Di Lan held a banquet at Shaojun's Mansion, and the food was so good that even Qing Kui couldn't help but praise: "The chef of Shaojun's Mansion is really good at cooking."
Ye Tan laughed and said: "This is not his specialty. He is best at cooking the special dishes of the Yaozu, such as "steamed human feet", "steamed human heads", "charcoal-grilled human steaks"..."
She counted down with her fingers, and sure enough, everyone at the table lost their appetite.
On the contrary, Lord Xuanshang continued to eat the rice and said, "Humans and demons have been at odds for many years, and the human race often feeds on beasts. The customs of the demon race are not surprising."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone outside suddenly said loudly: "Xuan Shang Shenjun is really reasonable."
Everyone followed the sound and saw a burly man striding forward with a group of demon soldiers. Lord Xuanshang frowned—who is this person who broke in without regard to the might of the Yaozu Shaojun? There are no rules.
Xiaofeng took a few mouthfuls of food - judging by his posture, the banquet probably came to an end. Tut tut.
Shaojun's Mansion was suddenly quiet, but everyone had different thoughts.
Di Lanjue frowned, and said: "Uncle broke into my young master's mansion without passing the news, it seems to be against the rules."
This person is none other than his uncle Prince Baihu, Emperor Yao. Di Yao has white hair, like his tiger fur, so white it shines. Because he was in his prime, his eyes were full of divine light, his arm muscles were bulging, and his right arm was draped with white tiger fur. He was full of strength when he walked.
He glanced at the banquet and sneered: "Shaojun actually entertained these people. Don't you know that they have betrayed the gods and demons, and are now being captured by the emperor of heaven and the demon?"
Di Lan said angrily, "I don't need to report to you if I want to entertain anyone."
Di Yao pressed on step by step: "Everything I do is for the stability of the demon clan. Come here, drive these people out of the demon world, so that the young master will not be confused for a while, be bewitched by villains, and make a big mistake."
As soon as he gave an order, the demon soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward, Di Lanjue finally couldn't hold back, and shouted angrily: "Who dares?"
Di Yao sneered: "Young Master is young, so it's inevitable that you don't think well. As your uncle, of course I have to remind you all the time. What are you still doing? Don't hurry up."
A group of demon soldiers had leopard ears on their heads, and their animal teeth were exposed, and they were about to come up and drive away the crowd. Di Lan couldn't bear it any longer, and the bone claws appeared in her hand, which was the magic weapon of Burning Wild. When Di Yao saw this, he was not only not afraid, but also proud of himself - if Di Lan fought against him at this time, he would definitely lose. At that time, he will be in a state of embarrassment and prestige, how can he convince the public
Next to him, mocking wind asked in a low voice: "I remember that the gods and demons have no grievances with him. Why is this White Tiger Prince so aggressive?"
He originally asked Xuan Shangjun, but Ye Tan was always quick-spoken, and immediately replied in a low voice: "Where is he trying to force us? He is trying to force Di Lan to do something. If he beats Di Lan into a dog in public, who will support him?" This Young Master?"
Xiaofeng was stunned: "Is it so straightforward for the monster race to force the palace?"
"Where can a group of beasts be clever?" Ye Tan rolled his eyes. Sure enough, Di Lanjue next to him clenched his claws and paused every word: "The people with you, get out!"
How could Di Yao "roll off"? He was still looking forward to destroying Di Lanjue's prestige in front of everyone. He moved his hands, and the black fingers and claws flashed with cold light: "It seems that you want to ask your uncle some tricks? Think about it, I taught you spells when you were young. Now it's time to see your progress."
Qing Kui said in a low voice, "How about... let's leave? To save Shaojun from embarrassing."
Ye Tan said: "If we leave, will Di Lanjue be proud?"
Xuan Shangjun frowned, Ye Tan elbowed him: "You have to think of a way!"
"I can't think about it." Xuanshang Jun counted the rice grains in his bowl, obviously having no intention of helping. He has always been upright and righteous. Now watching the fire from the other side, it is obviously not because this bowl of rice is so simple.
Ye Tan can't help it, who will let himself ask for others
She rubbed against Mr. Xuanshang, her voice was so soft that water could be squeezed out: "Youqin, I know you are the most upright, kindest, most enthusiastic, and most willing to help others! Just help this poor little tiger! "
Xuanshang Jun continued to eat like rice grains, and Ye Tan leaned close to his ear, with his red lips slightly parted, and blew lightly on his earlobe. In an instant, Xuanshang Jun was like an electric shock, his bones were soft and his tendons were crisp. Ye Tan shook his arm: "Youqin..." The ending also turned several coloraturas.
The mocking wind shook off goosebumps all over the place.
Only then did Xuanshang Jun put down his chopsticks unhurriedly, and lightly pressed the corner of his mouth with silk. In front of him, Di Lanjue confronted Prince Baihu, Diyao. He said loudly, "Young Monarch of the Monster Clan hosted a banquet for Princess Shaodian Ziwu of the Heaven Realm. Prince Baihu not only came with troops, but even kept saying that he wanted to expel Princess Ziwu from the world." The Yaozu really don't care about the Protoss anymore."
That's right, don't we still have Ziwu? ! Ye Tan is like waking up from a dream—she is the best at holding chicken feathers as arrows.
Sure enough, when Xuanshang Jun spoke, Di Yao wanted to ridicule him, but when he heard this, he was stunned.
-what? Feast Shaodian Ziwu
At the banquet, Shaodian Ziwu was also stunned: "Ah?" She looked at her elder brother, realized after a while, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes! He is inviting me to the banquet! Prince Diyao, what are you doing today? So rude, after I go back, I will definitely report to Father God!"
She raised her chin high, trying to look fierce. Di Yao looked at her, and then at Xuanshang Jun, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Although the monster clan is a shit-stirring stick in the four realms, in terms of strength, it is far behind the gods and demons. If he really offended the God Race, it would not only be detrimental to the Yao Race, but also to himself. He could only bite the bullet and force his words: "This...Princess Ziwu is a noble guest of the demon clan, so she can stay naturally. Others should always be driven away, right?"
Ziwu said angrily: "The rest are my guests! You are rude to my guests, I, I..." She looked at Shaodian Youqin, obviously not knowing how to respond at this time.
Xuanshang Jun said coldly: "It's good to drive away."
As soon as he opened his mouth, there was coercion. Di Yao couldn't help but take a step back, but when he realized that he was timid, he hurried forward again. Mr. Xuanshang's words were indifferent, but he revealed his innate dignity and arrogance: "We were brought by Princess Ziwu, so we are also here as envoys. The demon emperor needs the permission of the demon emperor himself to drive away the demon clan. When will it be my turn?" You led someone straight into the Shaojun's mansion?"
Ye Tan immediately chimed in: "That's right! Do you have the document approved by the Demon Emperor? Or did the Demon Emperor give you the throne?"
"This..." Di Yao was speechless when asked.
On the seat, Lord Xuanshang still sat upright, it seemed that the arrival of Prince Baihu was not worth his standing up to greet him. He ignored the prince, and turned to Di Lanjue and said: "Mr. Lanjue, this man's words are so reckless and presumptuous, how about I take him down for you and hand him over to the Demon Emperor?"
In fact, right now he and Xiaofeng are two empty airs. If they really fought, even if they were tied together, they probably wouldn't be the opponent of the White Tiger Prince. But he is condescending, calm and confident, and he is sure that Di Yao will not offend.
Di Lan was extremely unwilling to accept his favor. But here and now, he has no choice. He said: "Di Yao, I think you are my elder, so I don't care about you today. But as a subject, you should keep your duty. If you lose your manners again, don't blame me for not thinking of family affection. You will not step down!"
Di Yao's tiger teeth are about to be crushed. But he really didn't dare to gamble.
The Xuanshang gods of the heavens and the third highness of the demon clan mocked the wind here, and it was rumored that the two worlds of gods and demons blocked the two qi, the pure and the turbid. But how much combat power they still have now is hard to estimate. If the two of them join forces, I'm afraid I will make a fool of myself on the spot.
He weighed quickly in his heart, but Xiaofeng had already unhurriedly pulled out his war sickle. There was a cold light on the sickle, and I don't know how much blood I drank, it was as frightening as a soul. He wiped the edge of the sickle lightly, and said: "The monsters do things, but they talk a lot of nonsense, and they are not as neat as the demons."
Demons have always been bloodthirsty and arrogant, let alone impatient. Di Yao glanced at him, his heart was cold, although he was full of unwillingness, he could only salute Di Lan hastily, and left Shaojun's Mansion with a group of leopard monsters in disgrace.