867 Demon King’s Banquet
Why did the Wild Boar King die? In fact, Feng Jiujiu felt like Ming Jing.
After all, she had seen with her own eyes the scene where Wang Qianchen and He Jun worked together to beat up the Wild Boar King on Qingcheng Mountain. The Wild Boar King died not long after, so can she still not understand what happened?
She asked this, not intentionally poking Lu Jun's scars, it was really just a casual chat - no matter how much you look down on Lu Jun, people have come to your mountain, so you have to show your friendship as a landlord and talk about something, right?
Lu Jun was still heartbroken when he mentioned the Wild Boar King. Although he didn't understand how the Wild Boar King provoked the new head of Qingcheng Mountain, he still gritted his teeth and said: "The murderer is the one named He Jun! Just wait and see, I will get it sooner or later. Kill him."
Feng Jiujiu nodded and said, "Call me when you want to take revenge. If I'm not busy, I'll go and help you."
Lu Jun knew that she was being polite and could not help him at all, so he didn't take it seriously at all, but still said: "Thank you, but I can handle this kind of mess by myself."
Feng Jiujiu said: "That is, your Samadhi True Fire is so powerful and domineering that no one can compare to the world. What does it matter to you as the leader of Qingcheng Mountain?" She thought to herself: "You can pull me down. Who doesn't know that you are most afraid of the demon slayer?" Even if I give you a hundred courages, you wouldn’t even dare to go to Qingcheng Mountain, and you’d be worse than the Golden Eagle King.”
Wang Qianchen thought to himself: "You want to kill He Jun? Then go quickly, he has the Qingyun Sword in his hand, it will be strange if he doesn't kill you in seconds."
Thinking of that scene, Wang Qianchen couldn't help but chuckle.
What a coincidence that this slight smile happened to be seen by Lu Jun. Lu Jun's fists clenched instantly, and he naturally thought: "It doesn't matter if the other demon emperors look down on me, but you also look down on me? Who do you think you are, a I’m just a demon king, so you don’t take me seriously?”
Thinking like this made Wang Qianchen hate him, but he was Feng Jiujiu's subordinate. Although he was filled with hatred in his heart, he still swallowed his anger on his face.
After a few polite words, Feng Jiujiu also arranged a seat for Lu Jun, and the Golden Eagle King, Lang Baibai and other demons also sat down one after another.
At this point, all the demon kings have arrived, and the "Demon King Banquet" organized by Feng Jiujiu has officially begun.
Although the monsters below still retain the habit of cannibalism, several demon emperors have long since stopped eating humans under the influence of the demon ancestor, or they have stopped eating people on the surface - the demon ancestor has always wanted to coexist peacefully with humans, so naturally He must lead by example. There are too many monsters to control, and even issuing orders may not be effective, but his subordinates must still listen to him.
Therefore, there is no obvious human flesh in the Demon King's banquet. Instead, there is some meat from other animals, as well as vegetables, fruits, drinks, wine, etc. In general, it is almost the same as the banquet in the human world.
Feng Jiujiu brought Wang Qianchen to the stage and first boasted about his achievements, such as killing Qingcheng, killing Kuzu Ye, destroying Hong Xiaohao and Huang Wei, etc., and then announced in front of all the demons that he would become the White Dog King, in charge of southern Yunnan, Sichuan, etc. The territory in Shu, Guangdong and Guangxi.
The monsters naturally cheered and applauded, and another monster king was born. This existence was already beyond the reach of a monster in his life. Even the ridge master could only look up. Lang Baibai sat in a corner, looking at Wang Qianchen, who was above him, and felt in his heart I was happy for him, but also felt a little sad, knowing that my fate with him was completely over.
Although he had said things like "When you become the Demon King, you have to take care of me" many times before, when that day came, he knew that the gap was too big and there was no possibility of getting close.
After getting off the stage, Feng Jiujiu took Wang Qianchen everywhere to toast. It was a bit like the scene where a master in the world takes his apprentice to visit the pier. "You will have to take more care of me when I go in the future." "This is the demon king under my hand. Everyone, please take care of me." "Give me some face," Che Zhuanluo said back and forth, but it also showed that Feng Jiujiu was really interested in Wang Qianchen.
Afterwards, there was free time. Everyone toasted to each other and reminisced about the past. Wang Qianchen was still thinking about Lang Baibai, so he called him aside to talk.
"White Dog King" Lang Baibai bowed his head slightly.
"Brother Lang, please don't do this, can you? We are sworn brothers!" Wang Qianchen lightly punched him in the chest.
Lang Baibai remained silent. Wang Qianchen could joke with him, but he couldn't really treat himself like a green onion.
Wang Qianchen said: "Brother Lang, would you like to come to my place and be the master of the ridge?"
Lang Baibai was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
Wang Qianchen said: "I think we two brothers should have a better understanding of each other when working together! I just became the Demon King, and the two ridge master positions under me are vacant. You can help me a lot if you come here."
Lang Baibai said: "It depends on what King Diao wants."
Wang Qianchen said: "That's no problem, I'll tell him!"
Wang Qianchen called the Golden Eagle King over again and explained his plan.
The Golden Eagle King said dumbfounded: "Okay, you poached me?"
Wang Qianchen cupped his hands and said, "King Golden Eagle, you also know that Brother Lang and I have a good relationship, so just think that I owe you a huge favor, okay?"