Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

The Taoist patriarchs quickly instructed their men to invite Tu Shan Rongrong, who was covering her mouth and secretly laughing, and Hong Hong, who looked completely bewildered, to seats and serve them tea with the highest level of courtesy.

They even thoughtfully provided each of the demon kings with a comfortable sandalwood chair, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"Hehehe, Fellow Daoist Long, look."

"Hmph! Don't try any tricks. You can try if you want to die!" The old man was so frightened by the glare from the majestic golden dragon eyes that his face turned ashen. He quickly lowered his head and forced a smile.

"No, no, I'm actually against the war between humans and transvestites. We were in the wrong this time, and I beg you to spare my life..."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal of intimidation, Dongfang Haoyang waved his hand, and instantly the darkness disappeared, everything returned to normal, and sunlight shone into the Dao Alliance's palace once again.

"You can get out now!"

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the old man leaped away on his giant sword, flying over a hundred miles away without even glancing at the dumbfounded family heads.

As I said before, he cultivates for his own life, and other people's opinions are all nonsense. At his level, life is still the most important thing.

Most of the residents in the city went home and lay in bed, ready to sleep, but when they looked up, they saw the bright sun hanging high in the sky outside the window, and everyone was instantly stunned.

"Damn it, am I stuck in a maze?!"

They came out of their homes one by one, and soon the city was bustling again.

"Master Dao! Master Dao!"

Inside the Dao Alliance Hall, the demon kings knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully to the dragon demon who stood with his hands behind his back, their faces showing resolute respect!

A true man should act this way!

"Master Dao?" Wang Quanba frowned slightly.

"Does this dragon demon have some kind of peculiar fetish?"

The head of the Yang family sheathed his magic sword and murmured softly.

"Waaaaah! Boss! I knew you wouldn't abandon us!"

Jin Linling slid in and instantly knelt at Dongfang Haoyang's feet, hugging his leg and shaking him.

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched violently. The speed at which he knelt down was almost as fast as his younger brother Xiaoyuechu.

"I know you went through a lot this time. You did a great job protecting Rongrong and Miss Honghong. You will be richly rewarded when you get back."

After glancing at the Black Mountain Demon, the Centipede Demon King, the Sunflower Demon King, Chu Batian, and the Samo King, and calming the demons for a while, Dongfang Haoyang finally managed to escape.

"Hehe, Young Master Long, thank you so much this time~"

After speaking, Tu Shan Rongrong pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh, but the cunning in her eyes was evident.

Dongfang Haoyang was somewhat speechless. This little fox demon seemed a little bit cunning...

Holding Rongrong's hand, he greeted Honghong and the other demons before heading outside.

His reputation as a child groom has already spread throughout Tushan...

After leaving the main hall, Dongfang Haoyang found a secluded corner where no one was around and set up a protective barrier. He crossed his arms and looked helplessly at Rongrong, who was covering her pink lips and secretly laughing.

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as going to the Dao Alliance?"

Dongfang Haoyang didn't mean to blame her, but since he was in seclusion, Rongrong could go after he came out.

Two reasons~

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled and stretched out two slender fingers, gently shaking them.

"Firstly, we don't know when you will emerge from seclusion."

"Secondly, of course, I'm afraid of owing you favors again, and besides, it's better to do it sooner rather than later..."

Reincarnation and continuing one's destiny is one of the major sources of income for Tushan. Now that the Dao Alliance won't let people in, the method of disguising oneself as a demon has been seen through and cut off by those Daoists.

There are still more and more Taoist priests guarding the border of Tushan. With no news of this wooden boy, the safest way is to negotiate. However, a peace treaty without military guarantees is just a piece of paper that can be torn up at any time.

Moreover, Rongrong was willing to trust Dongfang Haoyang, and with the life-saving talisman he left behind, Rongrong felt reassured.

"Could it be that you're worried about me, young master?" Tu Shan Rongrong smiled slyly.

Seeing Rongrong, the little fox demon, lean closer again with her hands behind her back, Dongfang Haoyang sighed. "They're both thousand-year-old foxes, what's the point of playing these ghost stories..."

Gently pinning the little fox demon against the wall, he lightly kissed her forehead, leaving a slightly surprised look in her eyes.

"It's good that you're alright... Remember to use that talisman earlier next time."

I was always the one being forced, but this time I finally regained control!

"Young Master is so mean! Rongrong has to make it up to you!"

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled, her emerald eyes filled with tenderness. She cupped the boy's slightly surprised and blushing face in her hands, and gently tiptoed, locking onto her target!

Well, we've lost control again, completely and utterly...

After all, he was her childhood sweetheart, so Rongrong still had to give him some benefits, hehe.

"In short, this is just a clone of me at the Integration Realm, and it will soon dissipate."

Dongfang Haoyang touched his slightly flushed cheeks and turned his head away.

"Yes, we owe you a lot this time, young master."

Tu Shan Rongrong placed her hands on the hem of her light blue skirt, her emerald green hair was lifted by the breeze, revealing an incredibly cute smiling face.

"However..." Tu Shan Rongrong approached and curiously pinched the dragon horns on Haoyang's head.

"This texture feels so real, just like the real thing."

"It was painted on as the finishing touch, hey, Rongrong, don't change your mind."

click!

Tu Shan Rongrong's eyes widened into pouty eyes as she stared blankly at the dragon horn in her hand that was gradually turning into golden light. She covered her forehead and fell silent. Dongfang Haoyang stuck out his little tongue and chuckled sheepishly.

"Feel sorry……"

He used his hand as a brush to redraw the dragon horns, and then gently tapped the forehead of the curious little fox.

"Be careful and come back soon..."

Tu Shan Rongrong rubbed her forehead and nodded slightly, her eyes filled with emotion.

The boy smiled faintly, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and tenderness. His figure quickly turned into golden light and disappeared, leaving only a golden talisman that gently landed in Rongrong's hand. The number five engraved on the talisman had changed to four.

Rongrong composed herself, patted her slightly flushed cheeks, regained her smiling expression, and returned to the main hall.

In the main hall, Rongrong saw her sister Honghong pursing her lips, her hands nervously placed between her fair and slender legs, looking somewhat tense.

Beside her, a group of demon kings smiled smugly as they watched the heads of various powerful families with gloomy expressions.

Honghong turned her head and saw Rongrong walking towards her. Her expression softened considerably, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Honghong is very good at beating people up, but asking her to negotiate face-to-face with so many heads of powerful families...

It was really difficult for her, because she simply didn't know what to say...

"Rongrong..."

Seeing her sister staring intently at her, Tu Shan Rongrong sighed and walked over with a smile.

It was a lack of foresight on her part to have her sister stay here and negotiate with the Dao Alliance.

"Alright, let's begin."

Tu Shan Rongrong smiled and took the seat of honor, then took out a stack of contracts and waved them in front of the family heads.

Half an hour later.

The patriarchs gazed at the small mountain of silver coins before them, lost in thought…

"So the Tushan demoness really just wants to sign a peace treaty with our human race and sell two desolate, uninhabited territories..."

"Tens of thousands of taels of silver would be enough to buy dozens of plots of land, the Tushan fox demons are really generous..."

The heads of the families fell silent.

At this moment, Xiao Wancheng walked to the front of the group of family heads with a gloomy expression, spread his arms, and said with a ferocious look!

"No! A demon is a demon. Demons are bloodthirsty and murderous, unforgivable! How many of our compatriots have been killed by those demons? Are you going to compromise with our enemies?!"

Yang Yifang stepped forward with a gloomy expression, pointing at Xiao Wancheng with a cold smile.

"Damn it, Xiao Wancheng! Why didn't you say these things in front of that dragon demon? Everyone knows what your Xiao family's shady dealings are like. I bet you're the one who lured those monsters here!"

"Yang Yifang, don't make baseless accusations! Our Xiao family is a reputable and upright family, and we act with integrity and honesty!"

"Pah! You son of a bitch! How many talented Taoist priests has the Xiao family's Obsidian Inspector killed? Now that Tushan Fox Demon has specifically asked to settle accounts with you. I'll see how you die!"

Yang Yifang, as the head of the Yang family, usually loves to cultivate his character, but he can no longer tolerate Xiao Wancheng, the head of the Xiao family, who ruined the Yang family's grand wedding, caused his daughter to leave him, captured many of his Yang family's prodigies, and is now digging a pit for everyone.

Xiao Wancheng's face turned a deep purplish-red with anger, and he clenched his teeth, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

The heads of the Li and Deng families, along with other first-rate aristocratic families, also glared at Xiao Wancheng with hostility, secretly cursing him in their hearts.

You old dog Xiao, I'll fuck you! I was wondering why he was so eager to encourage them to fight against the fox demons of Tushan. Turns out he provoked the fox demons of Tushan himself and is now dragging them down with him!

Wen Bolin paused for a moment, then continued, "Moreover, all the captured Taoist priests have been returned, and there were no casualties..."

"I feel like this time, the third leader of Tushan seems to be showing some sincerity..."

"But we also need to find someone who can stand up to that dragon demon..."

At this moment, the head of the Deng family suddenly remembered someone, raised his index finger and showed an expression as if he had suddenly realized something, and said to everyone.

"Hey! What do you guys think of Jin Renfeng, the current head of Shenhuo Mountain Manor?"

Chi Huo, the head of the Chi family, Shi Tang, the head of the Shi family, and Wen Bolin, the head of the Wen family, all stood beside him holding the Cold Jade Sword. Their expressions instantly darkened. They were all close friends of Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye, while Jin Ren Feng was Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye's enemy.

Wang Quanba's wife, Dongfang Huaizhu, died in childbirth while giving birth to Wang Quanfugui. But how could childbirth be so serious for a woman with high magical power and the blood of the Dongfang family?

Although Ba Ye kept quiet about the real inside story, they all knew a little about it, and it was related to that Jin Renfeng.

They also suspected Jin Renfeng of how the Dongfang family had fallen into decline, how Jin Renfeng, an outsider, could possess pure Dongfang family divine blood, and the true cause of the Dongfang family patriarch's death.

"No way, how can we trust that kind of scum! Besides, the Dongfang family has already gone into seclusion; where are we going to find him?"

"Exactly! Aren't you afraid of letting those two-faced scoundrels into your home?!"

The head of the Deng family glanced at the three men's angry faces and sneered.

"I know you are friends of Ba Ye, but only the Demon-Slaying Divine Fire of the Golden-Faced Fire God has any hope of subduing that dragon demon!"

The head of the Li family sighed.

"Since things have come to this, we can only pin our hopes on that Demon-Slaying Divine Fire. Personal character is far too insignificant compared to the safety of the entire Dao Alliance and the human race. At worst, we can just suppress them again, like we did with the Dongfang family before..."

Standing to the side, the head of the Xiao family looked at the crowd and cursed inwardly. "As expected, all aristocratic families are equally ruthless. They fawn over them when they need them, and discard them without hesitation when they don't. Do they even dare to talk about themselves? Do they even dare to talk about the Xiao family?!"

"Then let's begin the vote."

The head of the Deng family stood with his arms crossed, speaking with a serious and earnest expression.

"Wait, the Alliance Leader hasn't returned yet." Little Fire God Chi Huo's face was icy cold.

"I believe that the Alliance Leader will understand our decision in the grand scheme of things!" Xiao Wancheng sneered.

"Raise your hand if you agree!"

Apart from a few family heads such as the Chi family, Shi family, Yang family, and Wen family, all the other family heads raised their hands.

"Very well! Then let's begin the search for Lord Vulcan. I'll personally oversee it." Xiao Wancheng sneered. As long as he bribed that Golden-Faced Vulcan, Jin Renfeng!

It won't be difficult for the Xiao family to return to its former glory.

Moreover, even if they fail, they can simply shift the blame onto Jin Renfeng or other family heads and extricate themselves from the situation.

"You!" Wen Bolin, the head of the Wen family, and Chi Huo, the little fire god, were so angry that their eyebrows stood on end. They drew their magic swords and stepped forward to take down Xiao Wancheng.

They knew what the old dog was thinking without even having to think.

But the two were stopped by Ishido, who held their shoulders firmly.

Let's not even talk about whether Jin Renfeng can defeat that dragon demon. If he can't, what if the dragon demon retaliates?

Furthermore, that Jinren Feng killed his master to seize the throne. He is tyrannical and ruthless. If he were to join the Dao Alliance and defeat the dragon demon, he would also endanger the Dao Alliance. In that case, he would become too powerful to control, and the weak Dao Alliance would face a catastrophe!

These three individuals, along with a few other sensible members of the family, were aware of this.

But seeing the many family heads before them, shrouded in fear of the dragon demon and driven mad by their desire to save their own lives, these few could only helplessly choose to acquiesce.

"That dragon demon is capricious; no one knows if he'll change his mind and ask us to send him young boys and girls to eat. The fear of the clan leaders is not without reason..."

The head of the Shi family clasped his hands and said something against his will to the other family heads. His face was extremely ugly. He was unwilling, really unwilling, but now he could only submit to the majority. Because of the difference in strength, and the fact that the human race was too weak to withstand the devastation of a war between aristocratic families.

The current forbearance is not cowardice, but rather a way to preserve strength and wait for unforeseen changes to occur.

He was even less convinced than Chi Huo and Wen Bolin that finding Jin Renfeng, who had murdered his master to seize the throne, was a good idea.

Thus, the heads of the various clans passed the bill to find Jin Renfeng to eliminate the demonic threat from Tushan.

Outside, Wang Quanba stood on the city wall, holding the Wang Quan Sword, watching the monster army gradually disappear into the horizon, his eyes downcast.

He recalled the words that the third leader of Tushan had said before he left.

Tushan will never initiate a war, but it is absolutely not afraid of war!

With a long sigh, the white-bearded swordsman untied the wine gourd from his waist and took two melancholy sips.

He captured a thousand people, but spared no one, believing these demon kings were merely there to demonstrate their power...

"but……"

"Is this truly the beginning of a catastrophe for humanity...?"

"This is still the beginning of peace between the human and demon races..."

Wang Quanba sighed deeply. The once glorious leader of the Masked Sword Immortals now stared blankly ahead.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, but no one could offer him any answers or explanations.

"Huaizhu, brothers... I miss you all..."

"If only you were still here..."

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