Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

The cultivators who had originally stood behind Juan Feng and had chosen to join him were all shaken.

After Ren Yi's death, they were bullied by the Dark Night Monks and lived a miserable life.

They originally thought that having a new king to lead them would definitely be better than them fighting alone.

But now it seems that any cultivator can defeat this King Xiaoxiang.

This king is no different from the previous kings...

I guess so, but let’s not compare them, it’s an insult to her.

Those people also shook their heads, walked off the stage and returned to the crowd.

Juan Feng was so angry that he was stunned: "You, you guys..."

King Xiaoxiang roared: "Let them go!"

He looked at Ren Yi, then turned his gaze to the audience and smiled coldly:

"One day, you will come back to beg me for mercy!"

Looking at the backs of Juan Feng and King Xiaoxiang, Ren Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

One day...I will ask him...

This means that there is a backup plan, and everyone will ask for help when they are in danger.

Then this is kind of interesting.

Tiezhu came close to Renyi and asked, "Master, what are you thinking about?"

"His plan is good, let's use it."

"Huh? Did he just talk to you?"

"Do you remember the purpose I told you before?" Ren Yi turned his head and looked at Tie Zhu, "Mine, mine, all mine."

Tiezhu: “Huh?”

[Sister! You are not dead! This is really great! Xiaoru knows that you are so powerful! You will definitely not die, so after the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition ended, I immediately returned to Silver Snow City. ]

Xiaoru's magical voice penetrated into Renyi's mind.

[I want to protect Silver Snow City for my sister! ]

Randomly glanced across the crowd and smiled at Xiaoru.

After a while, Xiaoru left with the guards.

"Hey, why did the city lord leave?" Tiezhu asked.

"He'll be too conspicuous if he walks with us. Let's go around the city by ourselves first."

Tiezhu nodded.

Ren Yi sent Chu Yang and Yun An to gather other information in the city, while Ren Yi and Tie Zhu went to a roadside restaurant, eating while waiting for news.

There were quite a few guests in the restaurant. Although there were Dark Night Monks from the outside world, nothing had gone wrong in the ancient war in Silver Snow City.

The monks staying in the city felt that they were relatively safe, so everyone was not nervous.

"The meat is too tough, the wine is too strong, ah..." Tie Zhu sighed, "I miss the food cooked by my Grandmother!"

Fatty Jiujiu poked out his round little head from Renyi's arms.

The little pointed beak pecked away a few peanuts on the table and then retracted them into its lapel.

Renyi could feel a slight vibration inside his clothes, and when it stopped, the fat head popped out again.

He casually pushed a small plate of meat in front of Fei Jiujiu. Fei Jiujiu simply didn't pull back, but stuck his head out and ate happily.

"Hey, hey, hey, there's only so much tender food on the plate, why did you give it all to it, Master?"

Tiezhu sighed, "It won't starve even if it doesn't eat for a year! Master, you are too partial!"

Ren Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "It's my beast, what about you?"

Tiezhu: "I should have known not to sign the contract with the elves. Signing with the contract with the beastmaster will bring more benefits!"

"Girl, can I sit with you?"

I looked up and saw two men and one woman standing in front of me.

They looked at each other with some inexplicable admiration and excitement.

"Girl, we heard about your relationship with King Xiaoxiang. It's really a relief!"

"Yes, we just arrived in the city yesterday. Today, we heard about the incident with King Xiaoxiang. We were just about to go and settle accounts with him, but we didn't expect that he had already been dealt with by the girl."

Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they were in cahoots with King Xiaoxiang and were deliberately causing trouble.

He smiled and pressed the fat boy's head back into his arms unnoticeably before making a gesture of invitation to them.

"Fellow Daoists, please sit down and talk."

This table is rectangular and is spacious enough to seat five or six people.

He glanced casually at each of them, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Tiezhu didn't see it, but she did.

The three people in front of me are Yu Bai, Mo Yin, and Dao Er Yu.

The three men had changed appearances and seemed unaware of each other's identities.

Doyle Yu took out a handkerchief and wiped the stool and the table in front of him three times before he carefully sat down, holding up the hem of his robe.

He used magic to wash the cup in front of him three times before he picked it up to pour tea.

Yu Bai looked at Ren Yi and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist, that so-called King Xiaoxiang is just a fool who took advantage of the situation to rob others. Fortunately, you, young lady, exposed her conspiracy."

Ren Yi: "You are from the Celestial Clan, why do you care so much about a cultivator who wants to replace the Demon King?"

"Just like you said, young lady, Amoro is arbitrary... She is worthy of anyone, whether it is the Demon King or the Emperor of Heaven."

He nodded casually and took a sip of the tea on the table.

"And... to be honest, I have admired the Emperor of Heaven for a long time, and naturally I don't want anyone to destroy her reputation."

Anyi: “Puff!”

The tea dripped down Tiezhu's cheek and he reached out to touch it helplessly.

Alas, it is not easy to grow a stone.