I, make my own

Chapter 20 The princess was...?Talented Magician

Speaking of this, Xia Zefu showed confusion again.

"However, how can the people of the Nine Nether Demon Cult drive the people of the Dark Scale Guard?"

Zhou Xin had come to Wang Xihe at this time, and while looking at Wang Xihe's attire, he asked casually:

"Why are you sure they are real Darkscale Guards, not fakes?"

"Master Hui, my subordinates believe that if they are faked only with tokens and imprints, there will be great loopholes, and the success rate of provocation is low. Therefore, my subordinates are more inclined to the possibility that they are the real dark scale guards."

Hearing Xia Ze's answer, Zhou Xin couldn't help turning his head to stare in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ze's thoughts were quite delicate.

"That's right. Go on."

"Yes! Young Master, the last one is the question of motivation."

Xia Ze said respectfully, with confusion in his eyes.

"Why did the Nine Nether Demon Sect provoke a dispute between the two major factions? Could it be that they are also coveting the throne?"

Zhou Xin nodded thoughtfully, and said calmly, "It's a good thing that the water in this pool is more muddy. As for the intention of the Nine Nether Demon Cult, let's let people track it down from Qianxiang Pavilion first."

"Yes!"

After Xia Ze took the order, he stood behind and stared at the surroundings without making a sound.

Zhou Xin squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Xihe's chin, stared at Wang Xihe's exquisite but somewhat pale pretty face for a while, and suddenly a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, Zhou Xin suddenly reached out with both hands, and tore off a few pieces of cloth from Wang Xihe's cloak, skirt, and inner jacket.

Hearing the "hissing" sound of the cloth breaking, Xia Ze couldn't help but bewildered, what is the young master trying to do?
This is in public, and there are many subordinates around!
But after three or five breaths, Xia Ze realized that he was thinking too much.

Because Zhou Xin didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but handed the rags back to him.

"Have someone clean up our traces, and then arrange the placement of these rags."

Xia Ze understood immediately, son, this is going to add another fire!

Because with a little arrangement, it is easy to imagine what happened to Wang Xihe through these torn pieces of clothes...

At that time, I am afraid that King Wei's only sanity will be destroyed, and what will happen after that is hard for him to predict...

"Do it quickly, someone should be here soon."

Zhou Xin picked up Wang Xihe and walked towards his carriage, while commanding in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

……

Two quarters of an hour later, Yunwu Biezhuang.

"Young master, Princess Wei has been settled, there will be no problem. Those monsters, Ashan, and the others have also been imprisoned in the secret prison, and the ban has been strengthened."

Xia Ze came to report, and when he said this, hesitation suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's just, son, did you get so many monsters back?"

Zhou Xin picked up the teacup and wanted to drink it, but when he brought it to his mouth, he realized that he was still wearing a mask.

After putting the teacup on the table helplessly, while enjoying Han Qingxuan's small fists rubbing her shoulders and beating her back, she said with a light smile:

"Naturally, get some reliable and usable power, and also make the atmosphere in Biezhuang more interesting."

Xia Ze was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly: "My lord, monsters are not reliable at all. They..."

Zhou Xin raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully.

"Is that so? What if there is a natural demon lord?"

Hearing this, not only Xia Ze's expression froze, but also Han Qingxuan's movement of beating her back froze.

Although imperial demons are rare, they are not without them. There are dozens of them in the imperial court's Jing'an Department.

But these people rely on the strong control methods of foreign objects. Although the cases of monsters rebelling and turning against each other are relatively rare, they are not non-existent.

However, the natural demon-regulators are completely different. They seem to be born with innate means against demons. This means directly acts on the soul of the demon. As long as the strength of the demon does not exceed itself too much, the demon will not be able to resist and disobey.

However, it is extremely rare to have a demon-controlling talent, and once exposed, it is very likely that various monsters will chase after them fiercely - no monster is willing to be manipulated by someone in the future.

Therefore, even if there is such a person, almost no one dares to show it.

As far as they know, there have only been two talented demon warriors in Dazhou in the past hundred years.

One of them was discovered and secretly cultivated by Jing Ansi since he was a child, and the other was born in Jinhong Temple, a holy place of Buddhism.

However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world after all, and the identities of the two were finally discovered by the evil spirits, and they were designed to besieged and killed one after another.

It can be said that the talent of being a demon warrior is an identity that everyone yearns for, but it is also an identity that everyone fears.

On the one hand, people want to rely on this identity to ascend to the sky, but on the other hand, they are afraid of getting killed because of it...

"My lord, you, have you discovered the talent of the demon-controller?"

Xia Ze asked excitedly, his tone trembling slightly.

Zhou Xin shook his head, "Not yet."

Xia Ze was taken aback, and before he could ask any more questions, Zhou Xin spoke again.

"However, I can make it."

make?
How is this made?
Xia Ze looked confused, and Han Qingxuan was also blinking, feeling confused.

Zhou Xin smiled mysteriously, and instead of answering directly, he gave an order.

"Call Baishan, let him bring an eighth-rank demon, and bring Li Sanyuan along with him."

"Yes!"

Xia Ze was a little puzzled, but he still accepted the order honestly.

After burning an incense stick, a dull-looking middle-aged man walked into the hall, and beside him was a sword demon with late eighth-rank strength who was shackled by banning and shackles.

This person is Bai Shan, one of Xia Ze's five eighth-rank masters and a late eighth-rank cultivation.

"Son."

Bai Shan clasped his fists at Zhou Xin and saluted, then stood obediently on the spot without saying a word.

Zhou Xin nodded slightly, stared at Baishan for a while, and then spoke with a smile.

"Baishan, my son has a fortune gifted to you here, are you willing to accept it?"

Bai Shan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and clasped his fists without hesitation.

"I am willing to go through fire and water for my son!"

"You have to think about it clearly, maybe one day in the future, you may be chased and killed by monsters one after another..."

Zhou Xin stroked the teacup and said meaningfully.

Bai Shan's body froze, and finally some emotion appeared on his dull face.

After three breaths of silence, Bai Shan suddenly knelt down on one knee and spoke with firm eyes.

"The young master values ​​his subordinates, and he is willing to bestow good fortune on them. With such kindness, not to mention the possibility of being chased and killed by monsters in the future, even if the subordinates are sent to die tonight, the subordinates will never frown!"

"Great!"

Zhou Xin nodded in satisfaction, with approval in his eyes, and at the same time, a golden soft bead the size of a broad bean popped out.

This is the innate gem that he spent 100 rebellion points to exchange for - demon taming.

[Monster Taming (Individual): You can control demons by controlling and enslaving their souls. 】

"Swallow it, good fortune can be obtained."

Bai Shan raised his hand to take it, without even looking at it, he swallowed it into his mouth without hesitation.

At this time, Xia Ze also had a guess.

After all, the young master gave 800 people a magical situation with a divine object not long ago.

Could this thing now be a fetish?And is it a fetish that can make a person a gifted demon warrior?
While Xia Ze secretly guessed, time passed quickly.

After more than a hundred breaths, Bai Shan slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of confusion in his eyes, as if he had passed away.

After three breaths, Bai Shan suddenly turned his head to look at the sword demon next to him.

The sword demon knew that making a fuss would only usher in physical pain, so he was very cooperative along the way, and when he entered the hall, he just closed his eyes boringly and didn't move.

But at this time, after being stared at by Bai Shan, it felt a sense of palpitations and palpitations.

This feeling was too weird, the sword demon opened his eyes, suppressed his trembling instinct and glared at Bai Shan, whose lips were moving as if he was chanting words.

But before he could say anything, as Bai Shan's right index finger touched his forehead, he suddenly felt sleepy for a while, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when the sword demon woke up again and looked at Baishan, he felt an indescribable sense of panic.

That feeling is like meeting your own master, as if the other party's stare can make him miserable, and a word can make him die!
"You, what did you do?!"

The sword demon opened its mouth full of fangs, and roared at Baishan in fear and anger.

"Kneel down and kowtow."

Bai Shan just said four words lightly, the sword demon fell to his knees involuntarily, and then kowtowed his head fiercely, even though the blood was oozing from his head, it didn't stop.

"Stop! Stop! I was wrong! Spare me, spare me! I will obey you as Lord! Ahhh!"

The sword demon was terrified and begged for mercy.

"Humph!"

Bai Shan snorted coldly, as if he had let go of the control over the sword demon's soul, and the sword demon stopped moving, and collapsed on the ground with lingering fear.

Bai Shan turned his head, then knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed three times to Zhou Xin in a very respectful manner.

"My subordinates thank you for your great gift!"

"Don't be too polite."

Zhou Xin smiled and waved.

"Let's talk about your feeling, can this sword demon be completely controlled? With your power, how many demons can you control?"

Bai Shan got up, and replied respectfully:

"Returning to Young Master, it is estimated that it will take two days to fully control him and make him stop."

"With the current strength of my subordinates, the ninth-rank monsters can only control two at most, the eighth-rank should be able to reach ten, and the seventh-rank should be able to reach a hundred. As for the seventh-rank and below, the subordinates are not sure."

Zhou Xin touched the chin of the mask thoughtfully, and after pondering for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"Since that's the case, you should first control the seventh-rank and eighth-rank demons who are good at fighting. The rest will be discussed later."

"Yes!"

By the time Bai Shan left with the sword demon, Xia Ze and Han Qingxuan's eyes were already shining.

"My son is really a god!"

Xia Ze sighed softly, admiring and excited.

Han Qingxuan also nodded again and again, her fists clenched tightly, her heart fluctuating.

At the same time, her eyes kept flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhou Xin chuckled noncommittally, crossed his hands and changed the subject.

"Okay, let's bring Li Sanyuan in."

"Yes!"

Xia Ze responded, and then left quickly.

Behind Zhou Xin, Han Qingxuan's lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something several times, but in the end she hesitated to say anything.

Zhou Xin didn't seem to notice, and didn't take the initiative to ask.

　Thanks for (unintelligible), (clown WT) for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)