The stream in the yard hit the bluestone and made a slight sound.

At this time, in the yard, Traxue smiled, Zhixing widened his eyes. Anmio seemed to be as motionless as a mountain, but in fact he was covered in black lines.

The other monsters had different thoughts, but the previous contempt and contempt disappeared between the bluestones like flowing streams.

Zhou Jiuyi has never attended the Twelve Continental Conference.

Even though he had an important position in that catastrophe, this matter was of great importance and few demons knew about it.

Besides, there were so many sleeping monsters that died at that time, and very few of them were born. Even if there were really people who knew him, Zhou Jiuyi, there were only a few old people.

Just like young people in the world, they rarely listen to the old people's words. It is difficult for these new generations of demons to believe that this guy who has no reputation at all can kill King Zhu Ye.

But just now, Zhou Jiuyi showed his skills and broke the deepest part of the demons' hearts and had no words to say.

"Well," Anmio, as the organizer of this party, took the lead in breaking the silence: "Old Zhou, all the patriarchs of our Ni Aozhou demon clan have arrived, and we can start."

After saying this, all the demons present looked serious and silent, only Zhou Jiuyi was smiling, as if he didn't care about anything.

This kind of Zhou Jiuyi made some demons feel that he did not respect this matter enough and was very unhappy.

Among these people, Zhixing is young but has a high status. After all, the demon clan has the power to be the top, and there is no generational relationship.

He looked around for a week and warned and glared at those who were dissatisfied and resentful. After all, the Lord was humiliated and died. Even if Zhou Jiuyi was unbearable at this time, it was invited by the lord Anmio, and these patriarchs were not to be despised.

Zhou Jiuyi felt that Zhixing's behavior was a bit artificial. If he really wanted to warn these people, the lord Angmio he followed would not have hugged him at the beginning to support him, rather than just showing his skills before he came to warn those stupid people.

It seems that Anmio, who he thinks, also has his own ideas.

"Then I'll say it?" Zhou Jiuyi's expression was still so scoundrel, with a lazy smile.

Anmio was not a fool either. He was stunned at first, then felt chilled. He whispered a few words to Taxue, lowered his head, turned around and left.

Zhixing looked at Taxue's back and said to himself: "It's good."

Since the Lord of the Lord knew earlier than he had imagined, he should have endured greater setbacks. Mercy is not the way out for the demon clan. Only blood can make the sacrifices of his predecessors more meaningful.

He thought he was still sure to win.

The breeze blew gently by, and everyone's expression was still serious and dull.

Since everyone is not planning to tear apart yet, then continue to follow the process.

The introduction to this party was the half demon who was captured by Anmio from the world. She revealed a shocking secret under the torture.

The incarnation of the bad god in the world is dead.

There is a god walking in the world, and this dangerous signal seems to remind the demon clan that the catastrophe seems to be happening again.

If it were just like this, Anmio would not have been thankless. He would have made such a big deal to gather these already undercurrents here.

They were not convinced when they became lords. Isn’t this a deal for them?

Anmio is not a fool.

The half-demon Li Youyou confessed a shocking news when he was not awake!

God's death is not a boredom or a mortal accident.

Instead, it is planned and premeditated assassination!

After assassinating the incarnation of God, this group of premeditated organizations decomposed the body of the remaining divine power, created powerful talismans, and stole the fortune of the human race.

This crazy idea has come true.

And, it cannot be reversed.

As soon as Anmio knew the news, he notified Boss Zhou. At Zhou Jiuyi's suggestion, he summoned the patriarchs of various tribes.

So the current situation came into being.

Zhou Jiuyi seemed to have not noticed the turbulent waves around him. His graceful voice narrated the things before and after. As his words progressed, the different expressions of everyone on the court made him understand how many of these people knew, how many didn't know, and how many were pretending to be confused with understanding.

"If a half-demon dares to assassinate the god, there must be a master behind this." Zhou Jiuyi patted Anmio's shoulder and gave him some firm strength: "The Lord Anmio was assassinated several years ago and was trapped in the world, so he must be the person behind this scene."

This is simple, but it takes courage to say it.

"Boss Zhou's words... need evidence." The leader of the Lynx tribe was at the first time. He walked to the middle of the yard with a blushing face: "Who dares to assassinate the god...who can assassinate the god?"

"It's ridiculous to link this matter with the murder of Lord Lord!"

"That's it!"

"Our Lord and God are not qualified!" There is still a fool of himself.

Anmio covered his face and didn't want to admit that it was the truth.

He looked at Zhou Jiuyi with some grievances. It was obviously a great situation, but if you made it like this, how could you continue?

"Oh?" Zhou Jiuyi made a downward gesture and asked suspiciously: "The demon who assassinated Ah Miao... Abionmio is definitely not the one who assassinated the god?"

"Of course!"

The lynx demon said loudly with a proud look on his face: "Just assassinate the lord, use it..."

"Shut up!" Zhixing shouted fiercely and scolded the leader of the Lynx Demon: "You are too arrogant!"

"What else to use? Let's continue." Zhou Jiuyi's smile was still the same. He whispered softly, approaching the lynx, with a gentle look on his face and water dripping: "What else to use to assassinate the lord?"

The other tribe leader reacted at this time, and everyone was shocked. Some people couldn't believe it, and some people couldn't believe that there was a monster so stupid.

No, no, no, no, there will be no demons that really self-destruct?

Oh, it's my teammate, that's all right.

Zhixing felt desperate. Who would have thought that the first shot that was seen in Tuqiong would be a self-destructive grenade fired by his teammates?

Shouldn’t it be my Lord Zhixing, who was handsomely snapping his fingers and listening to his kind explanation when they were shocked?

How could he self-destruct so easily?

Zhixing's mind was spinning wildly, and she sniffed lightly at the tip of her nose, and suddenly she smelled a light smell of catnip.

"You actually!" Zhixing suddenly understood why the lynx demon turned into a self-destructing truck: "When you braided your hair, you actually spit out real mint!"

"But isn't this thing out of print in Lanxia Restaurant? How could you have it?"

Zhou Jiuyi looked at Zhixing leisurely. The delicate-looking kitten was furious and had a distorted face. He looked anxious at first sight.

"Little cat, you are still young and have many things, but I don't know." Zhou Jiuyi looked at him with pity: "Because Na Lan went to the restaurant and was about to spit out of print, I proposed it at the beginning."

Zhixing was desperate, and his mind was full of poetry.

When I left Baidi in the morning, the clown was by my side.
Chapter completed!