All the wind demons showed surprised expressions. The Demon Dragon Clan is a powerful demon tribe that is two different ruling classes away from them. The two are very different. It is estimated that the Demon Dragon Clan does not even know whether the Wind Demon Clan exists. How could it exist?
Order conveyed?
Is there going to be a change in the management power of the jurisdiction? Not only the first-level wind demon, but also the second-level wind demon elders showed worry on their faces.
"Don't worry, everyone." The deputy chief of Feng Mo noticed everyone's worries and explained, "The order from Lord Demon Dragon Clan is very simple, which is to ask each of our Demon Realm Town jurisdictions to check whether any special events have occurred recently, and if so, report them immediately.
, but you can’t make it up randomly, and you can’t conceal it or not report it, otherwise the consequences will be serious.”
"So that's it..." All the wind demons breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the Lord Demon Dragon Clan's order does not affect their interests.
"Special event? I don't know what is considered a special event?" A second-level wind demon elder asked, "Is there any specific clues or directions? Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to report trivial things."
All the wind demons nodded, they were also confused.
"There are no clues and no direction. We can only control the situation by ourselves." The deputy chief said seriously, "Don't ask each other. Since the Lord of the Demon Dragon Clan has told you this, it must be a secret. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, you may do it for us.
It will lead to death."
All the wind demons nodded solemnly.
"These are the instructions from Lord Demonic Dragon Clan. Everyone should pay attention to them. In the remaining time, let's report on the tax situation of the villages we manage and see how much income we have this year." The deputy chief said this and couldn't help showing joy.
smile.
Other wind demons are also relaxed, and it always makes people feel happy when they share the benefits.
Soon, the first-level wind demons reported the taxes of each village chief under their rule. The deputy chief and the two second-level wind demon elders kept nodding, obviously satisfied with the tax situation.
When it was the last one's turn to speak, he first reported the tax situation, and then said with some hesitation: "There are no problems in the villages under my jurisdiction, but a few days ago, a human-demon village called Puhua Village died.
One of our close associates and their village chief has reported the situation to me, but it has not been dealt with yet. I wonder if this is considered a special situation?"
All the demons laughed.
"Demons die every day in the jurisdiction controlled by Muyuan Town due to various reasons, not to mention the larger jurisdictions. It's just a close demon who died. This is normal and not unusual." A second-ranker said.
Elder Feng Mo shook his head and said.
"But the death of that close friend was very strange. It is said that he was cursed to death for no reason, which frightened the human and demon villagers who were accompanying them." The wind demon said hesitantly.
"Curse?" The deputy chief of Feng Mo didn't care at first. Hearing this sentence, his heart moved. "Please explain the situation in detail. Do you have any scene retrospectives?"
At that moment, Feng Mo nodded and said, "Yes, Lieda, the head of Puhua Village, has already shown it to me."
He described the situation, then reviewed the scene that Lieda performed at that time, and re-projected it in the conference room.
Although it was just a retrospective of the scene, when they saw Wang Mie's strange aging and death, the wind demons still showed frightened expressions. They all exchanged glances and felt chills running down their spines.
"What a vicious curse." After a long silence, the second-level wind demon elder said slowly.
"It is indeed vicious." The deputy chief of Feng Mo's eyelids twitched, "At least it took the action of a third-level demon to cause this human demon to die without warning. This can be considered special."
"Deputy Chief," said Feng Mo, "I have inquired and found out that the most powerful human demon in Puhua Village is only in the late stage of becoming a demon. It is impossible to retaliate against Wang Mie. There should be other murderers."
The deputy chief of Feng Mo pondered: "It doesn't matter whether they are murderers or not. It doesn't matter if this confidant is dead. But this matter must be reported as a special incident. Before getting a reply, gather all the villagers in Puhua Village and press them individually."
Torture, and if there is any doubt, extract the memory directly. Although they cannot be the murderer, they may be related to this matter, and even if there is only a slight possibility, we cannot let it go."
"Deputy Chief." The wind demon was startled. "If you do this, it will be equivalent to destroying Puhua Village, and our tax revenue will be reduced by one piece."
"Your mission is to execute the order, you don't need to worry about the rest." Deputy Chief Feng Mo said, "If we can find the special events that the Demon Dragon Clan Master needs, it doesn't matter even if it costs the whole village."
"Yes, Mr. Deputy Chief." At that moment, Feng Mo sat down in annoyance. He had ten villages under his rule. If he wanted to attack Puhua Village, it would mean that there would be one-tenth fewer floods in the future. He felt in his heart
I am very depressed. If I had known this, it would be better not to mention this matter.
The deputy village chief of Feng Mo thought for a while and said to the two second-level Feng Mo elders: "Liao Dong, Yuan Ye, you go to Puhua Village in person, and bring all the humans and demons with Zuo Li. Don't miss any of them.
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"Yes, Deputy Chief." Liao Dong and Yuanye responded at the same time and stood up.
Zuo Li was the wind demon who turned around. When he saw the two elders standing up, he had no choice but to stand up too.
Suddenly, a strange atmosphere bloomed in the conference room, like the calm before extreme danger, or the suffering before the end of the world.
All the wind demons' expressions froze.
Without warning, a handsome young man appeared on the conference table. He had a fair face, black and white eyes, red lips and white teeth. He looked very cute, making people feel close and happy at the first sight.
"You... who are you?" Feng Mo's deputy chief asked in horror. He wanted to activate his breath, but found that his body was like a lead-heavy stone. It no longer belonged to him and he could not move at all.
The other wind demons were pale, unable to speak, and filled with inexplicable horror.
The people standing in the conference room were all the elites of the Wind Demon Clan, but they were all suppressed and unable to move. It was simply shocking to tell the truth.
"I am your God of Blessings. I heard the screams in your hearts, so I came here to give you my supreme blessing." The cursed spirit smiled at him, with an indescribable bone-melting viciousness in its smile.
The deputy chief of Feng Mo yelled, and his body instantly expanded into a rotten bag, and then exploded with a bang. The smelly minced meat splashed out, covering the heads and faces of the two second-level elders next to him.
How could he withstand the smile of the cursed spirit because he had only become a demon for three times?
The other wind demons were shaking like chaff, but a thick aura of death spread in the room. In just a moment, they were shocked to find that they began to age rapidly, and their bodies and spirits began to decay rapidly.
"Curse..." The wind demons suddenly realized this word. The scene they had just recalled was still in their minds, but now it has become a terrifying fact.
But they had no power to resist and could only perish in despair.
After a while, most of the Feng Mo elites in Muyuan Town turned into a pile of ashes.
The cursed spirit chuckled and made a creepy sound. Before the figure became transparent and disappeared, it silently merged the remaining cursed power into the air.
If someone investigates afterwards, anyone who wants to collect any clues or perform scenario recall will be poisoned by the curse.
The more vicious something is, the more exciting it is to the cursed spirit.
Cheng Dayan's figure is looming, standing in the void like a shadow. No one can see him unless he is a master of rank eight or above.
"Report a special event? The Demonic Dragon Clan? Do these two have anything to do with Master? Or are they here for the Seven Stars of Beacon?" His face was solemn, and there was a look of thinking in his eyebrows.
He and Tianma both knew that Xia Chen accidentally discovered the Seven Stars of Beacon Map in Demon Realm Village. This was a top secret, so after snooping on the contents of the Wind Demon Clan's meeting, they immediately thought of this aspect.
Although it is not certain yet, it is better to treat this kind of thing as it exists than as it does not exist. All possible dangers must be nipped in the bud.
Fortunately, the Cursed Spirits were sent out just now to wipe out almost all the top leaders of the Wind Demon Tribe. Except for the Human Demon Clan villagers, no one else would know about the "unusual incident" of the death of a close relative of the Human Demon Tribe.
Even if the sudden death of all the senior members of the Wind Demon Clan was reported as a "special incident", there would be no clues here because there is no evidence of the death.
Thinking of this, Cheng Dayan felt relieved, his figure flashed, and disappeared out of thin air with the cursed spirit.
Destroying the Wind Demon Clan was only a small matter, but accidentally overhearing that the Demon Dragon Clan was looking for a "special" event was a big deal. He wanted to return to Puhua Village as soon as possible and report this matter to Xia Chen.
Not long after he left, a wind demon in the late stage of demonization came in a hurry, with a puzzled look on his face, and said to himself: "The clan leader has given the order to hold a joint meeting, why haven't you all come yet?
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He walked to the door of the mansion and respectfully conveyed his spiritual thoughts to enter. However, after a long time, he didn't see any response, so he gently opened the door in confusion.
Immediately, a rotten, fishy, and vicious smell hit his face, almost making people sick. On the walls of the conference room, on the table, and on the floor, masses of twisted and dirty flesh and ashes flew everywhere.
Feng Mo's face suddenly froze, and then his body began to tremble involuntarily. Although he didn't see the body, seeing this scene, even the stupidest demon would know what happened.
The cursed breath made an eerie swishing sound, hitting his face like a knife, leaving blood marks one after another.
"Ah!" Feng Mo let out a scream, covered his bloody face with both hands, turned around and ran wildly.
A moment later, the leader of the Feng Mo clan came over with a large number of Feng Mo. Seeing the bloody scene inside the open door, the muscles on his face immediately twitched.
However, before he could get angry, the cursed aura had already poured out crazily from inside, covering all the wind demons like ghost mist. Several wind demons contaminated by the mist immediately rotted and melted as if sulfuric acid had been poured on them.
A bloody hissing sound came from the mist, which was unusually harsh. This was the roar of a fierce soul, which could be directly transmitted to the brain of the cultivator through spiritual thoughts, regardless of hearing.
Many wind demons immediately covered their ears, with extremely painful expressions on their faces, and screamed wildly. Some of the weaker wind demons even had their heads shattered.
For a moment, the scene became a mess. (To be continued...)