Chapter 25:

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Along the way, wine and meat aromas came from far away.
Dingyun said: "Father and Queen Mother specially set up a banquet to catch up with you. Don't go to thank you yet?"
Qingkui gazed at the past, and it turned out that the demons in front were seated, and the plan was staggered. Mozun and the demon took the seat high and spoke in a low voice from time to time.
Qingkui stepped forward and could not help but had to bow down: "Liguang's...... Ye Tan, have seen Mozun and Momo."
As soon as she stepped forward, the demons were quiet. Mozun looked at her for a while and said, "Look up."
Qingkui had to raise his head slowly, and in front of him... it was Mozun. Who would have thought that he was still waiting to be ushered into the heavens in the morning, and was here a few hours later. I am here, I do not know how Yetan.
She barely made herself tremble. The demon in front of her was already a few years old, but the eagle-nosed Harrier's eyes were daunting.
He held a bottle of wine and looked at the green sunflower, and his eyes seemed to be bloody, and Xu Jiufang said lightly: "Li Guangshi said that you were born ominously. Today, when I saw it with my own eyes, it was beautiful and dignified, unlike rumors."
His voice was still a gentle breeze, but he always heard a chill in his heart. Qingkui knows that as long as there is a slight difference, these demons around him will become evil wolves and tear themselves into pieces. And maybe even the entire Liguang will be affected by himself.
Mozu kills, but it doesn't need so many reasons.
She said: "Return to the Demon Venerable, although Ye Tan was born with a bad omen, but his father Wang Renci was not neglected to teach. It was only rarely moving around."
Who knew her voice had just dropped, but there was a laugh around her: "Benevolence? Hahahaha."
Obviously, Mozun was not satisfied with this answer. He said in a deep voice, "You must correct your bad habits when you enter my demon world. The hypocritical winds of mortals are not to be brought into the morning faint road."
Qingkui has grown up so far, for the first time he was so reprimanded without leaving any face. She lowered her eyelashes: "Yes."
Mozun spoke like a knife, but the demon next to him was smiling, looking very kind.
"She first arrived, it is inevitable that there is something uncomfortable. In the end it is just a child, why should the deity be so severe." She held out her hand, and the black ring was full of light under the bright reflection of the half of the morning and evening road. "Princess Yetan is afraid, and Come to this palace."
She gave birth to a gentle face, even though the beads were surrounded by greenery, she still felt kind and friendly.
After Qingkui thanked, go hand in hand. The magic queen held her hand affectionately and asked her to stand beside her: "Good boy, this demons don't have so many rules, so don't be too restrained."
How can Qingkui be unrestrained? But he didn't dare to say more, so he had to give thanks again. The magic queen said loudly, "Okay, Princess Yetan is here. Let's have a seat."
Musicians play music on both sides, and beautiful women dance swords. The demon servant was holding the dishes between the tables.
Qingkui was sitting next to the demon queen. It is said that the demon clan is wild and brutal, and it is really true.
The demon reared her food tenderly, and Qingkui glanced secretly. The two princes were there, but there was no mockery. She didn't like the mockery, but why did the three princes not see him alone?
The magic queen smiled and introduced everyone to her.
"This is Uji, His Royal Highness. Although he is young, he is brave and warlike, and he has won the most enemies. He is the first warrior of our devil. Unfortunately, her mother's mother died early." The pride and sorrow in her tone are just right, like The same as introducing your own biological son.
Qingkui greeted Wuyue, Wuyue did not like such a weak and polite ordinary woman, and ignored it.
The Queen of Magic said, "This is the top cloud of the Second Royal Highness. It is out of this palace. It's stubborn. It can only fight with Mozun. Wu Yixiu can't compare with his elder brother, so it's not a climate." She said this when she said this. Although it seems derogatory, the meaning within is different.
Following Mozun's side, this sentence not only points to Mozun's love for him, but also points out the direction of the future Chu Jun. Qingkui salutes to Dingyun, but Dingyun is not enthusiastic about her, but just raises her drink perfunctoryly.
After the demon paused, Qingkui had a heart, and naturally realized that the next should be the three princes. Sure enough, the magic queen pointed to the last seat, and said with a bitter smile: "There is the mockery of the Highness of the Three Highnesses over there, and the devil Feixue is devoted..."
Her voice did not fall, and Mozun's complexion turned from Qing to overcast: "Okay!"
The magic queen didn't take it seriously, just said with a smile: "Well, you will be familiar with it over time."
During the banquet, Wu Yue said: "Father, what color head is set at today's banquet?"
Qing Kwai was shocked-wasn't it a banquet? Why is there a color header?
Other demons seem to be accustomed to it early, and the demon said: "The other day, the deity captured a Warcraft Warrior! This beast is very ferocious, and the deity took it out as a note at today's banquet. Everyone here, who can win, Who can take the beast back and train as a mount!"
There was a burst of cheers in the room.
After a while, someone volunteered to join the fight. Qingkui Qiu sat beside several cases, poured a cup of tea, just about to enter, and suddenly a dark shadow approached.
She hadn't responded yet, the black shadow was like water, and she poured half of her face. She took a closer look and saw that a deep red was teased in the tea. After a while, it turned into a blood tea.
She raised her hand and wiped her face, her back red. There was a burst of laughter around.
A black armor will slightly arch his hand:
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"Princess Qingkui, it's rude."
This apology is an understatement with no sincerity. Qingkui looked over and saw that the demon who was fighting him had fallen to the ground with no sound.
But can a fatal feast be killed?
Qingkui got up subconsciously and quickly stepped forward. She squatted down next to the injured Demon, reaching for his pulse. The demons around all stopped suddenly and looked at her suspiciously.
The morning faint road was so quiet that the needle fell. At the end, Gu Haichao asked softly, "What is she doing?"
Mocking the wind on the forehead, he couldn't bear to look straight.
Qingkui took out twelve gold needles from her waist and quickly sealed the hole of the demon on the ground. Then she took out the medicine bottle from her sleeve and tore off a skirt corner to treat the other person's wound.
She moved extremely neatly, and next to him, the second prince Dingyun Shensheng asked: "What are you doing?!"
Qingkui said: "His heart and lungs were all injured by vigour. If he is not treated in time, I am afraid his life will not be guaranteed!"
"Remedy?!" Mozu uproar.
Mozun also seemed surprised: "Are you practicing medicine?"
Qingkui said: "I... know a little bit about medicine."
Gu Haichao covered his eyes, and really only listened to a bang, and the demon respected the wine bottle. Qing Kwai was confused. The demon hurriedly said, "Yetan, the demon clan has always been proud of courage. As a warrior, he should do everything he can through the thorns and blood. The blood scars are the glory of the devil, why should he be treated?"
Qingkui was really shocked: "So... Devil does not seek medical treatment?"
Mozun sipped: "Whether my Demon Warrior, cast iron and steel cast, will I cowardly seek medical treatment?"
Are they ashamed to seek medical treatment?
Qingkui couldn't say a word, and on the ground, the demon she rescued struggled to stand up, and she teared open her wounds with both hands. In the blood spewing out, he screamed in the sky until the blood tried to die.
"Good!" Mozun lifted the bottle and poured the ground with wine. The demons are more interested in fashion and continue than fighting.
Is this a group of lunatics? !
Qingkui has such a good temperament and is speechless for the first time. She stood beside the bleeding corpse, with blood stains on her body, and the eyes cast by the demons around her were full of mockery.