I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 986 Yancheng King

"Stop!" A majestic voice sounded, and then Liu Jun and Yan Long were separated by a tyrannical force that they couldn't resist.

"Not good, let's fight another day." Yan Long burst out with astonishing aura, broke through the shackles of this force, and fled far away.

However, before he ran far, a big hand burning with raging fire grabbed him back like a chicken.

With a sound of "dong", a big man who was very similar to Yan Long in terms of attire and appearance appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"See King Yancheng!" Elder Yanfeng was the first to recognize the person, and hurriedly shouted respectfully.

Only then did the demons around react and salute one after another. This is a big man who is comparable to the Night King, and he can't be provoked by that kind of person.

"Night King, I'm here to pick up my brother." King Yancheng looked at Night King.

Ye Wang nodded expressionlessly, and was not surprised by the appearance of Yancheng King, as if he had known it for a long time.

"Ah, haha, brother, are you here? You tell me earlier, so I can pick you up." Yan Long is like a brat who has done something wrong and is running away in a hurry.

"Tell you earlier? Then give you time to run?" Yancheng King didn't let go of Yanlong's restraint, just hung Yanlong in the air to speak.

"How come, brother, I'm the third young master of the Flame Demon Clan anyway, I want to save face, why don't you put me down first?" Yan Long laughed dryly, and discussed in a friendly voice.

Knowing younger brother is better than elder brother, what this younger brother is thinking, the elder brother is very clear.

"Let you down to give you a chance to escape? You still have the nerve to say that you are the third young master of the Flame Demon Clan. Let me ask you if you stole the Dragon Blood Grass?" Yancheng King asked coldly.

"How can that be called stealing? Isn't it only right and proper for me to take things from my own home? Besides, if I'm exhausted, it's considered borrowing, not stealing," Yan Long retorted.

"Where's the dragon's blood grass?"

"I ate it." Yan Long raised his head, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

He gave the dragon's blood grass to Liu Jun. As a strong man with principles, he must have the dignity of a strong man, and he must not implicate others because of his own affairs.

"Do you know the importance of the dragon's blood grass! Do you know how severe the punishment you will face if you lose the dragon's blood grass!" Yancheng King said with an ugly expression.

He came to chase his younger brother Yanlong this time, just to keep Yanlong and steal the family's most precious dragon blood grass. The elders of the family have already blown their hair, clamoring to deal with Yanlong seriously, and expel Yanlong from the Yanmo clan .

If the dragon's blood grass is really gone and cannot be found, then the god will not be able to keep his brother.

The most important thing is that the dragon's blood grass was wrapped in a special wooden box, and he couldn't detect its position at all.

After finally finding his younger brother, his younger brother Yan Long's expression of preferring death to submission made him really angry.

"Don't tell me, okay, I'll teach you a lesson for my father today." King Yancheng gritted his teeth and looked at Yanlong. With a wave of his hand, a five or six meter long whip that looked like a fire snake appeared in his hand.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is the dragon's blood grass?" King Yancheng was still a little bit reluctant to beat this brat Yanlong.

"A strong man, fear nothing!" Yan Long cocked his neck, as if he would not say anything even if he was beaten to death.

"Okay, okay, Yanlong, your wings are really stiff." King Yancheng waved his whip lightly, and a crack about twenty centimeters deep was pulled out on the ground instantly.

"Wait a minute, brother, I think the two of us can discuss it again, dear brother, there is no need for such a heavy hand." Yan Long swallowed his saliva immediately when he saw the power of the whip, and said a little timidly.

"Say!" King Yancheng said with a cold face.

"In this way, both of us take a step back, and if you let me down, I don't need you to whip me," Yan Long said solemnly.

King Yancheng's face darkened, he swung his whip, and precisely hit Yanlong's buttocks.

"Oh, you're really fighting! Come and see, the dignified Yancheng King murdered his own brother!" Yan Long screamed.

Although many people sympathized with Yan Long, as the third young master of the Flame Demon Clan, it was indeed a bit miserable to be hung up and whipped in public, but no one dared to speak out to help.

Regardless of King Yancheng's strength, the fight between the two brothers is at most a large-scale domestic violence scene, so what qualifications do they have to take care of it.

"Wait!" Liu Jun said when King Yancheng was about to draw his second whip.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" King Yancheng frowned and looked at Liu Jun.

"You don't care who I am, I know who you are, aren't you looking for this, here you go, let the Yanlong down." Liu Jun took out the wooden box containing the dragon's blood grass and opened the wooden box, the dragon's blood grass was silent. Lying in it quietly.

King Yancheng showed doubts in his eyes, "Do you know how precious this dragon's blood grass is?"

Liu Jun nodded, "I know, it's priceless, an absolute treasure"

"Then why did you take it out? You know, if you don't take it out, my idiot brother will grit his teeth and resist, and won't drag you down." King Yancheng looked at Liu Jun with sharp eyes. You know, in the demon clan, the most important The most important thing is strength. Many demons take friendship very lightly. If Liu Jun is loyal, he will not believe it. Therefore, this Liu Jun may have other thoughts.

"Who are you calling an idiot? Let me tell you, even if you are my brother, you can't insult me." Yan Long barked his teeth and claws, acting like a child who couldn't grow up.

"He has a straightforward personality, principles, and is suitable for being a friend, so I take this out in exchange for this friendship, and I think it's worth it." Liu Jun looked at King Yancheng with a sincere face, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Why do you want dragon blood grass?" Yancheng King asked.

"Help my friend, my friend is a descendant of a female demon, but she was drained of blood, and now she is a mummy. Although her life is not in danger, she is in a very bad condition." Liu Jun said it directly without the slightest hesitation. .

When the surrounding demons heard this, they immediately whispered, and most of them admired Liu Jun.

For a friend, he risked his life to come to the Demon Race, and now for a friend, he handed over the treasure of dragon blood grass.

"In this case, the dragon's blood grass is not needed, and it is overkill. This, you can take it and give it to your friends." Yancheng King casually cut a space, took out a wooden box the size of a palm, and threw it to him. Liu Jun.

Liu Jun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was another big guy who could easily cut through the space. Suddenly, the demon race was as strong as a cloud. The human race has not been invaded yet, so thank heaven for its protection.

Feelings are emotions, Liu Jun didn't forget to catch the wooden box.

As for whether the contents in this wooden box can save Princess Ling'er, Liu Jun has no doubts.

At the level of Night King and Yancheng King, lying and fooling people is simply an insult to them.

"Well, you must have let your brother down?" Liu Jun reminded cautiously.

King Yancheng put away the dragon blood grass, raised his hand, and the flaming hand restraining Yanlong disappeared.

Yan Long fell to the ground, and looked at Liu Jun with tears in his eyes, "Brother, you will be my brother from now on, you have grown up so much, besides my brother and my father, you are the first person who cares about me so much, you are so righteous."

King Yancheng looked at King Ye with questioning eyes, as if he was asking if Liu Jun was trustworthy.

The Night King nodded, but said nothing.

At their level, one look and one action can almost understand what the other party is going to do.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be too moved, then what, according to our agreement, one punch is one hundred magic crystals. In the battle between us just now, I hit you 790 times in total, which is 9000 and two hundred magic crystals. They're all friends, I'll make it up for you, just give me [-] magic crystals." Liu Jun said with bright eyes, rubbing his hands constantly, looking like he's made a fortune.

Yan Long opened his mouth wide, with a dazed expression on his face, he now seriously suspects that Liu Jun handed over the Dragon Blood Grass not out of righteousness, most likely because he was afraid that he would be whipped to death by his brother, and no one would pay him.

The corner of Yancheng King's mouth twitched twice, and he looked at the Night King.

Ye Wang touched his nose, with a rare embarrassment on his face, he turned his head away from looking at King Yancheng.

"Do you dare to impress me a little longer? Between brothers, is money so important?" Yan Long looked at Liu Jun speechlessly.

"Brothers settle accounts clearly, children from poor families, please understand, I can risk my life for my brother, but I have to pay back the money I borrowed," Liu Jun said with a chuckle.

"Tch, I'm really proud to have a brother like you, brother, give me the money!" Yan Long looked at King Yancheng.

King Yancheng was stunned for a moment, "Why did I give it?"

Yan Long blinked, and lay on the ground directly, clutching his buttocks and rolling, "Come and see, the third young master of the Yanmo Clan, was beaten and rolled all over the floor by the King of Yancheng."

(End of this chapter)