Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 227 Welcome Your Majesty!

"Oh?"

"You say it again?"

Wuyou put away the bone whistle in his hand, lowered his eyes to look at Bai Wang beside him, his eyes were so cold that he seemed to freeze people.

King Bai snorted coldly, and rolled his big eyes, "Wuyou, Wuyou, you are getting old, your brain is not working well, and your ears are not working well either?"

"Or, you know that you are powerless, and you want to let the deity say it again to delay time?"

"Hehehehehe...Let me tell you, delaying time is useless!"

King Bai lifted up his white robe abruptly, and pulled out a... a large rake from behind.

The tense and dull atmosphere just now suddenly relaxed.

Xuanxiang was worried about Wuyou at first, but when he saw the big rake that King Bai took out, he endured it again and again, he couldn't hold it back anymore, and burst out laughing.

King Bai turned his head and glanced at Xuan Xiang who was hiding behind Chu Yu with cold eyes.

There was a sudden bang, and the black king could only see that the big rake in the white king's hand seemed to have grown wings, and flew towards Wuyou with a bang.

The rake carried a destructive aura, as if it would not stop until Wuyou was defeated.

With a bang, the night pearl that had just lit up went out again.

Relying on his intuition, King Bai continued to swing the rake forward.

He felt the rake in his hand embedded into the flesh, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile that was sure to win.

"Hehe, worry-free, worry-free, do you think I'm still the same as I was 20 years ago? The me now is no longer the same as before! Do you think you can really beat me?"

"Ridiculous!"

King Bai pulled out the rake, swung it forward again, pulled it out again, and swung it again.

After repeating this more than a dozen times, he finally grinned triumphantly, "Hahahahahahaha..."

There was another bang, and the night pearls hanging on the wall lit up one by one, and the magic palace was once again as bright as day.

Bai Wang looked at the unscathed Wuyou in front of him, and inexplicably felt a heat on the back of his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it, only to see a blood red.

In the next second, he lost consciousness, stumbled with his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot. Blood gushed out from his mangled back, staining the ground red.

"The lord calm down!"

Seeing this scene, the black king quickly led the man in black behind him to kneel down.

He shouted loudly: "King Bai is dead! The traitor is dead! My Lord has no worries! Prosperity and longevity are boundless!"

The man in black kneeling behind him also yelled loudly: "White King is dead! The traitor is dead! My Lord has no worries, happiness and longevity are boundless!"

"King Bai is dead! The traitor is dead! My Lord has no worries! Longevity is boundless!"

worry-free: ...

Wuyou endured and endured, silently telling himself in his heart that this is his few remaining subordinates, don't do anything, don't do anything, just speak well.

He brainwashed himself hundreds of times in his heart, and finally resisted the urge to punch the black king away.

"You said... King Bai stands on his own?"

"Pick it up and throw it to his station, after all, you should go back wherever you came from."

Wuyou sneered.

The black king quickly stood up like a dog, and made two gestures to the man in black behind him. Several men in black stepped forward together, those who moved the white king moved the white king, those who wiped the floor wiped the floor, and those who deodorized and left the fragrance Deodorize and keep fragrance.

Judging by their proficiency in their work, they are simply a service group of professional housekeeping companies.

Looking at the clean as new ground, Wuyou waved to the black king again.

He threw the bone whistle in his hand to Chu Yu.

"Hei Wang, write today's story of Bai Wang into a story book. I don't care if you arrange a storyteller or a gossip, find some people to spread the word."

"Let those who have different intentions see clearly who is their lord!"

Black King quickly nodded in response.

Wuyou said again: "Also, I am leaving the customs this time, and I don't plan to continue to be the Demon Lord."

"He will be your new lord."

Hei Wang had a conditioned reflex, and when he heard Wuyou's words at first, he kept nodding in agreement. He nodded twice, and quickly realized that his lord, this is about to resign!
He cupped his hands tremblingly, "Your...your lord, this...this...this doesn't seem very...not appropriate..."

"You took over the position of Demon Venerable, but you practiced in seclusion within ten days, and handed over the management tasks to us. After more than [-] years of retreat, you actually resigned after leaving the seclusion and let someone else be the Demon Venerable."

"This... this... I am afraid that the people of the Demon Race will not be convinced... Your Majesty..."

The Black King and the man in black behind him knelt down again, raised their hands above their heads, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty! Think twice!"

Wuyou glanced coldly, and the Black King and the man in black behind him all shut their mouths.

"Black King, you have too many worries."

"During my tenure, I worked hard, but now I just want to visit various cities in my last days. Is this not allowed? It's really inhumane!"

Wuyou let out a long sigh, bent down slightly, patted the shoulder of the black king in front of him, and said earnestly: "Hei king, black king, I trust you the most, Xiao Yu is my own nephew, my elder sister's. Child. I am very relieved to entrust the future of the Demon Race to him, and with your help."

"Since your father's generation, you have been one of the second kings of the demon clan. You have assisted the three generations of us diligently, and you are a great hero of the demon clan!"

"You are one of the two kings. It doesn't mean that your credit or your ability is only worthy of being one of the two kings. It's because there are only two kings under the Demon Lord. You should understand what I mean?"

Wuyou suddenly bent down and bowed to the black king in front of him, "Uncle Hei!"

The black king who had just straightened up just now bent down again, and he prostrated directly on the ground, shaking his head constantly, and said in fear and fear: "I can't do it, I can't do it, my lord!"

"My lord, my lord, how can I bear your great gift..."

Wuyou held Hei Wang's shoulders and straightened him upright, "Uncle Hei, you can bear it!"

He flicked up his robe, making a gesture to kneel down, and shouted: "Uncle Hei, if you don't promise me, I won't be able to kneel anymore!"

With a puff, the black king flew forward and stopped Wuyou from kneeling down.

"My lord, I...I promise you!"

"Don't kneel, don't kneel!"

"If you kneel down, how can I still have the face to meet the old lord..."

Wuyou stopped when he saw it was good, coughed twice, and dragged Chu Yu who was standing beside him with a bone whistle in front of Hei Wang, "No, Uncle Hei, he is your new lord."

"His name is Chu Yu, you can call him Xiao Yu."

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

Hei Wang had just been pulled to stand up by Wuyou, and now he saw the new lord Chu Yu, and was about to bend down to salute again, when he heard a click from his weak old waist.

Wuyou saw Chu Yu frowned, obviously not familiar with this title.

He pondered for a moment, then pulled the bent Hei Wang to him with both hands, and patted him on the shoulder, "Uncle Hei, I think... let's change the name from Xiao Yu."

"Just call him Xiaoyu, and let the other soldiers call him the Demon King."

"Hmm... to be different from that unlucky traitor Bai Wang."

The Black King hurriedly shouted loudly: "Welcome, Your Majesty!"

The man in black behind him also hurriedly bowed his waist and bowed his hands in salute, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Just like that, Chu Yu watched helplessly as Wuyou's few words made the Black King change his attitude. With a few words, he described himself as a hard worker, and in a few words, he successfully transferred the position of Demon King, oh no, the position of Demon King to himself.

"It's still the old rule, he will call you out with a bone whistle."

Wuyou clapped his hands, "Okay, it's none of your business here, let's get back first."

(End of this chapter)