The monsters who originally lived on the same street got out of their houses and gathered together to find comfort in their hearts. Among these monsters, there are many old monsters who usually don’t go out of the door.

"Look at what that is! What is that!"

"Faced with reality, it's what you think."

"Damn it, who is here to overcome the tribulation!"

"I'm still trembling..."

"Let me explain it to us!"

"Then what, when did our North City have a new boss?"

"Ahhhh, you guys are miserable? I've washed and prepared to sleep with my wife, but suddenly I came like this. I think I may not be able to lift it in the past month."

"Damn it, I just moved here. Isn't there no big boss in Beicheng?"

"I'm just a hard-turned little monster. I don't know anything. I'm going to solve my doubts!"

In fact, not only the monsters in the North City, but also the other three cities were alarmed.

"Mom, this evil spirit, damn it, is that the ancestor who has returned?"

"It must be!"

"It must be that lord!"

"Only that lord can ignite this red lotus flame!"

"Your Majesty? Which one? What are you talking about? Don't play dumb fans, hey!"

"Is it the legendary one?"

"Get out of the way, I've experienced it, and I say that this is definitely the flame of Zhuquejun!"

"Surpriser Bird Lord?!!"

"It's Zhuquejun, the boss from the North City, he's back to the city!"

"The brothers in Beicheng are in trouble..."

"I deserve it, who made them so proud every day!"

"Ha, wait and see. If you come out and make a fuss, you will have to pay it back."

"Suddenly looking forward!"

"Looking forward!"

“…”

The monsters who were alarmed by the red lotus flames gathered together to express their sincere greetings to the monsters in the north city, and to gloat the most sincere gloating. Some monsters who have seen the Suzaku secretly told the various legends of the boss in the north city, and popularized the deep meaning hidden behind the name Suzaku Jun. Suzaku Jun was once the endorsement of death.

Zhuque was not interested in the private actions of these demons.

At this moment, Zhuque was in the most luxurious private room of Beicheng Inn. She sat on a chair in front of the window, crossed her legs and drank wine, and chatted with a little girl remotely.

"Have you returned to North City?"

"yes."

"Where are you staying at? Inn?"

"Inn."

“Your residence is ready.”

"Let's talk about it."

The next day, Zhuque received a paper crane from Bai Lu, and was greeted seriously.

"Okay, don't follow me to do this sensationality." Zhuque despised himself, but smiled in his eyes. After chatting for a while, he suddenly asked seriously, "How many old guys were still breathing?"

"Come here with both hands." Bai Lu calculated the number of people and said, "After all, it's too long."

"Very good. Then tell me who you are, let me fend for myself and don't pay attention to me." Zhuque said. He didn't want to reminisce about the past, nor did he have any more trouble. "In a while, someone will send you something to the lantern festival. On the day of the lantern festival, you will deliver it to the Long Mansion for me."

"Yes." Bai Lu knew that Zhuque didn't plan to go.

It's useless to ask more questions.

Just as Zhuque broke off contact with Bai Lu, Jiang Longyi came to him there.

"Are you going to come to the Lantern Festival?"

Jiang Longyi's straightforward questions made Zhuque raise his eyebrows. He has never liked to arrange his life. He can do whatever he wants and do whenever he wants. Such freedom is his style of conduct. After all, even Mr. Yin cannot tell whether he will die in the future.

Zhuque turned his companion weapon and said, "Do you want me to go there?"

“I’d be happy to receive you if you want.”

Zhuque had just threatened the companion demon weapon to turn into a flower shovel and was about to loosen the soil for the flower pot. Hearing this, he narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Miss, aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for you? I have a bad temper."

After hearing this, Jiang Longyi knocked on the table, and always felt that there was room for maneuver. She replied politely: "As long as you don't break the sky, I can solve it."

There was no reply from Zhuque.

Originally, Zhuque planned to go out for a walk after she had loosened the soil and felt the sunshine.

But when he loosened the soil for the flowerpot, a group of little monsters in the shade of trees downstairs chattered and arguing, attracted his attention. After listening carefully for a while, Zhuque realized that the object of these little monsters was himself. Well, the little monsters are very brave now, and they are not afraid of gathering people to discuss the big monsters. It is definitely a way to make Yin Jiu's old immortal.

And the direction of discussion is also very problematic.

In the past, they were all murderers and set fires, but now what the hell is this?

The most beautiful woman in the world?

Judging from Wu Yao's meaning, this review was created by the little monster in Dong Niang Yifang, which accommodates all kinds of monsters from Jiuzhou. The last time the ranking was Wen Yujun from Xicheng. This year, I didn't know that the unethical guy raised his name as Zhuque, which caused controversy.

Zhuque didn't care about such trivial gossip.

The boss of Beicheng is arrogant and beautiful.

But this group of little monsters who have never seen the world have been gossiped about being a rough man with a beard, which is not something he can accept. A rough man? A rough man who is a goddamn rough man. I have never been involved in these three words in my life. I haven’t had it before, and it will not be possible in the future!

"Where did you find out the news? I think the boss in North City is definitely not a rough man. Look at Gu Lianjun from South City, look at Wen Yujun from West City, look at Yin Jiuye in East City. Look at the appearance of Master Nine is definitely a standard for Master Nine to choose the great demon to protect the formation!"

"After all, the world today is spoken of by appearance."

"I don't care. I will still vote for Wen Yujun this year!"

"Gu Lianjun from Nancheng also needs to have a place!"

"Wen Yujun's beauty is unparalleled in the world."

"Gu Lianjun's heroic posture is popular among men, women, young and old."

"After all, it's a monster from Beicheng. What's wrong with voting for his big boss? I want to give to Zhuquejun! Even if Zhuquejun is a rough man, I want to give to him!"

"Calm down, what if Zhuquejun relies on strength or appearance?"

"Brother, impulse is a devil. Is Wen Yujun not good-looking? Is Gu Lianjun not handsome?"

The flower shovel in Zhuque's hand was almost scrapped.

"Master, calm down!"

The companion demon weapon screamed in pain.

"You are a big demon who is not a big demon. They are still young and have never seen you even though they have grown up. You are so beautiful. As long as you stand there, they will definitely give you all the tickets!"

"Do I mind those two tickets?" Zhuque let go of the companion demon weapon.

The companion demon weapon quickly followed the hair down and coaxed: "Yes, yes, yes, you don't mind. Your mind is so broad. How could you care about those low-level little monsters!"

Zhuque first recorded a note to the person in Dongniang Yifang, and then came to Bai Lu. He asked Bai Lu to kick him out of the hell ranking no matter what.

My beauty doesn’t need such a broken ranking to prove it!

Such a garbage method, it's fine if you don't need it.

Bai Lu can still deal with this little thing. He has a good relationship with the Canyue boss of Dongniang Yifang. I think the other party will give him some shame. Unexpectedly, Bai Lu refused on the spot and gave an answer that made Zhuque even more furious, almost angering Zhuque to death.

"It was Mr. Jiu who voted you personally. I really can't help with this."

Suzaku's tone suddenly rose: "You say it again?"

"I said, you have to find Master Jiu in this matter. No one can delete your name except him."

The other thing is Yin Jiuzuo’s demon moth!

Why haven’t the old man died yet?

Zhuque was so cruel when he was a child that he lived to this day. Most of his dark history was created by Yin Jiu. Therefore, Zhuque is so angry that his teeth are itchy when he is young. He dreams that he wants to burn Yin Jiu's hair, and he cares more about Yin Jiu's death than the ghost king.

The good days made him hear this bad news. Zhuque rubbed his heart, and it would be better to go to the Lantern Festival to visit, at least not knowing such a bastard: "Wait, you shouldn't tell him the peach blossom sign that the old man Tiandi made."

Bai Lu said affirmatively: "No."

"That's good." Zhuque breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." He had never said anything about the peach blossom sign. Bai Lu hesitated and made a break, "Jiu Ye and the Emperor of Heaven, what if the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven mentioned it?"

Suzaku: "..."
To be continued...