Lucky Chef

Chapter 921 Extra Story: Postscript 23
It took only a cup of tea to come to this mountain, and the originally peaceful palace became a purgatory on earth. Those who voluntarily surrendered were suppressed and locked up, and those who refused to surrender were brutally beheaded, and the corpses piled up At one point, a hill formed.

Zhan Xuan saw that the fire was almost ready, jumped down, and with a wave of his hand, burned all the corpses. After a while, when the wind blew, there was nothing left.

The formerly bustling palace is now deserted and frightening.

"The thorns and Changyang strangled the others who slipped through the net, and left fifty elites to garrison here, and then recruited demons to repair the palace. There must be no shadow of the past." Zhan Xuan gave orders as usual, then turned around, took Che Moon left here.

Zhe and Ertou Heshu followed closely behind and also left here.

Ji picked up Changyang, and the two went to other hills.

Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, and Changheishan was taken back into the devil's pocket.

But at noon, the people who went to Changhei Mountain to clean up the traitors had almost returned. Zhan Xuan originally proposed whether to hold a celebration banquet, but was dismissed with righteous words.

"My lord, only a small piece of land has been recovered, and there are only two pieces of land here. You must know that the demon world has been divided into nine pieces, and there are still seven pieces of land that have not been taken back. How can we hold this celebration banquet. "Folding his face, he said solemnly, "Besides, the news about the accident in Changhei Mountain and the Palace of the Demon King should have been completely spread. There were some people who were skeptical and on the sidelines, but now it is absolutely certain that you are back, the king. They won’t sit still, so the king must guard against their alliance. Although our strength is strong, there are many people on the other side. If we are weak and join forces, even if we win, our vitality will be seriously injured, and it is not worthwhile.”

Zhan Xuan nodded, and did not become angry because Zhe rejected his proposal, but nodded in relief, Zhe's character is like this, he admires you, admires you, and obeys most of your instructions, but if he treats you If there is any objection to the instructions, he will raise it seriously, and tell Zhan Xuan his point of view completely, and he will not do things unwillingly with dissatisfaction, which can be regarded as a relatively straightforward temper.

Maybe other people don't like this kind of subordinate, but Zhan Xuan likes it.He values ​​Zhe so much, one is because of Zhe's talent that surpasses everyone, and the other is that he is loyal but not blindly obedient.

"Zhe is right, the celebration banquet is unnecessary, but you can reward some spiritual fruits. I collected them from other places. They are about tens of thousands of years old, and they are also some treasures." Zhan Xuan raised his hand, Hundreds of fruits fell in front of the devil's palace, Zhe and the others were a little dumbfounded.

Tens of thousands of years of fruit, even if there are, have already been picked by others, and there are not many left. Anyone who gets it will store it as a treasure, but only their king is so generous, and he is so generous. Although it is only one piece in each hand, as an ordinary elite soldier, they can't even see it. This time they can get a fruit, which is really a big profit.

Sure enough, when the fruit was distributed, everyone was boiling.

I have never met such a generous master, everyone secretly followed the right person, and because of this, they became more and more loyal to Zhan Xuan.

After everyone ate the spirit fruit and digested its medicinal power, it was already three days later, Zhan Xuan did not hesitate, and directly sent people to the area ruled by Qianxiang.

On the Holy Spirit Plain, Qianxiang walked back and forth restlessly with his hands behind his back, and the guards with him advised him to stay calm, but his worried heart could not be calmed down no matter what.

"The king is back, the king is back." Qianxiang murmured as he walked, "The king is back, the king is back, what should I do, what should I do."

The close bodyguard posted up to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, Wang, you have been practicing tirelessly for 400 years. That, that Zhan Xuan, if his 400 years are really like the legends, and his soul has left his body and left this demon world. No matter what, he won't be able to catch up with you or beat you, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Can you not worry." Qianxiang raised his hand and slapped the guards close to him, and said a little annoyed, "You don't know, how powerful and unfathomable the king was...at any time, he can melt Rotten to magical...he is so powerful, so admirable...how could he not be as good as me...he..."

The other guards looked at such a contradictory Qianxiang, all lowered their heads and remained silent.

In fact, Qianxiang is very pitiful. He took advantage of Zhan Xuan's absence and joined forces with others to betray Zhan Xuan.But that was only based on the absence of Zhan Xuan. When Zhan Xuan came back, the fear and admiration for Zhan Xuan in his heart followed him closely like a tarsal maggot. ,

While admiring Zhan Xuan, he couldn't tolerate anyone being inferior to Zhan Xuan, because Zhan Xuan made him admire and was his god.

While he was afraid of Zhan Xuan, he was afraid that Zhan Xuan would kill himself, the one who betrayed Zhan Xuan, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

It was these two contradictions that stirred his heart into turmoil. Sometimes he felt that he should commit suicide in fear of crime, and sometimes he thought forcefully that perhaps Zhan Xuan was not as good as himself...

However, no one can deny Ji's death. Although people can be assassinated, the king can still drive the assassin, so the strength of the assassin represents the strength of the king.

Qianxiang couldn't defeat the assassin no matter what, maybe he could follow the assassin for a while, but in the end he would be defeated by the assassin and be beheaded by the assassin.

No...he didn't want to die.

Qianxiang suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the golden dragon chair. At this moment, a green skirt swayed and walked over slowly.

"Qianxiang..." Her soft voice brought back Qianxiang's sanity, and also made Qianxiang's pupils shrink suddenly.

A woman can quietly appear in front of him without even noticing, where is the bodyguard? Where did the bodyguard go?

As soon as Qianxiang looked up, he saw that all the guards in the hall tilted their heads, as if they had fainted.He couldn't help feeling chills down his back, and his expression was terrified.

"You... who are you... what do you want to do." Qianxiang looked at the woman in green clothes with difficulty. For some reason, he felt that the woman looked familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he looked carefully at the face , but not in the memory of my mind.

"Qianxiang, you don't have to ask who I am...you just need to know that I'm here to help you." The woman in green gave a strange smile, then bent down, leaned against Qianxiang's ear, and whispered.

After a while, Qianxiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, "This... this..."

"If you don't want to die, then do it." The green-clothed woman smiled slightly, and left here like a weak willow supporting the wind, leaving only a hall of comatose people and Qianxiang with a gloomy expression.

(End of this chapter)