A man in black robe walked into the back garden and came to the pavilion with flowers.
Zuo Lu greeted him with a smile: "Brother Chu Yuan, I thought you were not coming."
Since I have promised Lord Zuo, of course I have to come.
The man in black robe was a middle-aged demon with a gloomy face. He looked ordinary, but one of his pupils was purple-red.
Nangong Wei glanced at the demon hunter Chu Yuan curiously: "Such a strong demon beast aura, are you from the demon tribe?"
Chu Yuan did not answer Nangong Wei, but walked straight to an empty seat at the edge.
"Does it matter whether I am from the demon tribe or not? Lord Zuo will not let me leave just because I am from the demon tribe, right?"
Zuo Lu laughed: "My friends, don't worry, Brother Chu Yuan is not from the demon tribe, he is a genuine demon tribe member. If you don't believe me, you can look at the pair of horns on his head."
There was a pair of short horns hidden in Chu Yuan's hairline. In addition to the aura of a demon, a huge demonic energy surged out of his body like a raging wave.
Bakong smiled and said, "What a strong magic essence. This brother is not an ordinary demon hunter. You are good at cultivating magic essence with demon pills, so you always carry the aura of the demon race."
Nangong Wei suddenly understood. No wonder the demon hunter had the aura of a demon. It was because he often hunted and killed demons, absorbed the demon essence in their demon pills, and converted it into his own magic essence.
This kind of breath from the demon clan is the breath of demon essence, which can easily make the demon clan relax their vigilance and think that Chu Yuan is of the same kind. When they are careless, they are likely to be hunted and killed by Chu Yuan.
Seeing that everyone was shocked by his magic essence, Chu Yuan showed a proud look: "Others think that the demon world is very dangerous, and there are demons hiding everywhere, but for me, it is the best place to practice, which is more conducive to practice than absorbing magic essence in the magic world."
Zuo Lu poured a glass of wine for Chu Yuan, showing an appreciative look, and clinked glasses with him: "We have all kinds of talents in the Demon Realm, as long as they are masters, we welcome them. Our goal is the same, to eliminate the human leader Ye Feng, I hope everyone can win the first battle and win a million gold coins."
Wang Dayi looked indifferent: "I only want Ye Feng's head. I don't mind one million gold coins."
Aza sneered: "Brother, since you don't want the million gold coins, why don't you give them all to me."
"I don't even know you, why should I give you a million gold coins?"
Chu Yuan was not happy and said, "Why do you two think that these one million gold coins are definitely yours? Now that things are not even clear, you want to get a million gold coins. You are overthinking."
Bakong and Badu looked at each other with a relaxed look as if they were watching a show.
Aza sneered: "If I don't even have this much confidence, how can I dare to accept this mission?"
Aza's left mechanical arm gleamed with metallic luster and was flexible as he gently picked up a glass of wine.
Wang Dayi glanced at Aza with contempt: "It's good for people to be confident, but if they are too confident, they will become stupid, right?"
Aza heard Wang Dayi's sarcasm and said unconvincedly: "Sect Master Wang, what do you mean by this? Are you saying that I am too confident?"
Chu Yuan laughed and said, "It seems you are not stupid. You can even hear this."
Chi, a dazzling beam of light shot out from Aza's left index finger, hitting the glass in Chu Yuan's hand, smashing it into pieces, and the amber wine spilled all over Chu Yuan.
"Whether I am stupid or not has nothing to do with you, a monster or not."
The atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became tense. Chu Yuan stood up suddenly, his purple eye almost spitting fire as he stared coldly at Azha.
"Boy, don't think you are amazing just because you have half a mechanical arm. Even if it is made of black iron, I can still tear it in half."
"Okay, then you give it a try."
Seeing that the three masters he invited to deal with Ye Feng had a conflict and were about to fight, Zuo Lu hurried out to persuade them to stop fighting.
"We are all family, we are all friends, why should we be like this? Although we just met, we are a team, we need to work together, please give me some face."
Zuo Lu's words made Aza and Chu Yuan's eyes look more forbearing, and their gazes, which were almost enough to create sparks, shifted away from each other.
Feeling that there was no good show to be seen, Nangong Wei laughed: "Who dares not give face to Lord Zuo? If anyone does not give face to Lord Zuo, then he is not giving face to me, Nangong Wei, and he is not giving face to the Lord Alliance."
No one in the Nine Demon Realms wants to offend the Lords Alliance, not to mention that Aza is Nangong Wei's good friend.
Aza first stated his attitude: "As long as others don't bully me, I don't want to bully others, but if anyone wants to bully me, I won't agree."
Nangong Wei patted Azha's shoulder affectionately: "Brother Azha, I, Nangong Wei, promise that no one dares to bully you here. Bullying you is bullying me."
The Lord of the Left smiled and asked his servant to bring a vermilion lacquered sandalwood box. He gently opened the sealed lid and a lavender light shone out from inside.
There are six or seven thumb-sized, crystal-clear purple magic crystals, with a very delicate polishing process. There seem to be hundreds of facets, each of which is hexagonal, uniform, neat and dazzling.
Purple magic crystals are first-class magic crystals in the demon world. They have extraordinary energy and can be used for cultivation, as works of art, and as energy sources. Moreover, these magic crystals have obviously been artificially carved and polished, making them more precious and beautiful.
"These are the gifts I give to everyone. Each of you take one. I hope that you can put aside your hostility and work together to fight against the greatest enemy of our demon race."
Chu Yuan and Aza both took out a purple magic crystal and played with it in their palms. It was cold and hard.
Wang Dayi just glanced at it and didn't take it. He was not very interested in the gift. He came here specifically to kill Ye Feng. Apart from Ye Feng's head, one million gold coins could not attract him.
Wang Dayi said coldly: "You don't need to give me any gifts. I joined you because you will get Ye Feng's recent whereabouts. I have been here for a day, but you can't give me any information. If you can't get Ye Feng's whereabouts, I can only withdraw from you and seek revenge on Ye Feng myself."
A hint of displeasure flashed across Zuo Lu's face, but because Wang Dayi was the leader of the Moyi Sect and the strongest among the three recruited killers, it was not easy to offend him.
Just as he was about to speak, Nangong Wei interrupted, "Sect Master Wang, don't worry. Ye Feng escaped from Nangong City, but we have set up a trap and will soon find out his new whereabouts."
Chu Yuan showed a skeptical look: "I heard that Ye Feng can fly a sword and come and go without a trace. You set up a net? I'm afraid it will be useless."