After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"This... this is impossible!!!" Wei Wuhen said in a trembling voice.

At that moment, his expression suddenly changed and his heartbeat accelerated.

Based on his knowledge and experience, this token is exactly the token of the Palace of Gods and Demons, especially the dragon pattern on the back of the token, which further proves how noble the identity of the owner of this token is.

But how could such a token fall into Qiye's hands?

He couldn't understand it, let alone accept it.

"How about it, can you let us in now?" Lu Xiyan asked coldly.

"Don't worry!" Wei Wuhen waved his hand. "Let me ask you, where did you get this token? With your identities, how could you possibly get the token of the Palace of Gods and Demons?"

Lu Xiyan glanced at Fu Feng standing behind her, then raised her chin and said to Wei Wuhen: "Why do you care where we got it from? Anyway, if you don't let us in, if you anger someone you shouldn't, you can't afford the consequences!!"

"Hmph, who can guarantee that this token was not stolen by you? How dare you, just a few of you, use the token of the Palace of Gods and Demons to cheat here?" Wei Wuhen said in a deep voice.

"I don't care what you think. Anyway, the token is right in front of you. You have to give it up today whether you want to or not!!" Lu Xiyan's tone was strong, and she looked like there was no room for negotiation.

"You little girl, you are so arrogant!!!" Hearing Lu Xiyan's threat, Wei Wuhen immediately became annoyed, "This is the Night Demon Clan! This is not a place where you can act wild as you please!!"

Seeing the atmosphere between the two sides becoming increasingly tense, Feng Muchuan suddenly stepped forward to Wei Wuhen's side and said respectfully, "Elder, in my opinion, we should not continue to stalemate with them. His Majesty the Demon Emperor will arrive early tomorrow morning. You should discuss the welcoming ceremony with the other elders as soon as possible. This is a big deal."

Wei Wuhen's face was uncertain. After a long while, he nodded and replied in a deep voice: "You are right. That is the big deal. Muchuan, I will leave these people to you. Send more people to keep an eye on them. Don't let them affect the welcoming of His Majesty the Demon Emperor tomorrow!!"

"Yes, I understand. I will find a place to settle them. It won't be too late for you to deal with them after tomorrow, Elder." Feng Muchuan said with a smile.

"Yeah." Wei Wuhen nodded.

After explaining everything, he looked at them again and said in a deep voice, "Listen, you guys. I can let you go in first today, but I can't return this token to you. It just so happens that His Majesty the Demon Emperor and several elders from the Demon Realm will come to our Night Demon Clan's capital tomorrow. I will present this token to them for review. If the token is fake, or you stole it, then you four are dead."

"Wei Wuhen, what gives you the right to take our things?!" Qiye shouted angrily.

Just as he was about to rush forward to snatch back the token, Fu Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

"Qiye, there's no need to argue with him. If he likes to keep the token, then let him keep it."

“But that is the token of the Palace of Gods and Demons. How could such a valuable thing fall into his hands?” Qiye frowned and said.

Hearing this, Fu Feng chuckled and said calmly: "How many of these tokens do you want? I have as many as you want. Why bother to bother with him?"

"Huh?" Qiye was stunned for a moment, seemingly unable to react to the meaning of Fufeng's words.

"Okay, just trust me." Fu Feng patted his shoulder, "It's getting late, you should hurry up and visit your father."

Qi Ye pursed his lips and thought for a while, then finally nodded and stopped arguing with Wei Wuhen.

……

Soon, the four of them followed Feng Muchuan into the Night Demon King's City. Behind them were thirty Night Demon guard soldiers.

Along the way, Leng Yichen's eyes were always fixed on Feng Muchuan's back.

He remembered very clearly that when he took Qiye away from the Night Demon Clan, Feng Muchuan chased him for five miles, crying all the way.

At that time, his heart was full of guilt and self-blame.

But for the sake of the baby Qi Ye, he left resolutely.

At that time, Feng Muchuan was just a thin child.

Time flies. Seventy thousand years have passed and the little boy has grown up.

Not only that, his cultivation level was much higher than Leng Yichen had imagined.

But such a young hero was willing to become Wei Wuhen's subordinate.

Thinking of this, Leng Yichen felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

If he hadn't left, perhaps everything would be different now?

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Muchuan, who was walking in the front, suddenly spoke up, "Everyone, I will take you to the side hall to rest first. There will be distinguished guests visiting the Night Demon King's City tomorrow. I hope you will not walk around the city at will before the distinguished guests leave. Otherwise, if you get into trouble, I won't be able to help you!!"

Everyone looked at each other and no one responded.

After a long time, Qiye finally asked, "Brother Muchuan, can I talk to you?"

"There's nothing to talk about with you, and you don't need to call me your brother!" Feng Muchuan interrupted Qiye directly, "It's all because of you that I lost my father. I don't even have time to hate you, so how can I have the mood to talk to you?"

Qiye frowned and looked at the other person, "I know you hate me, but things are not what you think..."

"Don't say anything, I don't want to hear a word!" Feng Muchuan raised his hand to stop Qiye's explanation.

Seeing this, Leng Yichen quickly said, "Chuan'er, don't blame Qiye for this. If you want to blame someone, blame your father. But no matter what, your father hopes that you will not follow Wei Wuhen anymore. He is really not a good person!"

"This is none of your business!" Feng Muchuan retorted coldly, "You haven't taken care of me for so many years, why do you have to take care of me now?!"

"Chuan'er!" Leng Yichen closed his eyes in pain, "Why don't you listen to my advice?"

Seeing the quarrel between the two, the guards behind them all showed an expression of gloating on their faces.

"Look, the relationship between Feng Muchuan and the high priest has become so strained..." a soldier muttered in a low voice.

"Humph, this is all the High Priest's own fault!" another soldier said, "Muchuan is the High Priest's son after all. If the High Priest hadn't been so cruel as to abandon him, Muchuan's status in the Night Demon Clan would definitely not be lower than Wei Ziqing's."

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