at each other. Isn't this normal for them? If they were allowed to be the masters of the Ufa Great Forest, they would do the same. This is how the demons live, the demons are ruled by hierarchy, and the weak should be squeezed by the strong.

　　 What does the head of the Centaur tribe want to say?

　　 just listened to it and continued: "However, this six months has allowed me to see a miracle, an incredible thing that has never happened before."

　　 said, it stretched out its hand and pointed at the rabbit people around, and everyone's eyes followed the direction it was pointing.

"Look, this is a miracle. The weakest race in the Great Forest of Ufa, but now it is so prosperous! None of the demons here can fight against it. You know, half a year ago, this was the weakest race in the forest. In barren places, there are no swamps full of fish, no mountainous fruit trees, and no tender grasslands that attract countless herbivores."

　　 As he said, all the patriarchs in the audience bowed their heads. They more or less had their own resources, and the Ketu tribe was the poorest race, and they looked down upon them.

　　 "However, today, we don't even dare to think about the food that the Kotu tribe has. These huge changes are all because of a foreign demon lord."

As he said, the half-horse clan chief looked at the demon king, and he respectfully said: "You are the only king I have ever seen to bring prosperity to the weak. I believe you can lead us out of the Great Forest of Ufa, our half-horse The clan is willing to surrender its destiny to you, King of Ufa."

　　 said, it knelt down.

　　At the same time, all the centaur in the lobby knelt down. This was a surprise to the devil. I didn't expect someone to help him speak, but I didn't expect it.

　　 "Very good. Sign the contract here. You can get as much food as you want in the back."

　　 Demon King said, so under the gaze of everyone, the half-horse clan chief stepped forward and pressed his handprint on the piece of parchment, and suddenly a black crescent mark appeared on the backs of all the half-horse tribes.

　　Soul contract!

　　In other words, from now on, the half-horse race cannot defy the demon king, they can only obey its orders.

　　 The half-horse clan chief stood up, and the Ketu clan in a row held stacks of woven bags and asked them to load wheat by themselves.

The half-horse race came to the granary with excitement. The mountain of wheat was like an inexhaustible one. They were filled with bag after bag and placed on their back. A centaur filled with four or five bags of wheat in front of everyone. Returning with a full load.

　　 Other tribesmen were both envious and afraid of being deceived. Looking at the wheat like this hill, they couldn't help swallowing. In the end, someone couldn't help ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and took a gamble.

　　 "Our kotou clan is willing to obey you!"

　　 The Gootou clan stood up, signed, and after getting permission, they smiled openly and greedily loaded wheat, but they were not as good at camel stuff as the half-horse tribe, and they got less than half of the half-horse tribe.

In the end, more and more races could not help but step forward to sign, but at this moment, the chicken clan suddenly shouted: "Wait! Don't be fooled! This is the territory of the Demon King, and the Pigman King is it. If the Underworld Demon King knows that King Pigman is dead, he will definitely send someone over! At that time, the person who signed will be cannon fodder for this so-called new owner!"

　　 When those Mozu who signed, heard such words, their faces paled with fright.

　　 "Yes! What should I do then?"

　　 "This is a trap! I want to use food to let us die for you!"

　　 The demons retreated one after another, they gathered together to form a front, and they looked at the demon lord with hostile eyes.

　　 "Hahaha!!!"

　　 However, to their surprise, the Demon King suddenly laughed, his smile so awkward.

　　 "You! What are you laughing at?"

　　 the patriarch of the chicken clan asked stutteringly, for fear that one of them would be killed inadvertently.

　　 The devil’s smile stopped abruptly, and replaced by an ambitious look.

　　 "Netherworld Demon King? I thought who you were talking about, unfortunately, it can't send someone to deal with me, because it can't survive this winter..."

　　 Upon hearing this, all the patriarchs and demons opened their eyes wide.

　　 "Netherworld Demon King can't survive this winter?!"