Ying Meng, who used the pass order to walk out of the barrier, was a little confused. It seemed that he was not used to finding that the black dog didn't catch up. He shook his head to get rid of such a cheap thought, looked at the pass order in his hand and thought about where to go. The animal world? No, that's it.

All the resources of the colonies in the fairy world go far to the fairy world. How many graves have you peeled off and killed after going to the ghost world? Go to the devil world. They should also hate the fairy world. And they were also a powerful world in the past.

After being defeated by the fairy world after the Demon War, both resources and status were suppressed to the lowest level, so go there.

Compared with the fairy world, the demon world seems dilapidated. Desolate land, hungry refugees. The rivers have dried up, the tides have invaded the land, and the lives have been reduced to ashes. The vegetation has become gray, the earth is pale, and everything has declined. Only some buildings in disrepair seem to tell the story of his past.

The current demon lord Feng Xie should want to change the status quo, so Ying Meng decided to see if he could be persuaded to become an enemy of the fairy world.

Extremely skillful, he used electric current to control a passerby's mind and asked him about the location of the Demon Palace. If that person hadn't looked completely controlled, Yingmeng would have suspected that there was something wrong with his spell. This dilapidated wool thatched house is

Demon Palace!?

"Yang Cang, I was wrong. Your ruined temple is not the worst building in the Eight Realms." Ying Meng, who opened the door and found that the door had fallen off, apologized piously to the dust in the sky.

"Ebony door, three taels of silver." came a decadent voice.

"Is this broken door made of sandalwood? It still costs three taels of silver, why don't you go and grab it?" said the poor man Ying Meng.

head on

A man with a head full of sawdust came up, wearing a silk robe with an invisible color, and carrying a jar of wine... Ying Meng said that the gender could not be estimated at the moment, considering that he firmly believed in the two demons.

The host had an affair, so let’s assume she was a “female”. She raised the wine jar, poured the last few drops of wine into her mouth, and threw the jar away. With the sound of broken ceramics, she wiped her mouth randomly,

Shakingly, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Yingmeng:

"The dignified Xuanxian can't afford to pay three taels of silver?"

Yingmeng, who really can’t afford to pay, said: "...Actually, I am the poorest "rich" Xuan... no... little fairy."

"I heard that Xuanlu Palace's wealthy family even paved the floor with white marble. Now they can't afford to pay for a door?"

The once rich and oily Ying Meng received 100,000 points of damage. In order to avoid more damage, she chose to change the subject: "I dare you to ask if you are Feng Xie."

Feng Xie: "Since when have cancers become polite?" After speaking, he raised his fists in both hands and taunted, "That's right."

Yingmeng rolled her eyes and stopped pretending, "Are you willing? A generation of heroes fell here. The demon world once had many heroes, but now they are so exploited by the fairy world..."

Feng Xie: "I'm willing! This is fate. I thought people who have been to Yunge Tower would know more than a drunkard like me!"

Shadow Dream: "I know, but the Book of Heaven also says that you make your own destiny..."

Feng Xie: "But you can't escape the way of heaven."

Shadow Dream: "Even if

Fate has already arranged everything, but the path of destiny is still shaped by us. It can only bring us things that we should face, but it is up to us to decide how to face them."

Feng Xie took a deep look at Ying Meng: "Oh. Wherever you go, the immortals with their nostrils turned upward are different. Then should I change my mind and cooperate with you to create greater glory? But why?"

Yingmeng: "Because you won't give in!!"

Feng Xie: "You are not willing to accept it. The genius Xuanxian who once covered the sky with one hand has become a street rat that everyone yells at... Ha!"

Shadow Dream: "Both each other. Representatives of evil."

Feng Xie: "Good and evil are nothing more than false words. Come, the future representative of the evil path."

After watching Ying Meng shout for the wine she handed over, Feng Xie dismissed him casually.

Later, Yingmeng would come every day to try to persuade Feng Xie, and if Feng Xie couldn't escape, he would first talk about household chores, then talk about it for half an hour, and finally say, "It's getting late, next time."

Let’s talk again next time.

No matter how stupid Ying Meng is, he still knows that Feng Xie is fighting with Xini. If the civilized way doesn't work, he can only use extraordinary means. Ying Meng doesn't go there himself, and directly finds a group of shadows to squat at Feng Xie's door and cry bitterly. This method is good.

Feng Xie agreed to cooperate. After a banquet, Ying Meng never saw Feng Xie again. Ying Meng didn’t know what she had promised when she was half drunk and half awake. She only knew that she was surrounded by a bunch of people as soon as she woke up.
Chapter completed!