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Ling Xuan and Fu Zu, led by the female demon, turned left and right, and finally came to a camp.

On the way, the female demon took the initiative to introduce her, and her name was Mo Mingyu.

I wonder if it was because of the high priest's words that Mo Mingyu's attitude towards them improved a lot.

A large number of demons gathered in the camp.

The arrival of Ling Xuan and Fu Zu immediately aroused their interest.

The demons in the Demon Valley rarely meet humans, but their hatred against the Dark Demon Kingdom lasts for generations.

Therefore, most demons are only curious about Ling Xuan and have no hatred.

Only some of the demons showed contempt and hatred.

I don’t know where their hatred comes from.

Mo Mingyu greeted the demons and spoke in obscure language.

Although Ling Xuan and the two could not understand, the human race was best at learning.

In a short time, the two of them learned a lot.

Not long after, the two came to a camp under the leadership of Mo Mingyu.

Within the camp.

A white-haired female demon sat at the head of the table.

On both sides are tall, majestic and ugly male demons.

Judging from the appearance of the armor, they should all be like generals.

Their auras are all roughly Saint Realm, but most of them are above the Seventh Realm.

The white-haired female demon headed by her is even more powerful and is already one of the Saint Realms.

Noticing Ling Xuan's appraising eyes, several generals immediately glared back fiercely.

They were still chattering in their mouths, seeming to be very disdainful of the two of them.

Ling Xuan understood what they were saying, so he retorted on the spot.

"It's rare for outsiders to come to Demon Valley and be willing to help you, but you still speak so harshly. Is this the way Demons treat guests?"

Fu Zu listened with admiration.

Even though they were a small group against a large group of people, Ling Xuan was still neither humble nor overbearing.

This attitude made him even more delighted.

The generals suddenly looked shocked.

Apparently they couldn't understand why these two human races understood what they just said.

Mo Mingyu was also shocked.

How did these two people know Demon Language?

The high priest also raised his eyebrows and spoke in pure human language, "I'm really sorry. We are used to being rough and rarely receive humans."

"You guys, apologize to these two distinguished guests immediately!"

This sentence was spoken in Majin language.

The demon generals spoke reluctantly.

The high priest then asked, "Have you two been to Demon Valley?"

"No."

"Then why do you know the language of our tribe?"

Ling Xuan smiled, "Demon language is not difficult. Most languages ​​have something in common. You can master it with a little study."

"Thanks to Mo Mingyu, she has been talking to other people in this camp when she brought us here."

Mo Mingyu's beautiful eyes widened.

What's the meaning.

Just when I talk to others, you learn how to talk to me?

The eyes of the high priest were also shining brightly.

She said in a deep voice, "Have a seat for your two distinguished guests!"

"Mingyu, go get some Mingxin Fruit."

Mo Mingyu was surprised and said, "High Priest, the Mingxin Fruit is so precious..."

The high priest said calmly, "Go."

"Yes." Mo Mingyu could only nod.

After a while.

Ling Xuan and Fu Zu sat in the first position on the left.

Afterwards, Mo Mingyu presented two plates of purple fruits.

With such a friendly and kind attitude, it was obvious that the high priest recognized the power of the two of them.

The high priest smiled, "This Mingxin Fruit is a specialty of our Black Stone Tribe. It has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind."

"You two might as well try it."