I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Destroying Anxi Brave Academy and killing Anxi Governor’s brother Shu Zongdao, such a thing, let alone them, is impossible for Young Master Huangquan, even the Master of Young Master Huangquan, the demon saint himself would not be able to take action. Do it easily.

Young Master Huang Quan was shocked when he saw them. He didn't laugh at them for being too self-reliant. He just smiled and encouraged him: "Don't your human race have a saying called ‘people do things’? Everything in the world is possible."

"There are some things you may not be able to do now, but as long as you work hard for my monster race, and for the demon saint, in time, you may not have the opportunity to destroy the Anxi Brave Academy and kill the Anxi Governor Ge Shu Zongdao."

After hearing Young Master Huang Quan's words, a dozen human rebellious people suddenly showed gratitude on their faces.

In the end, the person who just asked the question directly kowped his head and shouted: "I wish to serve the Lord Huangquan, even though he died nine times, I have not regretted it!"

Other human rebelliousness heard the same shouting in unison: "I am willing to die for Young Master Huangquan, even though I have died nine times, I have not regretted it!"

Even the young man whose brother had just had his throat cut, shouted at this moment, as if everything had never happened before.

The mad cow on one side saw him, and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, "This kind of human race is also worthy of being called the lord of the ten thousand races? Some people don't raise the human race too high, right?"

Hearing the words of the mad cow, Bai left his mouth and said, "Back then, many other races thought the same way, and they looked down upon the human race just like you."

"But many races that underestimated the human race have now been annihilated in the long river of history."

"The last race that dared to underestimate the Human Race is the Demon Race. Now the Demon Race has been beaten by the Human Race to throw away its armor and lose its armor. Even the Demon Race's ancestors have been breached by the Human Race."

"Today's demons are like mice hiding in Tibet, they can only hide in dark corners to survive."

"Someone despise Human Race so much, sooner or later, they will regret it."

Young Master Huangquan on one side seemed to have been accustomed to the quarrel between the two and ignored their voices.

Seeing everyone in front of them solemnly opened their mouths and said: "Okay, then we will do everything as planned."

After hearing what Huang Quan said, everyone nodded in agreement.

Then Young Master Huangquan gently shook the white feather fan in his hand, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in a hazy and strange gray mist.

The gray mist was filled, and immediately enveloped Young Master Huangquan. After that, the range of gray mist continued to expand and expand, and in a blink of an eye, everyone was enveloped in a turbulent gray mist.

In the gray mist, there was a swift noise at this time. This sound seemed to be the strange noise of a thousand-year-old monster molting, and it seemed that there were many people changing their clothes. It was inexplicably strange.

The gray mist came and went quickly, and in a few moments, it gradually faded and dissipated around everyone.

After the gray mist dissipated, the figures of the human race and the monster race suddenly appeared.

But at this time, if there are outsiders present, you will be surprised.

Because there were originally more than a hundred people from the human race and the monster race mixed together, and the people were mixed and bustling, turning into a pot of porridge.

Especially the monster race, each of them looks fierce and evil, each with long horns, long fangs, long hairs on the body, sharp claws on the hands and feet, bone spurs on the joints, and back The ones with long tails and those with vertical pupils between their eyebrows are almost dancing in a flamboyant group.

But it was just a moment of effort, the original dozens of monster races had disappeared, and none of them could be seen.

Nowadays, under the small wooden house, on the clearing ground, there are more than a hundred young men of individual ethnicity standing unexpectedly.

Every man wears a well-made leather light-armor waistcoat. Hanging from his waist is a wild goose knife that is as bright as the moon and blows and breaks his hair. He wears blue-grey leather fast boots with leather fast boots on the side of the upper. , And also set up a secret bag to store a dark, sharp-looking unsheathed dagger.

There are also people with horn bows made of oak wood on their backs and strings made of beef tendons. In the quiver, there are sharp arrows made of iron and arrows.

What's more special is that the first team of the human race and the first team of the demon race were faintly divided into two circles and gathered together randomly.

At this time, everyone was already in line like a sergeant ready to go. There were more than a hundred people standing neatly on the mountain road under the small wooden house. Everyone looked straight and solemn. The entire array faintly exudes a murderous air.

And only the first dozen real human races had dull and dull expressions on their faces, and they contained feelings of grief and guilt.

But these expressions were replaced by deep fear in an instant.

These dozen people are now in the front center of the array.

A dozen people stood there, and everyone's expression seemed to be sad, and as if they were about to die.

At this moment, from a position in the center behind a dozen people, Young Master Huang Quan's voice came: "Brother Liu, the following things are all up to you."

"You should understand that without you, we could easily win Changle Fort."

"It's just that we don't want to kill too many lives."

"If you can't complete your mission this time, it will not be dozens of lives that will die, but tens of thousands of lives in Changle Fort."

"And those who are going to die include the lives of your parents, wives and children."

Brother Liu is a young man with a heavy face, thick eyebrows and a big beard.

The man called Big Brother Liu listened, and immediately replied respectfully: "Please don't worry, son, let's go all out for the son's instructions. After death..."

Unexpectedly, Brother Liu hadn’t finished speaking, but was interrupted by the voice of Young Master Huang Quan. This time, Young Master Huang Quan’s voice seemed to have changed another direction. It came from a corner at the end of the array. He was clearly among the crowd. Talking, but no one can find his exact location. He just listened to him and said: "Don’t call me son, there is no son Huangquan here, and there is nothing else. I am now called Huang Agou, you want to find me , Just call my name."

"You must always remember that the more than one hundred people here are all from Changle Fort. Three years ago, everyone accepted the signs of Anxi Governor's Mansion and became a frontier army handyman in Anxi Governor's Mansion. In the past three years, We are diligent, conscientious and conscientious, and we have made major contributions to our Anxi army to destroy the monsters and alien races, and accumulated military merits. We have now been promoted to the Anxi Metropolitan Government and it is the border army. The place where we guard is Huangshi City."

"A month ago, we finally got a transfer order from the Dudu Mansion, and we had another appointment when we returned to the Dudu Mansion."

"Because we are from Changle Fort, the governor decided to send us back to Changle Fort to enrich Changle Fort's defensive force to replace the Changle Fort defenders, who are getting older and weaker."

"Do you understand? Do you understand?"

After hearing Young Master Huang Quan's words, Brother Liu nodded hurriedly, because he fully understood. The dozens of other human races also nodded their heads to show that they understood.

The remaining dozens of demon-formed human sergeants also nodded at this time, indicating that they fully understood the instructions of "Huang Agou".

Only then did Young Master Huangquan speak with satisfaction and go on: "I understand that your human race has the so-called sacrifice for righteousness and benevolence. Sometimes, some of your human races will do things that our demons don’t understand, and you will do things for inexplicable and wonderful things. I would rather die by myself."

"But before you do these things, I hope you can imagine your own parents, wives and children. Think of the lives of the tens of thousands of people in the entire Changle Fort that you are about to suffer."

In front of the array, a few of the youngest out of a dozen human races listened, and couldn't help but clenched their hands tightly, gritted their teeth and did not make a four-good sound, their expressions were extremely ugly, but eventually they became helpless.

Obviously, these young generations originally had some thoughts in their minds, but when they thought of Young Master Huang Quan, they suddenly realized that they were unable to do anything.

They now, whether it is for their relatives or for the lives of the tens of thousands of lives in the entire Changle Fort, they seem to have no other choice but to be at the mercy of others.

"lets go."

From a certain position behind the team, Young Master Huang Quan's voice came faintly, and he couldn't distinguish the joy, anger, sorrow, or any emotion.

It was as if Young Master Huangquan was originally a stone, a big tree, and a pot of soil. There was no life, no fear, and nothing that all creatures should have.

Many people couldn't help but secretly said in their hearts: "Does this monster race, even when they die, is so indifferent to everything? Then will he care about his life?"

Nobody knows.

Now, even where Young Master Huangquan is, no one seems to know.

The array of more than a hundred people began to move. The crowd lined up and slowly left near the cabin. As we entered the narrow valley path, the array of people gradually became narrow and long.

The long and neat array travels silently in the valley, like a small stream flowing in the valley, snakes winding and crawling in the valley.

Only the mountain wind roared around, and then whizzed away, bringing up the fallen leaves on the mountain wall, falling from the top of everyone's head, and finally falling on the stone road at the foot of everyone.

Time is slowly passing by, the night is getting darker, and a dazzling crescent has risen in the sky.

The crescent moon is like a hook, quietly illuminating the mountain road under everyone's feet.

Occasionally, Ye Xiao’s weird scream came from among the branches slanting out of the mountain wall, like an old man singing a folk song with his throat exploded.

Finally, without knowing how long it took to walk, everyone stopped, and the atmosphere in the team became more depressing.

More than a hundred people stood quietly at the end of the mountain road, looking up at everything in front of them.

Appearing in front of him is an extremely magnificent sight.