Demon King's Repayment - chapter 329

Yuan Xiang, who finally got the master back, settled the most important thing in her mind, and felt comfortable.

Since then, the small garden had blossomed, and was full of friends.

She often got together with friends accompanied by some wine, sometimes talking and sometimes smiling then returning to the wolf drunk. 

In the Yan Nu’s pavilion that day, Hydra sat on the ground and ate the roasted pigeon that Qingyuan had brought him. The nine mask-like faces were expressionless, and there was no sense of happiness or anger.

Qingyuan secretly rubbed his hands aside, feeling nervous as never before.

He gestured quietly, and the disciples immediately carried in a large pot of fried perilla frog that had just come out of the pot. The fragrant and juicy frog was placed in front of the snake.

The nine expressionless faces suddenly showed vertical pupils, and the thick tails swept over, and pulled the pot of frog closer.

“If you are willing to come to Qingyi Sect, you can eat these every day,” Qingyuan said tentatively.

“Every… every day?” The nine faces lifted up together.

“Don’t look like you haven’t seen the world. They have to eat every day. I heard that there is more than one meal. Tsk, it’s very troublesome,” Old Qi reminded him, ignoring his friend’s unpromising appearance.

Hydra’s eyes brightened, and he could no longer hold on to his stand, “Can I really eat such delicious frogs and birds every day?”

“Of course, more than that, you can also prepare roast leg of lamb, beef with sauce, braised pork knuckle, yellow braised chicken…try new tastes.”

“Make the bond, make it, make it now!” The flexible snake demon moved to Qingyuan, showing her value, “What do you need me to do after the bond is made? I can fight very well. In the entire Sirius Mountain, there is not a single demon who can beat me.”

Her one head was talking to Qingyuan, and one was busy eating, and the remaining five heads looked around, for fear that her bragging statement would be heard by Nan He.

Getting the first apostle who voluntarily entered into a contract with him, Qingyuan was very excited for a while.

For such a powerful demon, he did not need to fight desperately, and did not need to track it for thousands of miles.

No one was injured or lost life for that. The only expense was to hire a few more cooks and spend some money, which was really cost-effective.

The contract learned from Yuan Xiang had no ability to restrain and control demons. For Qingyuan, that was once a difficult decision. After contracting Hydra, he must be more careful to understand the temperament and habits of his new apostle, and be ready to defend and restrain the circle at any time to prevent Hydra from going outrageously. It was very troublesome for him.

But anyway, taking the first step was always a good start, wasn’t it?

Qingyuan happily handed the ten-year-effective pill to Yan Nu after she introduced the apostle to him.

Then he sat down at the table and asked Yuan Xiang, “A major event happened two days ago, have you heard of it?”

“What’s the matter?”

“Master Miao, the master of Dongxuan Sect, led the apostles into the inner world and killed the Great Demon Tushan.”

“Who are you talking about? Master Miao?” Yuan Xiang thought she had heard it wrong. Not long ago, she saw Master Miao severely wounded, almost to the point where he was about to die. Unexpectedly, he went to the inner world for revenge this time.

Master Miao hated Tushan all his life, but he did not dare to enter the inner world to provoke this powerful demon king. In the final stage of his life, he was desperate for longevity but he actually killed his old enemy.

“Of course, Master Miao didn’t make it, the incense was burned (time was up). After the battle, no one saw him again. His disciple Yun Xuan would take over.” Qingyuan shook her head and sighed,” My senior sister heard the news, so she was also ready to go back to the hermit, saying that she would seek opportunities for her breakthrough there, and probably doesn’t plan to return to the world again.”

A generation of people sadly had their curtain call, and left on the forefront of history.

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In the uninhabited wilderness, the one-horned Haohan with his master walked among the grass and rocks.

He carried a mutilated body on his back. It was not so much a person, but a corpse with a trace of breath still hanging.