The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 215 Who else!
How many monster races gathered in the sea of ​​[-] trees?

Maybe even the few big clans living in the middle of the sea of ​​trees couldn't answer.

The sea of ​​trees is extremely vast, and even the fringes are scattered with many monster villages.

If there are fifty or sixty monster clans in each village, it is most suitable to gather in one place.

The limited and thin monster energy can only support so many monster clans to practice.

However, if there is a large-scale attack by foreign tribes, such a village alone cannot resist it by itself.

So there is an ethnic group that is united by a few to a dozen villages.

These ethnic groups are not the same as those big ones.

Usually those big clans are bound by blood.The monsters in the family are all cultivated from the same kind of beasts.

Due to thousands of years of inheritance, there are probably some blindfolds or sorcery handed down to the younger generations to learn.

But those scattered ethnic groups on the edge of the sea of ​​trees are not like this.

There are no powerful monsters in these groups, and the gathering is all based on fate.

There are often many different monster races in a village.

They usually can't survive in the center of the sea of ​​trees, so they have to live in groups on the edge.

For example, the "Ten Villages United Protection Conference" is such a scattered small clan.

Because the trees in the sea of ​​trees are densely overgrown, it is not suitable for living together.

So as long as there is a flat place, there must be monsters living there.

Today's Ten Villages Joint Security Conference was held on a canal.

The canal is probably more than three feet wide, and there is not much water in the canal.

There are colorful nameless flowers growing around, but there are still some scenery.

Trees cannot grow in the canal, so there is a rare open space.

Although the sky is still covered by the dark canopy, at least there are no more trees under the feet.

Then some Yaozu built a simple bridge house on the river canal.

After all, the bridge room is the place where the team leader used to discuss matters, and it was tidy and spacious.

Now sitting in the middle of the bridge house is a dark-skinned man with a sharp mouth. His ugly appearance makes people feel uncomfortable.

And on his left and right sides sat nine monster clans.

They have different appearances. Although they are all of the same school, they are born in various shapes.

The sharp-mouthed black-skinned man looked around before he said, "Why hasn't the old woman with the cockscomb arrived yet?"

The nine demon clans sitting on the left and right looked at me and I looked at you. No one knew why Granny Cockscomb was so entrusted to her today that she was out of date and not yet here.

The dark-skinned man with a sharp mouth waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Since she doesn't come, the big head enshrined this time will leave her village."

As soon as these words came out, the other nine monster clans seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

A chubby man with a fat head and big ears said to the dark-skinned man with a flattering smile, "Patriarch, I don't know why our ten-village joint protection meeting has only been held for half a year, and we are called here again this time?"

These words are being asked in the hearts of the rest of the monster race.

Every time a joint protection meeting is held, it means that these monster races who are already weak in monster power have to be peeled off again.

If it is held twice a year, everyone has been working in vain for a year.

The patriarch with a black face and sharp mouth has a pair of strange eyes, full of holes but no whites.

Seeing him say in a low voice: "I am the patriarch in the eyes of everyone, but in the eyes of several big patriarchs in Dongzhou, I am just a little monster.

Everyone was called here today precisely because the rest of the big clans in Dongzhou suddenly wanted to hold a meeting, saying that they had important matters to discuss.

Since I'm going to discuss matters, I can't leave empty-handed..."

To put it bluntly, everyone is still required to hand over the Yaoyuan.

The man with white hair and big ears had a bitter look on his face.

At this time, a man with a serious face who couldn't help sticking out his tongue from time to time said: "I'm dissatisfied with the patriarch, because I have to offer sacrifices suddenly, our village has been very uneasy these days.

Many monster clans suddenly disappeared successively.With such a bloody storm, no one can live a good life. "

The patriarch snorted coldly and looked at the sky and said: "If you can't manage your own village, you still have the face to come to me to complain.

If you can't receive the Yao Yuan, it's because of your own incompetence.If I can't receive Yaoyuan and send it to Dongzhou, it's because I have no ability.

The first thing to do in today's meeting is to collect all the offerings that should be handed in.

If anyone can't pay enough, I will lead everyone to slaughter the village.

I don't believe that the collection of offerings will be uneven. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at their feet in silence.

Only the man who stuck out his tongue from time to time showed a unwilling expression on his face and said: "I mean, everyone will enshrine all the demon power they received, and no one will keep it privately. Then the demon power distributed to the villagers will be less... ..."

Before the man finished speaking, the patriarch slapped the table angrily and asked, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is how the offerings are made every year.

Haven't you benefited from it in the past?What kind of face is putting on airs in front of me today. "

The patriarch was furious, and the rest of the village chiefs shrank their necks and dared not make a sound.

This patriarch has 200 years of demonic power, and he is the strongest among the ten villages on the edge of the sea of ​​trees.

In the monster clan that respects strength, the words of the strong are the rules and the truth.

While everyone was afraid of the patriarch's anger, they also blamed the tongue-sticking man for meddling in his own business.

The rules in the Yaozu have always been like this, the village head will always keep [-]% of the Yaoyuan received by the village head.

The remaining demon yuan is provided to the patriarch, and half of it will be deducted from it before being offered to the upper echelon.

Such is the world of the jungle.

They have been completely reborn after becoming demons, at least they will no longer cannibalize their own species.

So what is there to say about deducting some monster yuan?

Only the village head who liked to stick out his tongue still had anger in his eyes.

He clenched his hands into fists on his lap, lowered his head and said to himself, "I have never benefited from offerings in the past.

This time, it will be enshrined again after only half a year. If every monster clan does not recite it privately, everyone will not be forced to suffer so much. "

These words naturally angered the patriarch.

He stood up suddenly from his chair.

However, he was long and thin, and his dark skin seemed to be directly glued to the bones.

There is no muscle in the whole body, and the joints are clearly protruding like a skeleton.

The rest of the village chiefs shrank their heads even more, wishing that they were transformed into turtles and could shrink their heads into their shells.

The village chief who liked to stick out his tongue knew that he was afraid when he saw the patriarch standing up angrily.

Although both hands are still tightly clenched, after all, they no longer contradict each other.

It's a pity that it's too late.

The team leader suddenly appeared in front of the tongue-out village head, and suddenly bit his neck.

This scene was so shocking that the rest of the village chiefs leaned sideways and closed their eyes, not daring to look at it.

The village chief who liked to stick out his tongue didn't have the strength to struggle, but within a few breaths, the blood in his neck was sucked by the chief.

After another moment, a halo of light wafted from his body.

That was his Yaoyuan.

Regardless of the blood on his mouth, the patriarch stretched out his head and sucked it with his mouth.

The Yaoyuan entered the body of the patriarch.

There was silence in the bridge house.

Everyone knows that the patriarch has a weird temper and loves to drink the blood of the monster clan.

This is the habit he still had before he turned into a demon.

Among the transformed demon clan, most of them are ashamed of their original animal nature.

Such a blatant act of sucking blood made all the demons shudder even more.

It's just that no one dares to show it on the face.

The patriarch looked at the remaining village chiefs and asked, "What? Who else is dissatisfied with the offering?

Speak up now. "

There was silence, everyone just lowered their heads, and none of the monsters spoke.

Just when the patriarch was full of ambition, a voice suddenly said: "I am dissatisfied."

(End of this chapter)