Zhong Chengkun was covered in spring breeze and personally accompanied Luo Ming. Fu Jingtao walked into the banquet hall and arranged for them to sit. In the situation where the Demon Cult openly intervened in the internal affairs of Jiuyou Valley, fighting for the support of the Heavenly Demon Sect became his only choice, no matter how much the price he paid for it.

When Huo Qianzhanfu saw Luo Ming, he was shocked and swallowed a lot of saliva, and laughed: "Brother Zhong, where did you find the beauty? Are you planning to offer it to the Emperor?"

Zhong Chengkun looked at everyone with curious eyes, and Fang Lang laughed: "These two are Luo Ming, the Heavenly Demon Sect, Xiao Nu, who are entrusted by the Demon Lord Xiao Hen to celebrate their birthday!"

The Demon Sect? Demon Lord Xiao Hen?! This news is like a bolt from the blue, trembling the eardrums of the demons, and his expression changes. There is no need to mention Xiao Hen's reputation. He is a real demon sect giant, and in his prime, he is more intimidating than the four demon kings. If he supports Zhong Chengkun for the throne, it means that Zhong Chengkun is the most promising!

The demons who have not decided to take the team have frequently turned their eyes and are interested in moving closer to Dongyou.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Pei Li immediately sang: "So what about the Heavenly Demon Sect? The leader of the God Sect, Zong Wei, sent the unintentional king Ren Gucheng, the king of Hentian, Pang Hentian, the first disciple under his seat, and traveled thousands of miles to Kaifeng. His attention to Jiuyou Valley is extraordinary. Regarding the identity and qualifications in the Demon Sect, who is here qualified to be with Renren and Pang Dao King?"

Zhong Chengkun smiled faintly and said, "The leader of Zong Wei is far away in the Western Regions, and the Demon Lord has come to Kaifeng. If Brother Pei doesn't believe it, please ask Miss Luo for verification."

Pei Li and others couldn't help but change their faces slightly, Xiao Hen was in Kaifeng City?!

Ren Gucheng smiled calmly and said, "Brother Zhong, the Demon Lord sent an envoy to celebrate his birthday because of the Emperor's face, and it was not invited by you! If Ren was not bad as expected, Brother Zhong had never even seen the Demon Lord! Everyone understands that some things are wishful thinking and it is not feasible."

Ren Gucheng's words came to the forefront. If Xiao Hen and Zhong Chengkun reached some kind of agreement in private, it would be more than Luo Ming and Xiao Nu who attended the banquet tonight. Compared with the Demon Sect, the amount of chips in the Demon Sect clearly was far from enough.

Zhong Chengkun avoided the important and said lightly: "What is the Demon Lord thinking about it? Zhong has no obligation to explain to the king of the people. In short, it is better to ask the king of the people to stand by and watch the housework in Jiuyou Valley."

Ren Gucheng laughed and said, "Brother Zhong's words are wrong! If you have a dispute, wouldn't it be possible for us to mediate?"

Pang Hentian raised his hand and patted the blade lightly. A buzzing sound of the blade trembled, and the invisible sword energy spread. The demons felt that the skin was cold and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

At this moment, a cold shout rang out: "The Emperor is here, please be quiet!"

Everyone hurriedly left their seats and stood up, and said with a bang: "Welcome to the Emperor!"

I saw a figure flashing, Zhong Wannian stalked into the hall with his head raised, and the spirit turtle and crane followed closely. A distant and vicissitudes filled the entire hall, containing terrifying pressure, just like the ancient demon god coming to the world. He was as powerful as the four demon kings and the demon sect protectors, and he had to use his magic skills to fight against each other. As for those who lacked cultivation, he was even more ruthless and wanted to surrender.

The Nine Nether Demon Emperor is the strongest man in the Demon Sect and should not be slighted at any time.

Zhong Wannian's eyes flashed over Ren Gucheng, Luo Ming and other faces, and said in a deep voice: "I have not invited outsiders to visit. Where did you come from?"

Ren Gucheng saw that the Demon Emperor was thin and could not hide his decay and withered expression on his face. He gave in his fear and bowed: "Next Ren Gucheng! He was appointed by the leader of the God Cult to celebrate the birthday of the Demon Emperor. Please accept it with a little intention!" After saying that, his sleeves were gently brushed, and a red sandalwood box flew out, and the bottom of the box seemed to be holding it invisible hand, slowly flying towards Zhong Wannian.

He intends to show off his skills, and his "shot shooting" is used with calmness and shows his strong cultivation.

Zhong Wannian had no expression on his face. He raised his right index finger and pointed it in a light sound. The hard wooden box immediately split into pieces, revealing a night pearl as big as an egg, shining brightly in the air. A faint light flashed in his eyes, and the second finger pointed out immediately. The huge pearl turned into powder and dissipated as the wind reached, and said coldly: "I have received the intention of the leader Zong Wei. Please let the protector go back and report!"

Ren Gucheng praised: "The Demon Emperor's magical skill is indeed amazing!"

Zhong Wannian frowned and said, "You are still reluctant to leave? Are you waiting for me to chase someone?"

Ren Gucheng smiled and said, "The Demon Emperor destroyed Ren's pearl and refuted the leader's face. Could it be that he couldn't even give up the glass of water and wine? When did Jiuyou Valley become so stingy? Ren was so shameless and disturbed for a while. He would leave when it was time to leave." After that, he sat down calmly,

Pang Hentian and Mo Li looked at each other and sat down to drink tea with a golden sword.

The visitors from the Demon Cult were so arrogant and rude that the demons in the Jiuyou Valley changed drastically and they scolded them.

Zhong Wannian glanced coldly. Most people were actually pretending to behave and were unwilling to offend the powerful Demon Sect, especially the Xijue Mo, led by Pei Li, who was obviously in love with Ren Gucheng and others. If the foundation of Jiuyou Valley was handed over to Pei Li, they would probably be defeated within three to five years and completely become a vassal of the Demon Sect.

Zhong Wannian knew the ambition of the Demon Sect and would never want the disciples of Jiuyou Valley to get involved too deeply. However, his essence and blood are withered, and the demon insect catastrophe breaks out at any time, and his cultivation is only 30% left. Why should he kill Gucheng and others? If he takes action rashly but cannot kill the enemy, resulting in the loss of prestige, then the Zhong clan may not survive tonight.

The hero is old and sad.

Zhong Wannian looked at Luo Ming in a blink of an eye, and Fu Jingtao frowned and said, "Are you two disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Luo Ming said respectfully: "My younger generation Luo Ming is with the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord accidentally learned about the Emperor's birthday and ordered his younger generation to come to celebrate the birthday and send a handwritten letter on his behalf!"

Zhong Wannian said in surprise: "Xiao Hen has arrived in Kaifeng?"

Luo Ming said: "Yes!" He took out a letter that he had collected in person, walked up and handed it to Zhong Wannian.

Zhong Wannian opened the letter and glanced at it, put it in his sleeves quietly, and said lightly: "Everyone comes from afar, please sit down!"

Auspicious time has arrived.

As the gongs and drums sounded, firecrackers exploded, two brocade lions shook their heads and tails and rushed to the door of the hall to perform a birthday lion dance. In the noisy atmosphere, Zhong Chengkun first led the Zhong family's children and wives and concubines to give their junior gifts, and then the Dongyou, Xijue, Nanli, and Beiming tribes took turns to celebrate their birthdays. The last one was the Nine Nether Demon Generals guarding the Demon Realm.

Zhong Wannian happily accepted everyone's blessings, and could not see anything unusual.

Then the wine and delicacies were served up like flowing water, with fragrance everywhere and mouth-watering. The cups, bowls and plates selected by the Zhong family were made of silverware and shine brightly under the candlelight. As for the delicacies and seafood in the bowls and plates, each one is very rare and ordinary people will never eat them once in their lifetime.

Zhong Wannian raised his wine glass and said aloud: "I have been in charge of Jiuyou Valley for nearly fifty years. I have made great contributions and made mistakes, and I have been lucky enough to survive countless winds, frosts, snow and rain. It is rare to gather with you tonight, everything is in the wine!"

"Sympathize with the Emperor!" The demons shouted loudly and drank the wine in the glass together.

"Dang!" A wine glass fell on the floor, making a crisp sound.

Pei Li stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight at Zhong Wannian without any hesitation, and said in a deep voice: "The Emperor is old and possessed by the demon insect. I don't know who to deliver the Nine Nether Demon-Suppressing Seal and Demon-Slaying Sword to the future? If the Emperor doesn't say it clearly, it's better not to drink this wine."

The Demon-Suppressing Seal and the Demon-Slaying Sword are the treasures of the Nine Nether Valley. They are tokens passed down from generation to generation by the Demon Emperor. Whoever can take over the hand in the hand of the sword will be the natural candidate for the next Demon Emperor.

The originally joyful banquet living room was filled with murderous aura and demonic aura.
Chapter completed!