Outside Donghuamen of the Imperial City, it is the most prosperous market in the capital, bringing together rare treasures from all over the world, most of which are exclusively for royal purchases. The street facing Donghuamen is Alanlou Street, with various luxurious shops.

Arrangement, there are all kinds of precious goods, and everyone is a noble person.

The Alum Tower is the largest and most magnificent building next to the street. It consists of five buildings from east, west, south, north and middle. It has three floors high and five floors facing each other, with flying bridges connected, carved railings and painted buildings, bead curtains and embroidered foreheads, and colorful flags fluttering.

The lights are bright during the day and night, and customers are endless. Alum Tower and Pan Tower are called the first of Tokyo's Seventy-Two Main Stores. They are in excellent location. Looking west, you can see the beautiful scenery in the palace.

The lights are on, and the evening breeze brings coolness.

In the "Tianzi No. 1" private room on the top floor of the outer west building, the round table is filled with delicious wine and delicacies. Sitting in the main seat is a middle-aged man with a nose like an eagle hook and gorgeously dressed. His cheeks are thin and his lips are extremely thin.

At first glance, it looks like wine and color is too much, but the eyes are like lightning, and the demonic energy is restrained, clearly hiding terrible strength.

On his left hand was a middle-aged Confucian scholar in white clothes and white shoes. He was elegant and calm, spotless, with dark eyes as dark as ink, his skin as white as jade, and a dark green flute was inserted between his waist, which looked like gold but not gold,

Jade is not jade.

On his right hand were Pang Hentian, who was shaped like a mad lion, and Mo Li. They had their own adventures in the Demon-Sealing Valley, their magical skills became more and more sophisticated, their momentum was conspicuous, and their style was fully displayed.

In addition, there are also beautiful witches with different appearances and temperaments to accompany them. They are as enthusiastic as fire, with their eyes flowing, and they look like they are so captivating.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar pointed to the palace in the distance and smiled: "Brother Pei, if we join forces to forge a great cause and establish a demonic country, you will be the one sitting on that chair! Control the life and death of all people, receive worship from all officials, and hold the world.

How happy is wealth!"

The man with a hook nose was Pei Li, one of the four major demon kings of Jiuyou Valley. His eyes shot out of greedy and hot flames and said with a smile: "Thank you for the trust and support of the king. The old man Zhong is used to being a turtle, dies

I still refuse to delegate power when it is over. Don’t blame me for not being reminiscent of my old love. When I take over the position of Demon Emperor, I will repay the King of Man, King of Knife and Prince Mo as promised."

"The King of Unintentional Man" Ren Gucheng, one of the four major guardians of the Demon Cult, the chief think tank of the leader of the Demon Cult, Zong Wei, is proficient in astronomy, geography, arithmetic calendar, military book strategy, and Qimen Dunjia. This time, he secretly formed an alliance with the Demon King Xijue to capture the situation.

He presided over the matter of Jiuyou Valley.

Ren Gucheng said: "The centipede insect died without being stiff. Although the old demon emperor had half his foot in the gate of hell, as long as he did not take his last breath, he should not be looked down upon."

Pei Li said: "Don't worry, the king of humans, my arrangements are foolproof!"

Ren Gucheng nodded and said, "When Brother Pei successfully takes over the power, my leader of the God Sect will come to Kaifeng in person and officially sign an alliance with you to jointly seek hegemony!"

Pei Li remembered Zong Wei's reputation as domineering and cruel in the Demon Sect, and his heart trembled and said slowly: "Will your sect leader admit the agreement between you and me?"

Ren Gucheng said: "My God's leader adheres to the will of heaven to command thousands of believers and will never betray his promises. Nowadays, the chaos of various countries is a good opportunity for the God's disciple to spread the world and the world. How can the leader's vision be limited to the Central Plains

Area? I don’t hide it from Brother Pei. I went to Liao Kingdom in the north, to Lingnan in the south, to Dali in the west, to Goryeo in the east, and to preach in the secret. The leader has long made it clear that the divine power is separated from the secular regime and will never interfere with Brother Pei in the future.

The decision to make government affairs must be respected by the whole country, and all the gods of the world must be prohibited!”

Pei Li smiled and said, "If I founded a country, I will worship the Divine religion as the national religion!"

Ren Gucheng said: "Brother Pei said nothing, and everyone here is witness. Please drink a full drink!"

The two raised their glasses and drank together, looking at each other and smiling.

Pei Li said: "If the kings of all countries all advocate the divine religion, the religious leader can be changed to the Pope. After playing this game of chess, the general will be honored forever and will be admired by the disciples of the Demon Sect forever."

Ren Gucheng looked at Pei Li with a deep meaning and said lightly: "Brother Pei, the chess player is the leader of my God Cult. How dare Ren steal the credit? Life is short, and you can enjoy it in time. As for the name behind you, it is a destruction or reputation.

I never care.”

Pei Li laughed loudly and raised his glass to invite Pang Hentian. Mo Li: "Tomorrow, the showdown with Lao Piao Man Zhong, all of them will be delayed by the King of Knife and Master Mo!"

Pang Hentian smiled, and there seemed to be a demon dragon struggling and roaring in his body. The terrifying aura made the witches almost collapsed: "Pang can't wait to ask the Demon Emperor for advice!"

Among the four great protectors of the Demon Sect, Ren Gucheng is the first in wisdom, while Pang Hentian is the first in martial arts! He is the only one in this world who dares to challenge Zong Wei several times but never dies.

At the end of Yanlou Street, there is a stretch of houses with ancient trees forming a forest, and the place is quiet. You can hardly hear the noise of cars and horses on the street. This is Zhong Wannian's house. It is rumored that Yanlou Street has three points.

One of the shops belongs to the Zhong family's industry, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as a daily stake of gold. This shows the luxury of the Zhong family.

At the core of Zhong Mansion is a heavily guarded courtyard, surrounded by at least ten guards, and idle people are strictly prohibited from approaching.

In the middle of the yard stands a lonely two-story building, built with pure black wood, unique shape and transparent on all sides. I saw that the ground on the first floor was sunken, and a square white jade pool was built, and the pool was filled with some white.

The liquid emits a strange fragrance.

An old man with silver hair and bony skeleton sat cross-legged in the middle of the pool, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, and the interval between one breath and one breath was long, with a faint mist surrounding his body. As time went by, the white liquid level was at a speed that was hard to detect with the naked eye.

It slowly descended. Suddenly, the old man's lower abdomen swelled, the blue veins on his body twisted and raised like an earthworm, and his whole body became hideous like a demon.

"puff!"

A mouthful of black blood mist was sprayed out, full of rotten air.

The old man opened his eyes and raised his hand to brush it, and countless blood drops evaporated instantly. He sighed softly, and a little helpless pain appeared in his eyes. He slowly stood up and walked out of the pool.

There were two old servants in black waiting by the pool for a long time. One carefully wiped his body for him, and the other served him with clothes and shoes, with his movements skillfully and naturally.

The old man was the contemporary demon emperor, the rich man in the capital, Zhong Wannian. He looked up at the starry sky with his hands behind his back. His tall and thin figure could not hide his desolation and loneliness. He sighed: "The demon insects in my body are becoming more and more difficult to suppress. Maybe it's time to stop everything.

At that time, you two served me for nearly forty years and should enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren. After tomorrow, you will return to your hometown to live in seclusion and don’t get involved in the battle between the Demon Sect.”

The two old servants crawled on the ground tremblingly and said in unison: "Serving the Emperor is a lifelong blessing, and the old slave is unwilling to resign."

Zhong Wannian shook his head and said, "The inheritance of the Demon Emperor has always been bloody. If you don't leave as soon as possible, are you waiting for someone to behead? There is a banquet that will disperse, so it's better to go back!"

The tall and stout old servant on the left raised his head in shock: "If the emperor abdicates, shouldn't he be replaced by King Dongyou? With you suppressed, who dares not accept it?"

Zhong Wannian said: "There is no better father to know his son! The rebellious son is too obsessed with the glitz of the world, lacks fighting spirit, and is impure in magic. People in this world cannot overcome the innate threshold. How can they convince the public? If he forcibly takes office, the other three are afraid of joining hands first.

Kill him and then fight against each other. If he gives up power, he will live a few more years."

The old servant's eyes turned dark. According to this, he should have left quietly under his name. Otherwise, they would have been tortured by the new emperor and forced the old demon emperor to ask about the privacy secrets. Life is worse than death.

The slightly thin old servant on the right whispered: "Why don't the Emperor let King Dongyou go to the Nine Nether Demon Realm? Put it to death and live."

Zhong Wannian smiled bitterly and said, "Have I stopped him? He was cowardly and dared not go!"

The Nine Nether Demon Realm is the core of the Nine Nether Valley. According to legend, there is a secret way to connect to the other world's demon realm, which is desolate and terrifying, with monsters rampant, and those who enter it die without any life. However, there is also a great opportunity hidden in the Demon Realm, and those who get it can leap into the Dragon Gate.

, breaking through the shackles of the acquired peak. All the Demon Emperors were powerful people who had been promoted to the innate realm in the Demon Realm and fought out a way to return to the human world.

The two old servants were silent at the same time, their hearts were undulating, and the old demon emperor was about to fall. The familiar life was about to undergo drastic changes. Where should we go?

Zhong Wannian sighed: "Children and grandchildren have their own fate, and I can't care so much. Spiritual turtle and spiritual crane, remember my words and take your family away from Tokyo!" As he said that, he walked to the table and picked up a

A bowl of thick medicine juice poured into his stomach, frowned, and smiled: "After tomorrow, you won't have to drink this poisonous fire lotus insect-making medicine that is so bitter that it is in the bottom of your heart."

"Emperor!" The two old servants choked and left two lines of turbid tears, unable to help themselves.

Demon insects parasitize inside the internal organs. If the medicine is stopped, the lifespan of the Demon Emperor will be only seven days left.
Chapter completed!