There was a constant stream of people, and most of the seats were already occupied. The inner round table was still empty at this time, and the most important person would naturally appear at the last moment.
The Eight-Armed Demon Prince had already arrived, but he was wearing a mask and his eyes were flickering.
As an important figure of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, he sat in the front row of the outer circle. At this moment, there was no one around him. No one wanted to be angered by this person.
I don't know how the news got out that Lan Xuanyu used an illusion to resolve the crisis at the last moment of the game, but many people already knew about it. So, when the representatives of various races attending the meeting today saw the Eight-Armed Demon Prince, even though they disliked this race very much, they couldn't help but show sympathy on their faces.
It's pitiful, it's really pitiful! The Eight-armed Demon Clan paid so much, but in the end, they failed and lost everything. How pitiful it is...
The Eight-Armed Demon Prince's mood at this moment could no longer be described as bad.
At noon, he was not only beaten violently by the Eight-Armed Demon King, but also scolded. If it weren't for his important identity, he really didn't want to attend the afternoon meeting. The mask on his face was more to cover the wound!
The defeat in today's battle not only meant the loss of Princess Jinlong, but more importantly, it was a blow to his prestige within the clan. His elder brothers had been eyeing the position of the crown prince, but it was his father who had decided on him as the successor despite all the opposition. You know, he has not yet broken through the god-level to become the successor, and the Eight-Armed Demon King needs to bear great pressure. Although he is the clan leader, he is not the only super strong man in the clan!
Tomorrow, tomorrow no matter what, even if it means death, we must capture the Golden Dragon Princess. She must come to participate, and must continue to participate!
At this moment, the Eight-Armed Demon Prince was praying for Lan Xuanyu in his heart.
At this moment, a figure sat down next to him. With a faint smile on his face, "Brother Haotian, hello!"
The Eight-Armed Demon Prince Xing Haotian turned his head and saw that the person sitting next to him was Li Menglong with a smile on his face.
"It's you!" Xing Haotian looked at Li Menglong coldly, "Did you plan what happened today?"
Li Menglong said with a wronged look on his face: "Me? How could it be me! I haven't done anything! Brother Haotian, why are you still wearing a mask?"
Xing Haotian suddenly revealed a murderous aura, "It's not you? It was you who first seduced my people to take action. Otherwise, how could our people die?"
Li Menglong sighed and said, "I just wanted to give it a try. Moreover, I asked all the tribes to make a move, and they all paid the Tianyang Crystal Stone as payment. Originally, I hoped that through everyone's concerted efforts, the strength of the Golden Dragon Princess could be consumed. In the end, no matter who succeeds, at least they can get the beauty and not let the Dragon Clan have the exclusive beauty. But who knew that your tribesman would actually say such words, angering the Golden Dragon Princess and dying in the ring. This was not my design! After that, the continued moves of your tribesmen had nothing to do with me, and I did not participate in it. However, Brother Haotian, your last battle today was really a pity!"
What does it mean to rub salt into the wound? This is what Li Menglong did at this time.
"You!" Xing Haotian turned around suddenly, raising his hands. But he was the most rational among the Eight-armed Demon Clan, so he resisted the urge to attack Li Menglong.
After all, this is the territory of the Pegasus tribe. Although the Eight-Armed Demon Tribe is powerful, there is still a considerable gap between them and the Pegasus tribe.
Li Menglong seemed to have not noticed the murderous look in the other party's eyes. He sighed and said, "Opportunities are often missed and will never come again. Brother Haotian, you have to take care of yourself too! Let's not continue tomorrow."
Xing Haotian's breath was obviously a little unstable. His eight-armed demon form was broken, and it would take a while to recover.
"Then Princess Jinlong may not fight again tomorrow. Do you think you have a chance?" Xing Haotian retorted. At this point, how could he not guess that Li Menglong had some thoughts about Princess Jinlong!
Li Menglong smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. From what I know about her, as long as she can still fight, she will definitely not quit. Otherwise, all those Heavenly Cultivation Crystals on the stage will belong to the next champion. The champion of the No. 2 stage will automatically move to the No. 1 stage and become the champion. He is a member of my Pegasus tribe, so even if Princess Jinlong really doesn't come, the benefits will still be ours!"
Xing Haotian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the kind-looking guy in front of him, who always had a smile on his face and seemed harmless. The anger in his heart gradually disappeared, and he calmed down, and was only alert in his heart. This guy is really not easy to deal with.
Feeling the murderous aura on Xing Haotian gradually weaken, and then turning towards the inner circle with a cold face, as if unwilling to talk to him anymore, Li Menglong couldn't help but feel a little surprised. How could this eight-armed devil prince really be so calm? No wonder he was chosen as the prince, he must have something!
At this time, the venue was gradually filling up and everyone was talking about something. A large part of them were discussing the game this morning.
Xing Haotian and Li Menglong were both sitting in the second row of the outer circle. In front of them, that is, the first row of the outer circle, were the seats of the elders like Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei and Pegasus Knight. Even though they were the best of the second generation, they were not qualified to sit in the front row.
At this moment, suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations from behind, which attracted Li Menglong and Xing Haotian and made them turn their heads back.
The next moment, their gazes froze.
Those are two beautiful figures.
The one on the left is wearing a light blue dress and has long dark blue hair draped behind her head. The character has a somewhat cold temperament and looks like a fairy.
On her right was another woman. She was still wearing a long dress and her long hair was loose. Although her face was pale and sickly, her cold and beautiful face seemed to overshadow everything else present. She almost instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Is it her? She actually came? The senior leaders of various ethnic groups present at the meeting were all filled with surprise.
She was seriously injured and on the verge of death in the morning, so how could she be able to attend the conference in the afternoon
Yes, the ones who appeared at the entrance were none other than Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiu Xiu.
Lan Xuanyu, who had changed into a clean long dress, walked slowly into the arena with the support of Bai Xiuxiu, and a frost seemed to appear on her pretty face. Without the strong aura on her body, she seemed as weak as a weak woman.
However, the senior leaders of various ethnic groups sitting in the outer circle stood up involuntarily, nodded to her and greeted her.
Lan just nodded silently in return without saying anything, and walked forward with Xiuxiu's support.
"They" were also in the second row, just behind Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei.
At this time, the Holy Light Dragon Knight had already arrived. He naturally felt the arrival of Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu. He turned his head and naturally noticed Lan Xuanyu's "weak" appearance at this time. When he carefully felt it, he immediately felt that Lan was really weak now, with a feeling of both Qi and blood deficiency. However, this seemed to be a little different from the feeling at the last moment in the morning!