This fox fairy is too inhuman

"I, that's not what I meant, this is actually..."

"Oh? Then tell me specifically, what do you mean?"

Qingteng felt His Highness the Crown Prince's malicious eyes wandering on her neck, and trembled unnaturally.

Ren Yidao would never kill someone, and Qingteng didn't believe he would be so impulsive in Demon Imperial City.

But what about beyond that?

If he did the same thing to him as Lu Zhi, wouldn't it still be just as embarrassing?

After thinking about it, she chuckled awkwardly and nodded with difficulty:

"……I drink."

As soon as these words came out, Ren Yidao's malice melted like ice and turned into a trickle of spring water.

"Well, drink slowly."

The corners of Qing Teng's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to be careful. He could only sit cross-legged with the wine glass in his hands and tap it lightly with the tip of his slender tongue.

Click it, and her whole body will tremble violently due to the stimulation.

Click it, shake it.

Click it, shake it...

Ren Yidao was admiring the scene from the side, took two bites of food and ate it.

What a delicious meal!

Suddenly I understood why such dross as the wine table culture exists.

Without him, it’s really just a meal.

It doesn't matter how much you drink, whether you like it or not.

"Why does wine taste good? Because it tastes bad."

The important thing is that you will be under his control to react the way he wants to see.

Acknowledging the obvious absurdity and reluctantly doing something you clearly don't want to do is the core meaning of obeying authority.

"Good wine", which is highly regarded in the wine table culture, often means obeying the order to drink even at the risk of harming the body.

"It's just...a kind of domestication."

Ren Yidao was savoring the true meaning of wine table culture while observing the decoration of Zuixian Pavilion.

"Copycat?"

Ren Yidao looked around, then quietly lowered his eyes, staring at the magnificent reflection in the cup.

"Why do I feel like it's a bit different?"

The dishes can be imitated, the decoration can be copied, and the atmosphere can be learned.

But... being able to learn the essence of everything 100% is a bit exaggerated, right?

Is this greedy demon ancestor really such a talented person who is proficient in everything?

Even if he could guarantee that it would be exactly the same back then, after a thousand years, would it still look the same as before, the same as the Zuixian Pavilion in the human realm?

"There is nothing peaceful behind this Demon Imperial City."

The demon clan has been forced into the current situation, but they still can't unite.

No, in other words, it is because at such a desperate stage, some people will have other thoughts.

They didn't want to sink to the bottom of the sea with this old and abandoned ship, so they secretly looked for other ways out.

The National Preceptor, the Anti-demon Imperial Party, the Neutral Party, the Zuixian Pavilion...

Each one of them is more arrogant than the other,

However, then again.

I have only discovered so many problems in the short time since I came to Demon Imperial City.

My dear demon emperor sister, Master Huanghuang, didn’t you notice at all?

"Well, I must have noticed it, otherwise I wouldn't have been thrown out as a smoke bomb and used as bait to lure others into taking the bait."

Huhu, I am the hook of the hook fishing law enforcement. I show off my beauty to attract those guys hiding in the holes to bite.

"Although I am indeed useful for this purpose, have you been starved for too long? Why are you biting everything?"

Is the reaction too strong?

And Ren Yidao also met the man behind the scenes as he wished.

The visitor was dressed as a Taoist priest with an immortal air, holding a white jade floating on his arm.

He looks like a middle-aged man, but has white hair and white eyebrows. His longevity eyebrows are also long and drooping. His slender, pale beard is more than three feet long. He looks like an old god.

Ren Yidao looked at this person and was stunned for half a second.

It's not that he knows the other person, nor is he intimidated by the other person's temperament.

It's because he hasn't seen such a formal Taoist dress for a long time.

It is also very interesting to say that although the Shinto Sect of Ren Yidao is a Taoist sect in name, most of its disciples have their own personalities.

Each peak has its own preferred clothing, and they don't really care about how they dress...especially not what other people wear.

This also leads to the fact that everyone will not wear Taoist clothes except for extremely formal occasions, and they basically don’t look like Taoists when they go out.

To put it nicely, it’s called informal, to put it worse… it’s weird and weird, wearing everything.

If you want, it doesn't matter if you just wear curtains, and no one will care about you.

And it’s not just the junior generation, but also the senior generation. They all came from this way.

Take Luoyue Peak as an example. Jing Yueqin wears red robes when she has black hair, and black robes when she has red hair. The main thing is to match her hair color.

Jian Xinxin is already very disciplined, but his black clothes are also the shape of the prince in the past, but it is difficult to be seen because of the pure black.

In addition, there are many ways to practice in the world, and there are not many people who practice Taoism. In addition, after wandering in Donghuang before, he went overseas. Ren Yidao has not seen such a serious Taoist person for a long time.

Unexpectedly, I saw such a formal Taoist attire in this demon clan stronghold.

Ren Yidao watched Master He approach with a smile on his face, and stood up to greet him with a smile:

"Is the person coming here Mr. He?"

"Don't dare to take it! Don't dare to take it!"

"Your Highness, you are so polite. I am no more than a small Taoist priest. How dare I call myself a real person in front of you." Master He did not respond. He politely bowed his hands and said, "Your Highness, please call me a layman."

"You're welcome, Master. Please take a seat." Ren Yidao did not respond with the Taoist courtesy, but simply nodded: "Master, can you possibly guess why I want to invite you here?"

"Of course I don't know." Master He chuckled and sat down, as if the two had known each other for many years, and chuckled: "But I guess His Highness must have encountered some difficulties."

Ren Yidao saw that his reaction didn't seem to be hypocritical, and knew that Qingteng must have not reproduced his original words when he was looking for someone to invite Master He, so he took advantage of it and said:

"The real person is indeed as clever as Qing Teng said. Yes, I really have something to ask for when I invite the real person here today."

"I entered the Demon Imperial City for the first time. I am not aware of the commotion in the city. In less than a day, I have already sensed several crises."

"To tell you the truth, although my current situation seems stable, I know that if I make one wrong step, I will fall into an abyss."

Seeing Ren Yidao's helpless frown, Master He frowned and asked:

"Then your Highness, do you want Pindao to help you analyze the current situation?"

Master He has a transcendent status in Demon Imperial City. It must be said that it is very smart to ask him to do this analysis.

But Master He still pretended to be embarrassed on the surface, and said with a troubled face:

"This... it is difficult for a poor Taoist to practice Taoism. He does not understand worldly things. I am afraid..."

You have to pay more.

But what Master He didn't expect was that Ren Yidao directly denied it, shook his head and said:

"No, the real person is worrying too much."

Master He:?

"I know that the real person is a Taoist and should not be involved in our disputes. It will damage the real person's Taoist heart. I will not let the real person take such a risk."

Master He: No, you can do that! He didn't expect that he would be made uncomfortable by others without taking advantage of him.

Ren Yidao seemed not to understand Master He's hesitant expression, and said seriously:

"I heard that the real person is good at divination. I invited you here today because you want to ask the real person to do a fortune telling for me?"

Fortune telling?

This is pretty good.

Although Master He felt a little regretful, he quickly adjusted his mood, nodded and said:

"Of course it's okay, but I have to say it first. After all, the matter of divination involves the law of heaven. Even Your Highness, I have to collect some small rewards."

"This is what it should be." Ren Yidao understood and nodded: "Of course I won't let the real person suffer."

Master He took out a crane feather from his sleeve and placed it in the air. He also took a bone chopstick from the table and stood on the feather, and asked:

"Then, what does His Highness want to do this time?"

"Even...what is my fate in this Demon Imperial City? Is it difficult?"

"Of course it is a bit difficult, but since it was brought up by His Highness, Pindao will have the courage to give it a try." Master He smiled: "But if it doesn't work out, I hope Your Highness won't blame Pindao."

"It doesn't matter, just give it a try, real person."

"Then, can Your Highness give the birth date and birth date to Pindao?"

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Ren Yidao flatly refused, shook his head and said: "I don't know what the real person is. Although I have returned to my ancestors by blood, I was just a mortal beast when I was born. My spiritual intelligence has not been developed, and I can't remember what happened when I was born."

Hearing this, Qing Teng, who was holding the realgar wine and sipping it, was shocked.

what?

She never thought that this prince would have such a past.

Even more unable to understand, such a powerful bloodline could actually come from two mortal beasts! ?

This!

is it possible?

In shock, Qingteng didn't notice his tongue sticking out, and it suddenly dropped into the realgar wine, soaking it thoroughly.

"Ah - bah bah bah!"

She howled in pain, with tears in her eyes, and almost crushed the cup.

But she was worried that Ren Yidao would ask her to get another full glass, so Qingteng could only continue holding the wine glass with tears in her eyes.

This wine may not harm her, but it is too unpleasant to drink...

Master He also didn't expect to get such an answer.

"This……"

He also wanted to take the opportunity to get the other person's birthday and horoscope to facilitate his future plans, but he didn't know it at all.

Master He could see that Ren Yidao was sincere when he said this, without any hint of lying.

But Master He actually didn't believe his words.

Mortal beast, how is that possible?

With such strong bloodline, his parents would definitely not be ordinary beasts.

Absolutely impossible!

But since the other party is so sure, now is not a good opportunity to help the other party trace the source, so Master He has no choice but to put it another way:

"Then... His Highness just needs to tell Pindao his name."

"Oh?"

Ren Yidao smiled and said naturally:

"My name is Yan Zhentian."

That's right, it's the sword god Yan Zhentian who is best at using kitchen knives!

"Shocking to the heavens and the earth, His Highness's name... is quite domineering!"

Master He complimented him, but then shook his head and said lightly: "It's just that I hope Your Highness will not continue to take the Pindao exam."

"Although Yan Zhentian has a good name, he has nothing to do with His Highness. I can still see this."

Ren Yidao smiled.

He shook his head and nodded, without any embarrassment at being exposed, and said calmly:

"I thought it could be easily calculated using a real person's skills, even if it was a pseudonym."

Master He smiled and said nothing.

Real divination does not need to be so troublesome, it only requires providing some personal belongings, but he will definitely not let this good opportunity pass easily.

Ren Yidao spread his hands helplessly and said honestly:

"Okay, actually I gave myself a name after I transformed. My surname is Hu and my given name is Hu Wanwan."

This is reasonable.

Not only the red fox bloodline, but also the most common surnames of the fox-lineage demon clan are "Hu" and "Hu".

As for the strange repeated word "Wan Wan" at the end... it can only be attributed to a little demon in disguise who had no culture back then.

In addition, this name has a very deep cause and effect with the person in front of me, so it should be the real name.

Just as Master He was about to take action, he was stopped by Ren Yidao:

"Wait a minute, now that I've given my name, shouldn't the real person also tell you your name?"

Master He was stunned for a moment, then nodded easily.

"It's natural." He dipped his fingers in the wine and wrote on the table: "I am a poor Taoist from the crane family. For generations, I have had crane as my surname, and my only name is longevity."

"Heshou."

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and thought about the name, while Master He had already begun to deduce it.

He twisted his fingers and muttered words, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and his feathers trembled faster and faster.

But just when the crane feather was about to give a revelation, fine cracks suddenly appeared on the bone chopsticks on it, and they shattered in the next moment!

click!

Not only that, after the bone chopsticks were shattered, they re-condensed into the shape of a blue dragon, letting out a roar of hatred.

【I will kill you! ! ! 】

In response, Master He reacted very quickly and took action to destroy Xiaolong before he opened his eyes.

boom!

"call!"

After everything calmed down, He Zhenren, who was sweating on his forehead, breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Ren Yidao with a trembling face:

"Your Highness...have you ever had any grudge against Dragon Palace?"

Ren Yidao blinked and shook his head decisively: "Nothing, I have never heard of Dragon Palace."

After saying that, Ren Yidao took out a few green fruits from his arms and pushed them in front of Master He.

"Come on, let's try this for real. I found it in a snake cave at the bottom of the sea. It tastes quite good."

"this is……"

He Shou looked at the sea lotus fruit that only the Four Seas Dragon Palace would specially set aside for cultivation in a forbidden area, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Everyone has gained the stolen goods, and you still say you don’t know me, right?

……

……

Meanwhile, along the East Coast.

Ao Zhun, who had hidden his body in the thunderstorm, suddenly frowned and looked up to the sky and roared.

"who is it?"

"Who is spying on me!!?"

What a courage!

Someone actually wants to plot against me through cause and effect! ! ?

"Get out of here!"

And at the moment Ao Zhun was distracted, a red light silently cut through the sky and pierced his left eye.

"Roar!!!" (End of this chapter)