Urban Demon Slayer

Chapter 862: Brother, Be So Polite

When loyal, very loyal, vicious when vicious, generous when generous, extreme when extreme.

Wang Qianchen didn’t stay in [Tianqi] for a long time, and he didn’t have much contact with Chen Wanhe, but this was all his impression of this person.

That’s why Song Epee and a group of equally neurotic criminals are willing to associate with him.

“Anyway, if you have a snack, ask more at the [Wan Yaohui].” Song Chongjian asked again.

“Okay.” Wang Qianchen agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Qianchen figured it out in his heart, Tai Chi Fuyin, [Guangfuhui] notified Feng Jiujiu, Qing Yunjian, and tried to notify Lu Jun, then if there is news about the artifact, is it possible to tell Bai Kuanghai and Bai Kuanghai? Hu Dier?

Just thinking about it, his phone suddenly rang.

The person who called was Feng Jiujiu, and they had left each other’s numbers before.

“Hello?” Wang Qianchen picked it up immediately.

“Hey you, it’s been a few days since He Jun’s leader took office. You should be fine, why didn’t you come to me? I said that I will be the demon king under my command, do you want to do it now? Go back? Don’t think I’ve called you brother a few times, and I’ve really treated myself as a big head! Let me tell you, we can write clearly in black and white. If you dare to go back on your word, believe it or not, I will directly kill Qianrenling. Go, hang up your scumbag and show it to the public…”

As soon as Wang Qianchen said a word, Feng Jiujiu slammed a bunch of them over, making him dizzy and dazzled, but it also reminded him that there is such a thing!

Forgot, really forgot.

Wang Qianchen hurriedly said: “Lord Nanhuang, I didn’t go back on my word. After I came back from Qingcheng Mountain, I have been busy for many days… I can go to your side to be the demon king, but you and Lord Beihuang have agreed. No?”

“It’s done! Come here quickly, I’ll hold a demon king banquet for you, which is equivalent to proclaiming the world!”

“it is good……”

Wang Qianchen hung up the phone, remembering Song Chongjian’s exhortation just now, if he could be the demon king, the next action would be more convenient indeed. However, before he left, he still told the Golden Eagle King, after all, this was his old boss.

When he went to save Wang Qianchen in the Taklimakan Desert before, the Golden Eagle King knew about his mountain and knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he did not expect to be the Demon King under Feng Jiujiu.

After confirming that Lu Jun already knew about this matter, King Golden Eagle said, “Okay, congratulations, brother. When Lord Nanhuang gives you a banquet for the Demon King, Lord Beihuang and I will be there to congratulate you.”

The reason why the Wild Boar King was not mentioned is because the world knows that he has died at the hands of He Jun, the head of Mount Qingcheng.

Unconsciously, the title of the Golden Eagle King to Wang Qianchen was also changed.

Wang Qianchen said, “Okay, then I’ll wait for you.”

In addition, Wang Qianchen also called Black Bear King, Lang Baibai and Ma Qianli. He didn’t have many friends in the [Ten Thousand Demons Club], so there were only a few of them, so naturally he had to let him know.

The Black Bear King also expressed his congratulations and promised to be there.

As for Lang Baibai and Ma Qianli, when they were talking to him, they were more restrained, not as casual and wanton as before. Wang Qianchen didn’t feel very well. He knew that the [Wan Yaohui] was strictly hierarchical, but he really didn’t want to become estranged from the two of them, so he thought about having a good drink with them and reminiscing about the old days when the demon king banquet was held.

After the notification of the notice was finished, Wang Qianchen got up and rushed to Qingluan Mountain in the south.

When he arrived at Qingluan Mountain, Wang Qianchen was stunned. There was joy up and down the mountain, red carpets, flowers, firecrackers, colorful flags, and a gong and drum team composed of monsters, some beating gongs and drums. , and the suona player, who welcomed him with “dong dong kong” and “dong dong kong”.

Surrounded by all the monsters, Feng Jiujiu, who was wearing a green dress, came over. She still looked like a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. There was a bit of innocence and cuteness in her eyes, but Wang Qianchen no longer dared to treat her as a child. .

When Feng Jiujiu walked in front of him, Wang Qianchen clenched his right fist, placed it on his chest, bowed his head and said, “Lord Nanhuang!”

“Brother, why are you being so polite?” Feng Jiujiu laughed in a low voice, her eyes wandering.

“…Sir Nanhuang, don’t make fun of me!” Wang Qianchen’s face turned red with a bang. Every time Feng Jiujiu used these two words to say something, he would dig his toes and be embarrassed. The seaside villa is about to be pulled out.

“Haha, I won’t make fun of you, let me tell you, I’m thinking of hosting this demon king banquet for you. I think it must not be worse than your brother’s inauguration ceremony as the head of Qingcheng Mountain. Are you not satisfied with this battle?” While talking, Jiujiu followed the red carpet and took Wang Qianchen up the mountain.

The red carpet was spread all the way under the plane tree on the top of the mountain. There were still flowers and gongs and drums along the way. Seeing the monsters clumsily playing musical instruments and holding up banners and lanterns to express their welcome to him, Wang Qianchen couldn’t help crying and laughing. Jiu’s heart felt warm.

It seems pretty good to be the demon king under her hands.