When Ye Xunhuan appeared, the demon soldiers seemed to see the backbone.

"Young Master." They had just walked around the gate of hell, so they couldn't help but feel grateful and ashamed to their master again. Thank him for saving their lives and for losing his face.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go out quickly?" Ye Xunhuan cursed. Haven't these idiots seen a place of right and wrong here? They are waiting to die in a hurry.

Carl was holding the fifth brother who had broken his arm with a blue face at this time, and his cold eyes stared at Ye Xunhuan in the air with a strong murderous intent.

"Hey, boss, it's been a long time since we met." Ye Xunhuan said hello to his elder brother as if nothing had happened.

Helen put away her surprised expression and nodded slightly. In just over two years, this useless brother had actually grown to the realm of a third-level brown demon.

What's even more amazing is that he actually created a move that suits him more, otherwise he would be a level 3 brown demon, otherwise he would not have broken one arm of the Wu of the Difeng Demon King's family in one move, and naturally he would have to reposition this younger brother in his heart. This is the case with the demons. Everything is spoken with strength, even if they are related to their close kinship.

"Boy, you will definitely pay the price for this." Carl gritted his teeth, and his huge momentum covered Ye Gehuan.

"I'll wait." Ye Xunhuan responded casually, looking fearless at the momentum that came.

The so-called force is used to suppress people. If a person's strength reaches a certain level, his momentum often carries the pressure of the same momentum as his strength. If the strength of both sides is too large, the soul of the side with poor strength is broken and all the internal organs are destroyed.

But Ye Xun knew that the so-called oppressive force of momentum was actually mental pressure, so Ye Xunhuan was not afraid of Carl's momentum. Unless the other party's momentum reached the level of the three major demon kings, it might have a certain impact on him.

At this time, outside the gate of the Happy Building, Lilis looked at Ye Xunhuan's figure in disbelief. Just as he rushed to this side, she followed behind because of curiosity, witnessing his shocking palm with her own eyes. She was also a level 3 brown demon. He destroyed one of his opponent's arm with just one move.

Is this really a waste that hadn't condensed the demon wings three years ago? For some reason, Lilis's heart became a little hesitant. She thought she would have won the appointment three years ago easily, but now she is not so firm.

Back then, Helen, the eldest son of Yetian Demon King, was the best candidate for the youth of the demon race to win the championship, because among all the high-level demons who participated at that time, he was the only one of the sixth-level blue demons. But unexpectedly, Carl, the eldest son of Demon King Tifeng, and the fifth-level green demon, defeated Helen and became the champion. Although he was extremely dangerous, he won after all, he won, right? If he lost to him, he and his father, Demon King Loki, would become the laughing stock of the entire demon race.

However, Lilis soon strengthened her confidence. She was a level five green demon. As long as she did not underestimate the enemy, it should not be difficult to defeat him. She kept saying this to herself in her heart.

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While the three demon kings were fighting openly and secretly in the Demon Hall, each showing their wisdom, what happened in the Demon Tower and even in the Happy Tower was reported.

The pair of Demon King Loki and Demon King Tifeng worked together to attack the Demon King Ye Tian. However, their smiles no longer at this moment, and their faces were even more gloomy, while the Demon King Ye, who was originally gloomy, showed a happy smile.

"Old Demon Ye, you are too unfavorable. Your boy is hiding deep enough." The Demon King Loki broke the silence and laughed.

"Where is it, that little brat is also a third-level brown demon, far worse than your girl." Ye Tian Demon King waved his hand and said, but he was very proud when he was confused.

"Haha, my girl is not as strong as her level 3 Brown Demon, and she can seriously injure her opponent of the same strength in one move." The Demon King Loki smiled, while the Demon King Difeng's face became even more ugly.

The Demon King Ye Tian cursed in his heart and said to the Demon King Difeng: "Brother Tifeng, this young man is not sure of the seriousness of his actions. I will apologize to you for the incompetent boy of my family."

Among the demon races, which judge success or failure by strength, the fight, death and injury will not be held accountable at all. If you want to take revenge, it is okay, just secretly.

The Demon King Tifeng snorted coldly and said, "I have something urgent to do, so let's take a step first." After receiving this news, he could not sit still, so he had to ask himself what was going on.

"Haha, Old Demon Ye, why don't we go back alone and figure out what's going on." said the Demon King Loki.

The Yetian Demon King was just thinking about this, so the gathering of the three demon kings came to an end and they all rushed back to their respective mansions in the Demon City.

The mansion of Yetian Demon King in the Demon City is very wide, and all the people built black stone houses in the rough style of the demon clan, square and majestic, but far from exquisite and beautiful.

Mu Weiliang stood in the yard like a fairy who was left alone, looking at a few colorful butterflies dancing around the stars.

Ye Xunhuan's words seemed to echo in his ears: "In fact, there are many things in this world that we ignore. The clear sky, the green leaves, and even the land that we step on every day under our feet. Whether it is humans, gods or demons, they are all part of this world and cannot represent the entire world.

You have always been pursuing a certain extraordinary state of mind, but what the state of mind may be a certain feeling, and you still cannot escape from this world. It is impossible to pursue it intentionally. You might as well take a closer look at the world you live in, or you may gain something."

Mu Weiliang looked at the colorful butterflies and suddenly realized that these creatures that she would not pay attention to were so beautiful and so spiritual.

Involuntarily, Mu Weiliang stretched out his hand, and several chasing colorful butterflies suddenly flew towards her and danced at her fingertips.

Mu Weiliang's mouth curled up, not realizing that she was smiling. A smile that was completely from the heart and without any impurities was so beautiful that it was thrilling.

Ye Xunhuan, who was holding a painting board to depict her figure, was stunned. Suddenly, she was shocked, her brush began to dance, and she entered a selfless mood again, with only that stunning smile in her mind.

"Young Master..." Alan, who was panting, ran and shouted while running. After seeing his master's extremely focused expression, he immediately consciously sealed his mouth, otherwise he would not be able to bear it if the master started to get angry.

However, Allen's screams attracted Mu Weiliang's attention. She looked at Ye Xunhuan's expression, just as he was playing the soul-breaking sound on the way he came. She walked gently behind him, and the dazzling color of her beautiful eyes immediately became extremely shocked.

The drawing board is a girl like a fairy with her hair and skirt flying, and a few colorful butterflies dancing on her jade-like fingertips. The smile on the girl's face cannot be described in words. If you really want to use one word to describe it, it would be a beautiful country.

"Is this me?" Mu Weiliang couldn't believe it. How could her smile be like this? It was as if some kind of magic was attached, and even she herself felt excited.

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Chapter completed!