"Seven...seven and a half?" Yao Wuming's eyes twitched immediately, and the blue veins on his forehead twitched wildly. He grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and his eyes were red and scolded, "Dog guy, do you dare to take advantage of the situation and blackmail me this prince?"

Mineral vein?

There are only a dozen demon courts in the entire house, most of which are in the hands of those ancient demon clans and great families. Even if it is the so-called eldest prince, it is a so-called eldest prince, who has sold his money and liquidated all his belongings, he is afraid that he will not be able to get so much ore.

The middle-aged man speaks the "Seven and a half" mineral veins. How can he not let it get furious?

"Hmph, blackmail?" The middle-aged man's brows frowned and looked at Yao Wuming coldly, and said, "The eldest prince is afraid that there is any misunderstanding about our Xianqionglou? Xianqionglou has always been a fool to open the door to do business. Every compensation is clearly written on the list. What? The eldest prince of the dignified demon court is still planning to default on the debt?"

"Dog thing, I..." Hearing the other party's ridicule, Yao Wuming's whole face suddenly became ferocious. The fierce demonic aura on his body swept out with a "bang". The beast soul, like a "mammoth", looked down at the middle-aged man from a high place, and from time to time, there were strange laughter from "jie", "jie", and "jie" in his throat.

"Wu Ming, stop first." Thinking of the identity of the middle-aged man, Yao Mixun, who was standing beside him, quickly stopped him, looked at the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "Mr. Wu, are there too many seven and a half veins?"

"Seven half-mine veins, not many..." Wu Shu shook his head, looked at Yao Mixun with a smile without a smile, and said, "If the Demon Emperor doesn't believe it, you can find someone to calculate the accounts on the list, and you will know that these seven half-mine veins are only a small number."

"At most five." Yao Mixun said lightly.

"No, even for the sake of your demon emperor, you will have to at least seven. Otherwise, if you don't have one word, I won't be able to pay it back when I go back." Wu Shu shook his head vigorously, patted Yao Wuming's hand, and said, "Big Prince, even if you kill me, the compensation for these mine veins is indispensable. What do you think?"

"Okay, the surname of 'Wu', you're very good. Even if you dare to get the blackmail to the prince, I want to see how long that old monster can protect you." Thinking of the identity of 'Wu Shu', Yao Wuming was unwilling to give up, but he could only let go of him and said coldly: "Seven mineral veins will be given to you within ten years, otherwise everyone will be beaten apart."

"Ten years?" Wu Shu nodded and said, "The eldest prince promised, Wu Shu naturally believed it, but I remember that the eldest prince still has several unexcavated veins in his hands. Should I deliver them to me first?"

"Let your people come to the eldest prince's mansion tomorrow." Yao Wuming said with a expressionless face.

"Then I'll thank the eldest prince..." Wu Shu licked his lips, smiled and said.

Behind this "Xianqionglou", there is an old monster in charge. Even Yao Mixun dares to provoke him easily, let alone these princes.

The compensation from several mine veins was enough to make him lose everything.

"After everyone accepting the inheritance, let them come to the palace and discuss the matter of going to the divine realm." Yao Mieqiong turned his head, looked at Chen Changsheng beside him, and spoke in a complicated look, saying.

"Okay..." Chen Changsheng nodded, and with the rest of the people, he turned around and walked towards the direction of "Ten Thousand Demons Palace".

"The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons".

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

 

;Demonic wind gusts. Although this place collapsed, it was still shrouded in a surging demonic aura. Not to mention Chen Changsheng, even if Yao Mixun came here in person, he could not see clearly what was happening inside the monster.

The Zhan Tianlang, who was more than two meters tall, followed Chen Changsheng closely.

"How long does it take to wait for the inheritance of these demon gods?" Chen Changsheng turned his head, looked at Zhan Tianlang beside him, pondered for a moment, asked, and said.

"If it's fast, it's enough for three or five days. If the inheritance is slow, I won't know." Zhan Tianlang shook his head and said.

"Three or five days?" After hearing Zhan Tianlang's words, Chen Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want the trip to the "Divine Realm" to be delayed. As for Yao Qingxue and Xiang Wuji and the others, their talents are not bad, and there will definitely be no such thing as those that cannot be accepted for ten or half a month.

He can still wait for a few days.

As for the others in the "Demon Court", they have nothing to do with him.

Deep in the palace.

"Bang..." Yao Mixun raised his hand and slapped it on the 'holy bone chair'. The hard saint chair suddenly turned into bone chips all over the ground. Its face turned pale and angrily said, "The bastard, he is the Danzu. Not only did he cheat my prince's ore veins, but he also made them get nothing in front of the demon god. It is really a crime to die."

"Demon Emperor, this kind of thing is actually no wonder..." Yao Tong smiled bitterly and said, "Speaking of it, he has made great contributions to our demon court. If he hadn't spoken, there wouldn't have been so many demon gods left, not to mention that the imperial daughter and the eldest princess have both obtained a inheritance."

"Hmph, Yao Wuji and his brothers are all bastards. They know that the other party is Danzu and have obtained the inheritance of the great demon god, but they still go to provoke him? They don't even have any eyesight, so they deserve it." Yao Mixun said coldly.

Deserve it?

Seeing Yao Mixun's green and angry look, the demon pupil shook his head secretly. In its opinion, Chen Changsheng and Yao Wuming were just fighting between the younger generations, and there was no reason to intervene.

If you lose the battle, you will be inferior to others.

"Demon Emperor, what is Wu Shu from Xianqiong Tower, who is the identity of Wu Shu?" Yao Tong frowned. Thinking of the Demon Emperor and Yao Wuming, they seemed to be a little afraid of Wu Shu, so they asked curiously.

"The successor of the old demon saint." Yao Mixun raised his eyelids, sneered, and said, "Wu Shu, relying on the support of the old demon saint, dared to blackmail my son. Humph, when I see the old thing, I will settle the account with him."

"Old...Old Demon Saint?"

hiss!

Hearing the words "Old Demon Saint", Yao Tong's face changed slightly. He was naturally not unfamiliar with this oldest royal family.

Speaking of which, the seniority of the old demon saint is much higher than that of the demon mioxong.

But he didn't expect that the cynical old monster was not dead yet, and his heir was still opening a Xianqiong Building in the royal city of the demon court?

"No wonder, that Xianqiong Tower is in our royal city, and no one dares to cause trouble." Yao Tong smiled bitterly and said.

"Why didn't there?" Yao Mixun shook his head and said, "The people who made trouble in Xianqiong Tower have almost disappeared. If Wuji hadn't had any accidents, I would have been kept in the dark. The master behind the Xianqiong Tower would still be my uncle..."
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