In fact, Qingluan doesn't have such a long life span, but when Mo Yu was still there, she helped her prolong her life several times, and before leaving, she helped her prolong her life to the limit of her life, and told her that she could find a place of flames in five hundred years to be reborn in the fire.

It has been nearly a thousand years since Mo Yu left. During these thousand years, various changes have occurred due to the arrival of the human race. The demon race is changing with each passing day, and Qingluan dares not leave her position for a moment, but as time goes by, she still gradually feels her aging.

Even if there is no today's change, she may really have to consider rebirth in another one or two hundred years.

It has not become a myth, and it can never escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

Qingluan's qualifications are not very good. Her success today is entirely due to her long life and the ability to provide guidance as a powerful existence like Mo Yu at any time.

But to this day, she still has not crossed the threshold of myth.

Perhaps, this is fate.

In this game, she was first eliminated.

After figuring out all the key points, Qingluan slowed down and waited for a moment for the black shadow behind her.

Until she saw the giant tree with flames flowing from afar, falling under the giant tree.

The shadows behind her also fell under the tree one after another, surrounding her.

"Your Highness, we grew up listening to the legends of you and Your Majesty. If you can destroy your cultivation today and go to the human race to live in seclusion, we can also not attack you."

The leader glanced at the girl in blue standing under the huge dark tree and bowed with fear.

"Ha, do you really respect me, or are you afraid that I will keep a backup plan?" Qingluan chuckled, and his white fingers pressed on the dark giant tree, "Since you are here, let's bury you with me."

The complex runes were outlined in an instant and printed into the tree body. The black shadows chasing each other looked at each other and rushed towards the girl in green without any hesitation.

But their movements were all one step late, and countless dark tree roots rushed out from the depths of the earth, and the gushing sea of ​​fire enveloped the entire earth.

These flames pierced their defense almost instantly, like bone-eroding poisonous snakes drilling into their bodies.

These powerful people who have always hidden their identities and have not even been exposed in public have turned into coke and ashes in this deserted land.

Qingluan quietly watched these people struggling in the flames, wailing, and then dying, but her heart was surprisingly calm.

She actually always knew that Mo Yu didn't want to train her to be a leader, especially when she met Mingyue. After chatting with Mingyue, she became more aware of this.

But there was a sense of strength in her heart, a sense of strength to prove herself to Mo Yu, and a sense of strength to try to prove her valuable to the young man who suddenly appeared in her life.

She didn't want to be protected like a delicate flower. She tried hard to prove that she could help Mo Yu.

This is also the reason why she eagerly promoted reform after seeing Mingyue.

But hasteness is not achieved, and she eventually underestimated the greed of people.

The girl slowly closed her eyes, and a huge blue bird wrapped in flames rose into the sky. Countless surging flames rushed into her body, disintegrating her body. She disappeared from the flames and was born from the flames.

The raging fire burned for a night, and finally the flames faded away, leaving behind a dry earth and a hot and huge ball of fire falling from the sky.

A slim hand wrapped in red sleeves stretched out from the void and caught the falling fireball.

——

Qingluan must die.

Returning to Taiyi in Donggang, standing on the port lighthouse, looking into the direction of the royal city in the distance.

At this moment, the news of the sudden change in the royal city has been completely blocked and has not yet reached Donggang.

Donggang was the earliest city run by Taiyi and the city with the deepest roots in his power. After leaving the royal city, he returned here as soon as possible.

If Qingluan is not dead, the demon clan can only have one leader, and anyone can only be a powerful minister and cannot become the emperor of the demon clan.

The Heavenly Official understood this truth, so he tried his best to arrange magic circles, gather people, and even harmed his allies, and wanted to send Qingluan away.

And Taiyi also understands this truth.

——

The news of Qingluan being assassinated shocked the entire demon court. As the maid of the Demon Emperor and the true ruler of the demon clan for thousands of years, Qingluan has great prestige among the people, and countless people grew up listening to the legends and stories of her and the Demon Emperor.

And it was such a legendary ruler who was assassinated in his demon emperor palace.

The old nobles led by Tianguan quickly took over the government and gave an official explanation for Qingluan's assassination.

"The local official Taiyi ignored the king's kindness and intended to usurp the throne. He assassinated His Highness Qingluan in the Demon Emperor Palace. Although his conspiracy was stopped, His Highness was unfortunately assassinated and died.'

Immediately, Tianguan and others reorganized the institution of the demon court, announced the establishment of the Senate, and implemented the ‘republic’ system, with Tianguan also serving as the president of the Senate, and Tianguan became the actual ruler of the demon court.

After the establishment of the Senate, the first decree issued was a wanted order for Taiyi.

The people do not know Qingluan's strength, but as long as people with a little brain can see that this matter is strange.

Qingluan was assassinated and Taiyi disappeared. The civilian demons who were originally promoted by Taiyi were all exterminated into the "Taiyi Rebel Party". For a moment, bloody storms broke out in the entire demon court.

The situation changed so quickly that many people were confiscated before they could react. Many disciples of the Jie Sect were also implicated in this matter and were killed by conservative nobles. Countless Jie Sect disciples fled far away to the human race.

Although Tianguan lost the demigods who chased Qingluan and his power suffered heavy damage, he relied on the Senate system to win over the originally neutral demigods. In addition, his original power controlled the entire demon court in a short time.

After this battle, nearly 300 demigods died in the Demon Emperor Palace. The high-end combat power of the Demon Court was greatly reduced, and the remaining forces no longer had absolute control over the Demon Court.

The entire demon court ruling class is like a huge loose alliance, and Tianguan is the leader of this alliance.

This is a coup that was both successful and failed. The success lies in the fact that the conservatives led by Tianguan seized power, while the failure lies in the fact that they did not fully control the power.

The conservatives urgently need huge rewards to fill their losses in the coup and improve their ability to control the court.

And the sources of these benefits are self-evident.

Countless reformist aristocrats who were originally inclined to Taiyi were confiscated, their property was occupied and divided, and one by one was issued to protect the interests of the nobles from the royal city to the local area.

These include a series of policies such as increasing the number of noble slaves, prohibiting civilians from opening factories, prohibiting slaves from redeeming themselves, etc.

These laws won over local aristocrats who occupied a dominant position in the local area. Although Taiyi has been advancing reforms for hundreds of years, the strong strength of the blood nobles has allowed them to have an advantage in the reforms. This situation was not gradually changed by the disciples of the Jie Sect who returned from learning.

After gaining support from local nobles, the Senate seemed to have completely grasped the power of the demon clan.

However, these "regressive" policies greatly increased the pressure on civilians and slaves. Some noble factories even allowed workers to work 16 hours a day, giving them only enough wages and food to make a living.

Products like mountains and seas were produced and sold to the human race through ports, and a large amount of wealth flowed into the nobles' pockets.

Some of these wealth is hidden in the cellar, while more are used to continue to expand production.

The wealth brought by the huge ocean trade made the entire aristocratic class sing and dance, and the court where their dance gatherings was built on the blood and tears of the lower-level demon clan.

——

Youlan is a noble lady from a city near Donggang. Her favorite thing is to invite other nobles to party in her own manor like a palace.

She likes to see the marvelous expressions of the nobles nearby. This vast manor has a huge garden, a huge racecourse, and even incorporates nearby mountains. On the observation deck at the highest point of the manor, guests can see the magnificence of the mountains.

And wherever they looked, they were all inside the manor of Youlan's family.

It takes half an hour to walk from the door to the banquet hall where the banquet is located by the advanced floating car imported by the human race.

The ability to build such a luxurious manor depends entirely on You Lan's father who worked in the Senate, owned dozens of factories and land in various parts of the demon clan.

Today's banquet was as peaceful as before, but You Lan saw an unexpected stranger in the corner.

The stranger wore simple clothes and did not show an expression of admiration at the luxurious manor like other guests. He just silently served a plate of barbecue and enjoyed it alone in the corner.

"Sir, can you enjoy the party today?"

You Lan brought a glass of aged wine imported by the human race and placed it in front of the young people. This imported wine needs to cross a long storm route and be preserved in a special way. It is extremely expensive. The price of a glass of wine is enough for an ordinary citizen to spend a year on meal expenses.

However, such expensive wine is placed in a cup like cheap white water and placed on a long banquet table for guests to use at will. Some guests even use it to wash their hands.

"Thank you, of course," the young man took the wine from You Lan's hand, showed a gentle smile, and used the silver knife in his hand to cut the barbecue on the plate, and the tender juice instantly overflowed from the barbecue.

"This barbecue is obviously from the master's hands. The skin is crispy and the meat is soft and tender inside, which perfectly sets the most essential freshness and tenderness of the ingredients to the extreme."

“Are you a foodie?”

You Lan looked at the young man and said with a smile.

"I'm still an observer."

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth and carefully put the barbecue into his mouth.

"So have you observed any interesting phenomena?"

You Lan glanced at the guests singing and dancing, and guessed in her heart that this might be just a little noble who deliberately acted uniquely to attract her attention. Her interest had dissipated most of her interest at this moment.

"A civilian of the demon clan of the level of marrow cleaning and bone removal has a lifespan of about 110 years old, and the demon clan is usually strong enough to enter the factory at the age of 15."

The young man put down the silver knife in his hand and looked at You Lan with a smile, "Miss You Lan thinks what is the lifespan of a child who enters the factory at the age of fifteen?"

"Well..." The question rekindled You Lan's interest. She thought for a while. She knew that the work intensity of the factory was very high and life was very hard, which would inevitably affect the lifespan of workers. "I guess, eighty years old?··70 years old?"

The young man still kept smiling. He shook his head and said with a chuckling, "In fact, it only takes four years for a worker who entered the factory at the age of fifteen. When he was nineteen, he would have gray hair. When he was twenty-one, he would have obvious wrinkles on his face. When he was thirty, his body would be too old to support his work, and then he would be swept out of the factory.

These lost workers have no place to accept them. Most of them will hide in dark and short sheds, eat gravel-containing black bread, beg around, and live in a breathless life. However, such days will not be too long. In about one or two years, they will be able to end such a life and leave the world forever.

Of course, this is just the life of a small number of workers, and many workers can still live barely,"

The young man stood up, tidied up his clothes, and looked down at You Lan, "But they can no longer see any hope, nor can their children see any hope. Do you know what this means?"

“What does it mean?”

You Lan could no longer keep up with the young man's thinking and asked blankly.

"It means that they have no choice but to retreat," the young man smiled. "If you are left on the edge of a cliff by a wolf pack, you will surely die if you retreat again. There is still a glimmer of hope for a hard fight, what would you choose?"
To be continued...