The next four men all restrained their expressions and did not dare to look at Feng Zhuoxi again. Only the beautiful young woman was left, still staring at her.

Feng Zhuoxi was a person who never cared about the eyes of others. She walked over openly, but she didn't get close to Mu Jiu. She picked up a chair not far away and sat down, saying, "What's the way to do it?"

Mu Jiu said: "What are you doing when you sit so far? It's not convenient to speak, so it's better to come here and sit."

Feng Zhuoxi glanced at him: "What place can you sit there? Could you stand up and give me your chair?"

She was simply talking about the physical chair, but when she heard the next few people's ears, it changed, and everyone looked a little nervous.

Mu Jiu smiled and said, "This chair is wide, so why don't you sit next to me?"

Feng Zhuoxi only snorted and stopped talking.

Mu Jiu knew that he could not continue to tease her, so he turned around and looked at his confidant ministers.

Once he faces someone else, the amazing demonic pressure on Mu Jiu will continue to emerge. Only at this time will Feng Zhuoxi feel that Mu Jiu is really a powerful person who makes many people extremely afraid.

Mu Jiu said slowly: "The Prime Minister continues."

The young man in a big red robe began to speak: "Since yesterday, the number of blood-sucking monsters has suddenly increased. Although the officers and soldiers from all over the country are prepared, but the number is large, many people are still killed, and many of our generals and soldiers have been damaged. Judging from the route of the blood-sucking monster, the old monster should have taken action in the near future."

There was no expression on Mu Jiu's face, and he turned his eyes to the young man in a purple robe.

The man said without waiting for him to speak: "I believe that most of the troops should be put into the troops that eliminate the blood-sucking monsters. Ordinary soldiers only hit the stones with eggs when facing the people in the snow mountain. It is better to send most of the troops out. It is best to save the people."

Mu Jiu nodded and said, "Just do what you said. How is the preparations at the northwest junction now?"

The man in blue immediately said: "Everything is right."

"It's great. If they want to go down the snowy mountain, I insist that they will never come down again. However, the people suffer a lot of casualties, and it is the spring plowing season, so it is important to calm the people's hearts."

Several ministers took the order and prepared to go on, but Mu Jiu pointed at Feng Zhuoxi and said, "This is my future wife..."

Without saying a word, Feng Zhuoxi saw a sword energy slashing at her head, and the evil spirit on her beautiful face gradually became stronger.

Mu Jiu paused for a moment and continued, "Just call her Miss Feng. Madam, these are my confidants. If you can't find me if you have anything to do, it's the same for them."

The expressions of the four men were extremely wonderful. I couldn't believe that the future mistress had murderous intentions at the great Demon King in full view of everyone. However, His Majesty the Demon King was not angry, but his expression was a little refreshing, which was simply... extremely strange.

Only the young woman held her hands tightly, her eyes like a knife, wishing she could chop Feng Zhuoxi's right hand into pieces.

"Okay, you all go down." Mu Jiu turned back to the devil king and drove away several confidant ministers.
Chapter completed!