Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 66: Brother Huo Qin, you are better than me, and you can endure it.
"Or, you don't take me seriously at all?"
Su Zhan's words were very harsh, and he did not give Huo Qin any face at all. In fact, the friendship between the two of them, who were once from the same city, had disappeared without a trace with the so-called farce of breaking off the engagement.
"If you don't hand him over to me, Tuoku City will have a hard time explaining to King Yin." Huo Qin suppressed his anger and explained the pros and cons.
"You are the one who should give an explanation to the Silver King first. You are the Demon King, and you let your son be seriously injured and dying under the protection of the peerless endless fire domain. If you continue to talk nonsense, the half-dead Silver Dragon might really die."
Su Zhan smiled with his hands behind his back.
"Or, do you think that if you and I fight, the Silver Dragon will be able to withstand the aftermath?"
During the brief silence, Huo Qin's expression changed several times.
He understood that Su Zhan's palm just now had already made his attitude clear, and staying here any longer would only bring humiliation upon himself.
What's more, Wang Chen still managed to severely injure the silver dragon under the protection of his endless fire domain. Although it might be suspected of taking advantage of the situation, it also really hit his confidence.
With flames dancing in his eyes, Huo Qin's gaze shifted towards Wang Chen, as if he wanted to capture his appearance.
Then he turned and walked towards the silver dragon.
"That someone."
Wang Chen suddenly shouted in front of Su Zhan, the black-armored soldiers, and the dragon guards who were supporting each other and following Huo Qin.
"Who?"
The dignified Fire Qin Demon King was actually called a cat or a dog by a young man.
Huo Qin was shocked.
"You must cure him who has the top steel dragon bloodline among the sub-divine beasts. He has been practicing since he was three years old, practicing both civil and martial arts, has a photographic memory, and can learn anything he learns. At the age of twelve, he has been involved in the management of the 80,000-li region of Zhongzhou, managing everything in an orderly manner. He is a rare genius among the demon race, but he can't even take my sword."
Wang Chen spoke with deep sincerity.
Boom!
The earth shook, and countless sparks inexplicably ignited in the air.
Huo Qin stood still, his red hair dancing in the wind.
These words were what he had said to Wang Chen like a kind elder, and now they were returned to him word for word.
In this situation, it was even more painful than having a sword pierce his body.
Since he achieved great success in his cultivation, he had never suffered such humiliation.
He wanted to kill Wang Chen at all costs.
But this is Tuoku City.
So even though he was the Demon King, he could only swallow his anger and walk out of the city.
Su Zhan turned around and glanced at Wang Chen with his green eyes. He asked himself if he was in Huo Qin's position, he would probably rush over regardless of everything.
"Brother Huo Qin, you are better than me."
"You can still bear it!"
Looking at Huo Qin's back, Su Zhan stabbed him again.
Huo Qin bit off a tooth, and even though the demon king's teeth were as hard as diamonds, they turned into a spark, and he disappeared on the spot holding the silver dragon.
The penguin nearby came over.
“Brother Yu, you are invincible,” in my heart.
His tone was extremely sincere.
"I said I would help you vent your anger, so I will help you vent your anger."
Wang Chen patted the fur on his abdomen generously.
For the sake of a penguin, he severely injured the young master of Yinhui City and fought head-on against the Fire Qin Demon King.
Su Zhan was a little bit unbelievable, and stared at Wang Chen with his blue eyes, which made the latter feel scared.
Wang Chen felt that there was an inexplicable meaning in this look.
"This look, isn't it because you're attracted to me?"
Wang Chen murmured in his heart, and then felt a chill.
Fortunately, Su Zhan can’t read Wang Chen’s mind, otherwise he would have slapped Wang Chen to death.
Wang Chen looked at Su Zhan, who was half a body taller than him.
"Thank you, City Lord." He suddenly became very polite. Putting aside other possibilities, if Su Zhan had not been here, he would have been crushed to ashes by Huo Qin.
Only a stronger demon king can scare away the demon king. The demon in front of him is obviously very strong.
Wang Chen's attitude was in contrast to the one that had just angered Huo Qin to death. Even Su Zhan, who was over a hundred years old, was very pleased with it. He said with a smile.
"I like to meet young talents like you. Come to my Tuoku City and have a drink or two." After saying this, he looked at Wang Chen and thought to himself that if this is the person my good daughter wants to marry, it would be very good."
Hence, there was a hint of fondness in his eyes.
This made Wang Chen even more nervous.
Wang Chen looked at Su Zhan's green eyes and sensitively saw other meanings in them.
"I appreciate your kindness, but I have something important to attend to..."
"Hey, no hurry."
"Huo Qin placed a hand as big as a casserole on Wang Chen's shoulder, which made him feel cold. He felt that the hand was like the teeth in the mouth of a poisonous snake and the sting behind the tail of a wasp."
"Line up."
The thunderous sound was deafening, and the sudden noise startled Wang Chen.
Amid the sound of orderly footsteps, the black-armored soldiers lined up, stood neatly on both sides, and cleared a path without looking around.
Wang Chen's cultivation just now has already won their respect.
"Hahaha."
Su Zhan laughed loudly, held Wang Chen's shoulders like a buddy, and led him towards the inner city.
"It's over..."
Wang Chen’s mind was filled with these two words.
He never imagined that an hour ago, he would have to sneak into the inner city like a spy.
At this moment, he and the city lord are walking side by side like good brothers... right?
I hope this city lord only treats me with friendship.
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"What kind of person is that boy?"
"He was very calm, like a sculpture, sitting in the hall, and his posture did not change. He just took a sip of the spirit wine at the beginning, probably out of politeness, and did not drink again afterwards. In fact, he only touched his lips with the first sip of wine. He did not seem to be reserved, but more like cautious, thoughtful, and very wary, but his face was very calm."
“What’s your talent?”
"Judging from the intermittent flow of his demonic power, the quality of his demonic power is very low, somewhat similar to that of the fat penguin beside him."
"So he comes from a family of penguins that are meant to be viewed and played with?"
"It is very likely... but his strength does not need to be proven . In front of the city lord and the entire Black Armor Army, he severely injured Yinlong, the young city lord of Yinhui City, in front of the Fire Qin Demon King. This record is really too amazing."
"Well, he certainly shouldn't be an ordinary person."
Nodding, a woman in gorgeous clothes stood up gracefully.
Open the door, I'll go see him.
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In front of me is a glass of fruit wine the color of agate.
Crystal clear and translucent, like a gem.
Even smelling the overflowing aroma of wine makes people feel refreshed.
Compared with this, the fruit wine that Qinghong treated him to in the dungeon was like a bucket of black water taken from the gutter.
The surroundings are magnificent and golden. In addition to the gorgeous tables and chairs, the weapons and animal bones placed at intervals add to the ruggedness and martial spirit of the living room.
Just in the corner of the living room where Wang Chen was, the soles of his feet were made of the leather of an unknown monster, covered with white fine wool, and very soft to step on.
The wooden table was made of vermilion hardwood and covered with a tablecloth with exquisite embroidery. For the demon race, this kind of embroidered cloth was extremely valuable and hard to come by.
"Wang Chen, why are you standing there? Eat."
Xiaoyao, who was standing by, was eating and drinking well under the cover of Ximen Youqian.
"Oh." Wang Chen sighed. There is no good banquet. What does a child know?
