"You killed my son, I will fight with you..." The woman suddenly rushed towards the burly man.
The burly man frowned, swung the long knife in his hand and slashed.
"Uh-huh,"
The sword flashed and both of the woman's legs were chopped off.
"Ah," the woman screamed and fell to the ground.
It was better for the burly man to show mercy, otherwise the knife just now would have directly killed the woman.
Princess Yingying was disturbed from her shopping fun, and felt very angry. She snorted and shouted to the onlookers: "Get away from me. If you dare to surround me again, I will kill them all."
"This is Princess Yingying of the feudal prince's palace," someone shouted.
"We can't afford to offend him," the onlookers all dispersed.
"Let's go," Princess Yingying walked forward without even looking at the dead little boy or the woman with a broken leg.
Several burly men immediately raised their heels.
After a while, Princess Yingying and several burly men disappeared, leaving only the miserable cry of the woman with a broken leg.
The world is like this. If you have no ability or status, you can only be bullied. The most important thing is that if you are bullied, you have no place to reason. Alas... This world is really speechless.
After a long time, Princess Yingying's mood improved slightly and her face was no longer so gloomy.
"Hey, hey... everyone, hurry up and listen to storytelling. It's wonderful storytelling... It will be your biggest regret in your life if you don't listen..." A man shouted from the teahouse in front.
Princess Yingying was stunned for a moment, then walked towards the teahouse.
Several burly men were closely guarding the surroundings.
After a while, Princess Yingying arrived at the teahouse. At this time, the teahouse was filled with all kinds of men and women. Several waiters were carrying teapots and pouring tea for the customers. A wooden wooden structure was built in front of the teahouse. There is a table on the table, and a woman in a white shirt is standing behind the table and talking about storytelling.
"Princess Yingying, you are here," the teahouse owner personally greeted her.
Princess Yingying nodded arrogantly: "Clean out a private room for me. I want to drink tea and listen to storytelling."
"Hey, okay, Princess Yingying, please come with me," the shopkeeper said in a low voice, leading Princess Yingying and several burly men to the second floor.
The woman who was talking about storytelling on the wooden platform suddenly glanced at Princess Yingying, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in her eyes.
In the best private room on the second floor.
Princess Yingying sat in front of the window, holding a cup of fragrant hot tea in her hand, looking through the open window at the woman on the first floor who was talking about storytelling.
Several burly men lined up on both sides of the private room, wholeheartedly guarding Princess Yingying's safety.
"Okay," there was warm applause from the first floor.
Princess Yingying smiled and nodded: "The woman who is talking about storytelling below is indeed very eloquent, and the stories she tells are also very vivid. Not bad, really good."
In fact, the woman talking about storytelling on the wooden platform on the first floor was Qing'er. She followed Hua Taisui's orders and sneaked into Tianxia City secretly. The purpose was to get close to Princess Yingying. As for why she wanted to get close to Princess Yingying... I will explain it later.
Qing'er picked up a cup of tea, moistened her throat, and then said with a smile: "Next, I will tell you a secret story from the ancient times of the demon world."
"Okay," there was a warm applause from the first floor.
Princess Yingying, who was sitting in a private room on the second floor, was also curious. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
Qing'er put down her tea cup and began to speak: "The demon world in ancient times was far more prosperous than it is now, and the number of demon clans at that time was also far more than it is now."
At this time, a middle-aged man in the hall asked: "Are you bragging? There were really more monsters in ancient times than now."
Qing'er nodded: "I read it from ancient books. I'm definitely not bragging. According to ancient books, the number of monsters in ancient times was almost ten times that of today."
"Ah, so many," the middle-aged man said in surprise.
"I am definitely not exaggerating, let alone fabricating. If you don't believe it, you can read the ancient books and see how it is recorded," Qing'er said with a smile.
"I really didn't expect that the number of monsters in ancient times would be so large," the middle-aged man said to himself. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he already believed Qing'er's words.
"In ancient times, not only were the number of monsters extremely large, but they also produced many powerful people. Since the monster world was relatively chaotic at that time, fierce fights and injuries often broke out, so several powerful people from the monster world joined forces. A supervisory office was established," Qing'er continued.
"What is a supervisory office?" the middle-aged man asked again just now.
"The Supervisory Yamen is mainly responsible for the punishment of the demon world. As long as anyone dares to stir up trouble for no reason and harm the same kind, the Supervisory Yamen has the right to arrest you or even kill you. It can be said that the Supervisory Yamen has very powerful rights," Qing'er explained.
"Wow, so awesome," the middle-aged man's eyes widened.
Qing'er sighed: "Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Several stewards of the Supervisory Yamen fought over the distribution of power, which eventually led to the collapse of the Supervisory Yamen and its dissolution... Without the suppression of the Supervisory Yamen, the demon clan began to fight again. Struggle... The demon world has been in chaos for several years, and a genius suddenly appeared. In less than two hundred years, this genius reached the peak of the later stage of transcending the tribulation, killing everyone with a sword in his hand. , known as the number one master in the demon world. Later, this genius unified the entire demon world with his ruthless methods and became the first demon king in the demon world."
"The first demon king," the guests were all stunned: "What is the name of the first demon king? We have never heard of it."
Qing'er smiled and said: "The first demon king is called Ziweijun. Later I heard that he ascended to the immortal world. Ziweijun can be said to be our ancestor. No demon king can surpass him. Because time has passed so long." , almost no demon clan remembers the deeds of Lord Ziwei anymore. Fortunately, I accidentally saw an ancient book, which specifically introduced the life story of Lord Ziwei. In addition, the ancient book also painted a portrait of Lord Ziwei, "
"What does Ziwei Jun look like? Isn't he very powerful?" a woman in a green skirt asked. In the eyes of women, the more powerful a person is, the more powerful and tall he looks.
"No, Ziwei Jun is very thin, not tall, with small eyes, and her appearance is really ordinary, but she exudes a kind of aura of "no one else". When people look at it, they will involuntarily have a feeling. A feeling of surrender," Qing'er's eyes flashed with longing: "Although Ziwei Jun is not very handsome, he is definitely a true hero. It would be great if I could meet him."