At first, late at night, several monks sneaked and tried to steal into the city lord's mansion to investigate.

As a result, after being discovered by the old man, several people were frozen into ice cubes, standing on the periphery like ice sculptures, and were not discovered the next day.

Several other people had even more strange ideas. They actually went to the city lord's mansion and flipped through the other party and threw out the garbage, trying to find clues.

As a result, they were discovered by several patrol guards and were directly struck by lightning. They were then caught by the guards.

"There are eighteen chances tomorrow. If all of them fail, you can prepare."

The lonely lamp is like a bean. On the third floor of the inn in front of the city lord's mansion, the face of the prince of the Jiao clan reflected a cold light that flashed and darkened. He looked at the direction of the city lord's mansion and ordered in a gloomy voice.

"Anyway, I must get this inheritance opportunity, and I must get this city!"

"Yes, prince."

The dozen people in front of them looked cold and bowed their hands, then they all stepped down to prepare.

In the early morning of the next day, the prince of the Jiao clan came again.

This time the items he prepared changed again, and they were completely delicacies in the same restaurant.

But as a result, the old man was scolded again.

However, this time, the prince of the Jiao clan seemed to have gotten used to it and his expression did not change at all.

"Thirty chances, they just disappeared like this, it's really shocking."

The monks watched the cultivators sighed. These were three million top-quality spirit stones, and the dishes prepared by the prince of the Jiao clan were probably worth doubled.

As a result, in addition to letting the old man earn a pen spirit stone and have a full meal, he was scolded more and he did not get any benefits.

At noon, the prince of the Jiao clan stood in front of the people again, and this time there were only eight dishes left in front of him.

This is also the last eight chances for the first group of cultivators of the Jiao clan to come here.

The items prepared by the prince of the Jiao clan were still very attentive, but the result was that the old man was still scolded as garbage by smearing his mouth.

This time, the prince of the Jiao clan laughed instead.

"Senior, I want to know, is there really something in this city that suits your taste?"

"Did you get your donkey's hair stuck in your ears or were you kicked by the donkey? I said yesterday, you forgot today!" The old man still had the same attitude and cursed.

"Haha, actually I'm wondering if there is a possibility that we don't need to find the delicacies you love the most."

The other party ignored the scolding, and the prince of the Jiao clan laughed instead.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that the prince of the Jiao clan looked strange, the old man frowned slightly.

"You are the lord of this place, and you have tokens that can leave the city, so we will try our best to win over you, please you, and follow your instructions."

The prince of the Jiao clan smiles more and more intensely.

"But then I thought, if this token comes to me, why should I try my best to please you? After all, it doesn't matter whether you are happy or not, it's important to get the token, right?"

Hearing this, everyone onlookers felt cold. The words of the prince of the Jiao clan were filled with a strong sense of hostility.

Upstairs, Qin Cheng also raised his eyebrows slightly.

The position of this prince of the Jiao clan in the demon clan is equivalent to that of Ying Yuxi in Jiuzhou, and his mind is indeed good.

"Do you want to grab it?" the old man said coldly.

"No, I just need some way...get it!"

Speaking of this, the prince of the Jiao clan suddenly turned cold.

"Do it!"

A low shout.

More than a dozen monks behind him flew out suddenly at the same time, and their hands quickly condensed their spiritual techniques and rushed to the old man.

At the same time, the long table in front of the old man exploded instantly, and countless spiritual lights shone. The formation on the table turned into a net and entangled towards the old man.

Swish!

The fifteen dragon monks around him burst into a bright light and controlled the net to fall down at a rapid speed.

"You've been tampering with each other on the table."


Chapter completed!