"The world has become peaceful," Cheng Dayan blew on the non-existent blood on his hands and said expressionlessly.
There was deathly silence everywhere. Every demon clan, including Wang Lun, looked at Xia Chen and the other three with extremely horrified eyes. They were completely dumbfounded.
Aren't these three guys here to die? Why do they dare to do this? Many demons didn't even turn around and were thinking stupidly
"Da Yan, kill them all," Xia Chen said in an understatement. He really had no interest in talking nonsense to these people who were destined to die.
"Bullying the weak is my strength." Cheng Dayan smiled ferociously, and with his spiritual thoughts moving, three terrifying large handprints fell out of thin air, turning the remaining three horned demons into pulp.
The bloody scene suddenly appeared like a nightmare, strongly impacting the nerves of Wang Lun and other human demons. The demons with poor self-control almost began to scream insanely.
"Run away!" Wang Lun's face was distorted, and he roared like crazy. His reaction was not too slow, and he had time to turn around and set up the escape light.
Although after seeing the other party take action, he knew that there was no point in escaping, but his survival instinct still made him make a desperate struggle before death.
Unfortunately, as soon as he turned around, he stood as still as a stone. An invisible force fell from the sky and imprisoned him in place.
Tianma opened his mouth and spat out, and a blazing fairy light instantly fell on Wang Lun, turning into a blazing fire and burning
So, the roar instantly turned into a shrill wail.
Thump thump... Yintong and Shitou trembled all over, kneeling down in despair, begging desperately for mercy.
They have just enjoyed eternal life for only a few thousand years, and they plan to actively break through to the middle stage of the Master and enjoy the happy life of the demons. How can they want to die here?
Cheng Dayan didn't even look at it, and he flicked the two greedy human demons and other human demons into pieces of blood mist in an instant.
He is indeed the weakest rank 7 master, but he is also rank 7
In the blink of an eye, only Wang Lun, who was only half-lived, was left in the field. The flames burned on him, making a crackling sound, and his entire face began to turn black and gray.
"My uncle will avenge me and you will all die badly!" Wang Lun knew that there was no luck, so he shouted in despair
"Your uncle will die too," Xia Chen said calmly, "You are a cancer in Puhua Village, I will root you out."
A handsome and cute young man suddenly appeared from behind Xia Chen and smiled at Wang Lun.
Wang Lun shouted, and instantly turned into ashes. The cursed spirit's smile was beyond what he could bear.
But the curse did not disappear. Instead, it spread secretly, using a strange rule to find people with blood similar to Wang Lun.
At this time, on the outskirts of Muyuan Town, Lieda and a group of human demons came out of the town of the Feng Mo ruler and flew towards Puhua Village.
Their expressions were all ugly. Even if Wang Mie communicated with them this year, the taxes were still 30% higher than last year. Moreover, they had to deal with the leveling up of Feng Mo. After excluding all kinds of expenses, there were very few hard-earned resources left.
The remaining resources are not even enough to add magic circles to the village, let alone allow the younger generations to practice and make breakthroughs.
Although resources are only auxiliary on the way to practice, with sufficient resources, it can achieve twice the result with twice the result. Without resources, the speed of practice will be very slow, and the development of Puhua Village will naturally be far away.
Lieda and others felt heavy, no one spoke, they just flew silently
Wang Lun followed the team, silent on the surface, but extremely excited in his heart.
"Stupid demon, you really think that I will communicate with you to reduce taxes. If you don't increase taxes, where will I get the benefits?"
"Master Feng Mo and I will split the extra 30% in taxes. Even though it is only close to 10%, it is still extremely rich wealth. After Ai returns, he can support a few loyal juniors and make the collective relationship stronger."
"Lieda, after you were sold by me, you still want to thank me for mediating for you. Hehe, without your selfless dedication, how could I have so much money... Haha"
The more Wang Lun thought about it, the more excited he became and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lieda and others looked back at him angrily. Is this guy still in the mood to laugh?
Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened, looking at Wang Lun with horror.
Wang Lun was startled, and subconsciously stopped darting, standing in the air, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Wang Lun, why has your hair turned white, and there are so many wrinkles on your face, and they are still increasing..." A demon villager pointed at him and said in a trembling voice
The other demons stopped fleeing and subconsciously wanted to stay away from Wang Lun
Although they are all powerful demons, they grew up in Puhua Village and had very little knowledge. When they saw incomprehensible phenomena, they couldn't help but be frightened and frightened.
Lieda's expression also changed. Although he was more knowledgeable than others, he didn't know why Wang Lun became so weird.
"Wang Lun, what are you playing? Everyone is not in a good mood. Can you please be normal?" He said in a deep voice, thinking that Wang Lun himself was up to something.
"I, I...ho ho" Wang Lun wanted to say something, but found that he could not say anything. Not only was the demon body shrinking rapidly, losing moisture and becoming dry, even the soul began to age faster, as if
Thousands of years passed in his body in an instant
But the real demon can live forever, and the upper demon is already a top powerhouse, so how can there be signs of aging and weakening?
In the blink of an eye, Wang Lun turned into a frightening skeleton.
His face was twisted ferociously, as if he still wanted to struggle, but pieces of rotten skin fell off his body, and then turned black and turned into ashes. The exposed skeleton quickly developed mold spots, and then began to turn black and rot.
He is like a tens of millions of years old zombie, accelerating its collapse in the ruthless years
All the villagers, including Lieda, hid far away and looked at this scene in horror. They could not understand what happened to Wang Lun. They only felt chills running down their spines and their hearts beating with fear.
With a crash, Wang Lun turned into a pile of rotten bones and fell from the sky. However, before landing on the ground, he turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.
The human-demon villagers shuddered together and remained silent.
"It's a curse, it must be a curse..." Lieda murmured. As the village chief, he is also at the peak of the middle stage of becoming a demon, so he still has discernment.
"But for no reason, why did Wang Lun plant a curse?" A human-demon villager asked after hesitation.
"I don't know," Lieda said with a bitter smile, "Maybe he offended a big shot who couldn't afford to offend, so he was cursed."
"Anyone who commits many unjust acts will be punished by death. I think this is retribution." Suddenly, a bold human demon snorted coldly, "This guy is a close associate of the Wind Demon Clan. He is arrogant and domineering. He and his despicable gang
Are there not many villagers that you guys have driven to death? It’s a good thing that he is dead and has brought a disaster to our village.”
"I also think it's retribution. The Demon God can't stand this guy's bad deeds and just let him die."
"I didn't dare to say it just now, but now I just want to say one word, so happy, hahaha"
"You have two words, one word is... cool! Hahaha"
With that bold human-demon beginning, the other simple human-demon villagers immediately became excited, and their expressions of excitement were palpable, showing the depth of their resentment towards Wang Lun.
Lieda was silent in thought, but his brows gradually wrinkled. He was the village chief after all, and he would not be as simple as the villagers thought.
Wang Lun's death must have been caused by someone secretly. Whether it was due to personal grudges or public outrage, it has become a fait accompli. Although this removed a cancer for Puhua Village, it also offended the Wind Demon Clan.
It doesn't matter that Wang Lun died, what matters is how the Wind Demon Tribe will react? Should they anger Puhua Village, investigate the truth, or send another crony over?
If it is the former, Puhua Village is in danger. It is entirely possible for the Wind Demon Clan to destroy the entire village or kill most of the human demons in order to maintain the dignity of the ruler.
Although this may cause the Wind Demon Clan to suffer losses, for the sake of maintaining the stability of their rule, the tax revenue of one village is not important. The Wind Demon Clan rules hundreds of villages.
At this time, a villager had already picked up the storage bag that Wang Lun had left behind. When he opened it, he was shocked: "This is the magic bead we use to pay taxes. Why is it here with him?"
Other villagers gathered around, looking at the large amount of resources in the storage bag, their faces became ugly.
Although they lack knowledge, they are not stupid. Seeing these resources, they still don’t understand that Wang Lun is behind it.
"Fortunately, this guy is dead, otherwise we wouldn't know how much blood and sweat we would have absorbed," the bold human-demon villager said bitterly.
"He originally said that helping us communicate can reduce the tax burden, but the tax burden is getting heavier year by year. He also said that he tried his best, but there is nothing he can do. It turns out that the problem is here." The other demons were also indignant and scolded Wang Lun.
"The most hateful thing is that the Wind Demon Clan deliberately collects such heavy taxes every year and quarrels with us because they are afraid that we will surpass them in development in the future and threaten their dominance."
"If we didn't have enough power, we would have overthrown Ya and liberated all the villages."
"It's useless. As long as we don't turn up to become a demon, we won't be able to compete with the Wind Demon Clan. I heard that the leader of the Wind Demon Clan is a third-level demon, and the Night Demon Clan above them has
Sixth-level demons, we are just the lowest level of demons. Once we show resistance, we will be eliminated immediately."
"It seems that we can only wait for a genius from our human-demon clan. If there is a human-demon who can enter the next level, I will be willing to use the resources of the whole village."
"I would also like to..."
The demons spoke further and further, and vented their anger from Wang Lun to the Feng Mo Clan. Anyway, they were far away from Muyuan Town, and there were no other demons around, so there was no need for the Feng Mo Clan to hear them.
But Lieda still stopped their gradually fermenting remarks. It is meaningless to say these things before they have enough strength.
He asked the demons to return to the village on their own, and then told them that he would return to Muyuan Town and report the incident to the ruler of the wind demons.
Lieda did not tell her story, lest the villagers' newly excited and happy moods would become heavy again (to be continued)