The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 476: The Banquet Begins

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"Yuhuan, go back to your seat."

Yuheng looked at her coldly, and in his heart he disdained her self-degrading behavior more and more.

Couldn't she see that the current Yan Yi was no longer the Yan Yi who played with them before, but the King of Hell of the ghost clan, Yan Yi, who was high and mighty, and insolent. Naturally, he would not associate with the immortals like them.

Yuhuan turned away sadly, walked to the territory of the immortals, opened her skirt and sat down.

It was this kind of alienation that made her feel even more uncomfortable. It turned out that human hearts are so changeable. When things are good, they think everything in the world is beautiful, and when things are bad, they don't care much about anything in front of them.

Yuheng then sat down next to her and scolded in a low voice, "Keep your distance from them in the future."

They are no longer gangsters.

Yuhuan looked up at him in disbelief and said unhappily, "Brother?"

He was putting her in a difficult position by saying this. Even if others didn't know what she had been thinking since she was a child, didn't he, as her brother, know it?

When Sister Shang'er was around, her brother and her were together, a match made in heaven. She had also fantasized about being with Yan Yi, just like the two of them, envying only the mandarin ducks and not the immortals.

But later, Sister Shang'er's mother died, her father was punished by the human race, and her brother's identity was implicated, and the two became enemies. The relationship between the four of them could never go back to the past, including her part.

Now, brother wants to wipe out the last bit of true love that Yan Yi has for her?

Don't think that just because she, as a princess, doesn't care about things, she doesn't know about her brother's suppression, framing and frame-up of the ghost clan over the past few days.

"There's no way I'm going to listen to my brother." Yu Huan turned her face away, her attitude very clear.

Yan Yi is the person she loves most in her life. Who in the world doesn't know this? It is impossible for her to listen to her brother and keep a distance from Yan Yi.

"You——" Yuheng looked at her angrily. How could she be so ignorant? She was the princess of the immortal clan!
Fearing that they would quarrel in public, Yuxi quickly tugged at Yuheng's robe and said, "Uncle, calm down. The little prince of the demon tribe is here."

Yuheng put away his anger and looked up. As expected, he saw the little demon prince Mo Zhong leading a group of demon disciples walking into the hall in a grand manner and sitting on the throne that belonged exclusively to the demons.

On the main seat, the Demon Clan Lord Mo Zheng stood up, pointed at the Demon Clan's little prince who had just entered the venue, and thanked everyone, "Welcome everyone to the Demon Clan and attend my son's coming-of-age ceremony today—"

"Here, I, Mo Zheng, would like to express my gratitude to all the distinguished guests who have come to the Demon Clan. Thank you all for your presence today."

Everyone laughed and agreed, "No, no, you are too polite, Lord Demon."

The little demon prince Mo Zhong stood up.

Instantly, everyone's attention was drawn to him. This was the first time they saw the Demon Prince's adult appearance. Compared to Miao Yuan's proportional growth, the changes in this little Demon Prince seemed to be too great.

Just standing there, he had half the breadth of mind and spirit of his father, the Demon Lord. The only difference from his father's temperament was that he always had a faint smile on his face. He had the temperament of a devil who could seduce evildoers and a devil who could take things easy, as if he didn't care about the world.

Miao Yuan secretly raised her eyes and looked over, and saw Mo Zhong's gaze also sweeping over her.

There was a bewitching smile in his eyes, and his evil, sharp brown eyes softened at this moment because of her gaze. His evil, noble face, three-dimensional and strong facial features, coupled with his pair of ever-changing eyes, were truly the best in the world.

How did he become like this now?
Miao Yuan quickly lowered her head, feeling a little strange. It was too difficult to reconcile this Mo Zhong with the noble and delicate little prince in her memory.

Mo Zhong saw her lower her head, and the smile in his eyes disappeared. He picked up the wine cup on the table and said respectfully to everyone: "Today is the prince's coming of age ceremony, Mo Zhong welcomes everyone to come and participate."

"Tonight, I won't go home until I'm drunk."

The demon clan leader, Mo Zheng, smiled and raised his glass, "Everyone will not leave until they are drunk."

The demon clan's high priest Mo Han, the demon clan's general Mo Tan, and the demon clan's guardian Zhu Jinsu stood up together, raised their cups, and celebrated together, "Don't go home until you're drunk!"

Everyone present raised their glasses and celebrated together, saying, "We won't go home until we're drunk." After that, everyone raised their heads and started drinking without hesitation.

Miao Yuan also raised the teacup in her hand in a serious manner, lowered her head and took a sip, just to pretend.

Yan Yun, who was sitting next to him, was quite domineering. She had the same Mocheng wine in her glass as the men. This wine was extremely strong, with a mellow and rich flavor and a long aftertaste, but the strong aftereffect would make people dizzy and hot, and if they couldn't control themselves, they would probably go crazy.

But Yan Yun was not afraid, so Miao Yuan still admired her.

As for Miao Yuan, she was absolutely afraid to drink. Her father also didn't allow her to drink. She once got drunk and almost fell into the lily pond in the back hall. Because she couldn't swim, her father was so scared that time that she never touched a wine cup again.

After the demon finished drinking, he put down his cup and sat down.

Miao Yuan happened to be sitting in a secluded place, so not many people could notice her. While everyone was drinking and chatting, she used her heart power to open her voice communication spirit and communicate with others.

"Big snake..."

"Snake, can you hear me?"

Han Mo, who was about to step into the hall, stopped. He looked at the spiritual ring in his hand emitting a scorching light and his eyes lit up with joy.

It’s Manju.

It was Manju's voice, he could sense it.

Long Sheng, who was beside him, saw him stop and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, senior brother." Han Mo put his thumb on his index finger, blocking the light of the snake head ring.

Under the night sky, the black fog spread and covered his pair of warm eyes, leaving only his relatively calm voice. Han Mo turned his head to look at Long Sheng and said, "Brother, it's not good for you and I to go in together, so you should go in first."

Actually, it’s not a bad thing, he just wants to talk to Manzhu.

Long Sheng thought about it and agreed. After all, Junior Brother Han Mo’s punishment was only an internal matter of Cangling Mountain and there was no need to tell outsiders about it.

"In that case, I will go in and wait for you. After the ceremony is over, I will go back to the Snake Tribe with you."

"Okay, listen to senior brother."

Long Sheng patted Han Mo's shoulder and walked into the hall first. Listening to the lively conversation and music, he thought the banquet must have begun.

I just don't know how many people from the Dragon Clan came this time? Are all his good brothers here?

After seeing Long Sheng leave, Han Mo hurriedly opened the Tongyin Spirit Ring on his hand, "Manzhu..."

Miao Yuan's excited voice followed, "Big Snake? Are you here? Why haven't I seen you yet?"

"I'm here. I'm outside the temple now and will be in soon."

"Great, come in quickly, the banquet has already started."

"I know. I came here just when the show started."

This way everyone's eyes wouldn't fall on him. He went in quietly, stayed for a while, and then left quietly. This was the best way.

"So that's how it is." Miao Yuan understood what he meant, and hurried in without even thinking about him.

There are many people here, from all races. She might as well go out and talk to the big snake instead of staying in this hall drinking bad tea and listening to bad music.

"Then wait, I'll come out to find you."