In this world, the only outsider other than the fallen demons who can know the secret that the fallen demons can walk freely in the land of black rain without being corrupted is the sister of the leader of the fox clan.

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This secret is very important to the fallen demon clan, so they cannot expect anyone else to see through the key things in it.

The young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan looked at the aboriginal member of the Fallen Demon Clan who was surrounded by the mandrills and ghost figures, and frowned a little more.

Keeping people behind will inevitably lead to the people in Sha City discovering the secrets of their fallen demon clan! However, if they want to exchange people back, they also need to pay for that secret...

This is an inevitable event with the same outcome no matter what! The only difference is what kind of young leader he will be in the eyes of other people of the same clan!

"Young Patriarch, what are you thinking about?" Divine Mandrill raised his eyebrows, with a constant smile on his face, and shouted loudly towards the young Patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan who had never dared to fly far in the sky, "Our city can be destroyed.

We don’t have that much time to waste with you, Young Patriarch! If Young Patriarch has thought about it, we should make the decision loudly immediately..."

The young leader of the fallen demon clan cast a sinister glance in the direction of Mandrill and Ghost Tu, and could only ask coldly: "Master Mandrill, is it okay if we use Qingcheng's umbrellas in exchange for clan members?"
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"No!" Shen Mandrill shook his head directly and replied resolutely: "An umbrella in Qingcheng does not last long, and it is not convenient to move. We have heard from many adventurers that this

There are many monsters in the Black Rain Land. If we encounter them in the evil city, do we still have to carry a knife in one hand and an umbrella in the other?"

The young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips tightly: "Master Mandrill, you must coerce us, the Fallen Demon Clan?"

"There is something wrong with what the young patriarch said! This is not coercion, this is a transaction!" Mandrill smiled and said to the young patriarch of the fallen demon clan, "Use your fallen demon clan members in exchange for our evil city to enter the black rain.

It’s just a way to enter the Land of Black Rain! Speaking of which, it shouldn’t be a big problem for you, the Young Patriarchs! The only way you, the Fallen Demon Clan, can freely enter the Land of Black Rain is for us and Sha City to use.

We won’t spread the word. If the young patriarch is more generous, everyone will be happy, right?”

"Everyone is happy?! Haha!" The young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan sneered twice and glared angrily at Mandrill and Ghost Tu, "Everyone thinks that we, the Fallen Demon Clan, have some special way to enter the Black Rain.

Land, but haven't you ever thought that this may be related to the skills practiced by our fallen demon clan? If everyone in Sha City wants to be like us, that is actually simple, you just need to be with us

Just like the fallen demon clan, just practice the same kung fu... As long as you have time, Mr. Mandrill, I can teach you!!"

"Young Patriarch, don't use this reason to lie to us!" Shen Mandrill and Gui Tu immediately shook their heads after hearing this, smiled at him and said: "The skills of your fallen demon clan may really have something to do with it, but

You must have other ways! Otherwise, how could your young wife of the fox clan easily enter the land of black rain? Don't tell us that she has also been in the demon clan for so many years and has practiced demon-spelling.

The clan’s martial arts… if others don’t know about it, how can we in Sha City still not know about it? The sister of the leader of the Fox Clan is born unable to learn any martial arts!!”

"Does Lord Mandrill have any reason for saying this? You saw with your own eyes that my wife stepped into the land of black rain and was not injured?" The young leader of the fallen demon clan was stunned for a moment and immediately retorted.

"We didn't see it, but countless adventurers and aborigines did. If the young patriarch doesn't believe it, you can send someone to ask!" Guitu said with a proud smile on his face, facing the fallen demon clan.

The Young Patriarch said: "That's why we advise you, Young Patriarch, if you have a way, it's best to come up with it early so that your tribe can be replaced... Otherwise, if you really want to be here and

If we waste time talking nonsense, the young patriarch will not regret it when we run out of patience..."

The young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan gritted his teeth tightly, looked at the tribesmen on the ground who had been covered up by the people in Sha City, and fell silent again.

"Young Patriarch... let's give up!" At this moment, several aborigines of the Fallen Demon Clan immediately came up and stopped in mid-air next to the young Patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan, whispering to each other.

Looking at him, he said: "Sha City has a team of a thousand people. If we agree, how many clan members will be needed to satisfy them? Now that we have only lost one clan member, it doesn't matter even if Sha City really tries to find out the secret of our fallen demon clan.

...They can no longer find anyone from our fallen demon clan to let them enter the Land of Black Rain..."

"Young Patriarch, I think he should have been mentally prepared when he was shot down! Don't worry!"

"Young Patriarch, let's give up on him!!"

The young patriarch of the fallen demon clan stared, looking like he was having trouble making a decision.

"Otherwise, Young Patriarch, let's give him a ride to save him from the abuse of those guys in Sha City!" At this moment, an aboriginal member of the Fallen Demon Clan jumped out and said something in shock.

The young patriarch of the fallen demon clan immediately looked at him with shock.

"Young Patriarch, I agree with this decision!!"

"I agree too!!"

"I agree too, Young Patriarch!

The aborigines of the Fallen Demon Clan around them all said firmly to the young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan: "If he dies, he may not be of much use to the people of the Evil City...

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"As long as we enter the Land of Black Rain, we'll have to leave it to the people of the Evil City! By then, how can their Evil City stand up to us, the Fallen Demon Clan?" An aboriginal member of the Fallen Demon Clan encouraged the Fallen Demon Clan.

The young patriarch of the Demon Clan said, "Young Patriarch, we still have quite a few tribesmen here, but we can't throw everyone in just because of one tribesman, right? This would be a small loss!"

"We all understand your decision, Young Patriarch! I believe he understands it too!"

"Young Patriarch, give up on him!"

"Give him up!"

The young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan showed unbearable and painful expressions in his eyes. He glanced in the direction of Mandrill and the others several times, but he still seemed unable to make up his mind.

"Young Patriarch, have you thought about it? Delaying time like this is not a good thing for your fallen demon clan!" Shen Zhu and Guitu looked at the fallen demon clan in mid-air, watching them steal.

Whispering to himself but not being heard, he couldn't help but immediately shouted to the young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan, then pointed to the imprisoned aboriginal of the Fallen Demon Clan next to them, and shouted again: "

The injuries to a fellow member of your race are serious. If you delay any longer, he will die!!"

"Young patriarch, decide!"

Several Aboriginal people of the Fallen Demon Clan looked at the young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan with cold eyes and said, "Just let a few of the Winged Clan's puppets go down... Those people in Sha City must not have thought of this.

What on earth do we want to do!!"

"But, that's a member of our clan!!" The young patriarch of the fallen demon clan closed his eyes in pain and whispered.

"But we have no chance to rescue him now! Young Patriarch, we can't let the whole clan suffer here just because of him, right?" Several aborigines from the fallen demon clan said firmly, "

He will understand!!"

The young patriarch of the fallen demon clan took a deep breath, not letting anyone see the obviously relaxed look in his eyes: "In this case...then do as you say! Let go.

A few people from the Wing Clan are going to attract those from Sha City, let’s take the opportunity to send them away!”

"Yes!" Several natives of the Fallen Demon Clan nodded immediately and flew directly behind them. Leading several puppets from the Winged Clan, they directed them to rush towards the people of Sha City.

The attack came without warning and with great speed.

Mandrill and Ghost Tu looked in surprise at the Yi clan members who were waving weapons in mid-air and heading towards them. They couldn't help but cursed secretly: "These people from the Fallen Demon clan are really determined to take people back.

Ah!"

"Resist with all your strength, don't let them snatch people away!" Guitu shouted and immediately ordered to the guards of Sha City around him, then threw out the bone flute in his hand, directly towards the most conspicuous one

The native of the Wing Tribe threw him over, and instantly knocked off one of his arms, spilling a piece of blood.

"Young Patriarch, you have to think carefully! If you, the Demon Clan, are really so stubborn, we in Sha City will not be polite!" Mandrill looked at the man who was rushing toward them without fear with a gloomy face.

The natives of the Wing Tribe couldn't help shouting at the young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan: "If there are any casualties, you Fallen Demon Clan should leave our evil city alone..."

The young leader of the Fallen Demon Clan snorted coldly in his heart, and nodded once again to the Fallen Demon Clan aborigines beside him. He looked at them and once again signaled the dozen or so Wing Clan aborigines to rush towards the evil city on the ground.

After everyone gathered, he took a big bow from the hands of an aboriginal next to him, put on the feather arrows, and aimed in the direction of Mandrill and Ghost Tu.

"Still want to deal with us?" Mandrill immediately noticed the actions of the young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan, and looked up at him with a sarcastic face, "It seems that the young patriarch of the Fallen Demon Clan is not that self-aware.

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"He just lacks lessons!" Guitu also said with a smile on his lips, "Look at that member of the Demon Clan, I will deal with their young leader."

Mandrill has no objection, it’s better if you can save yourself the trouble!

"Try to bring as many people as possible from the Fallen Demon Clan down, so that they can have a good look at the power of our Evil City!"

"Got it!" Guitu nodded, muttering a spell in his mouth, then raised his hand and threw the bone flute down the wind. The next moment, a creepy sound rang in the air, making the wing tribe and the fallen

The aborigines of the demon clan turned pale instantly and almost fell from the air.

The young leader of the fallen demon clan gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes when he saw the bone flute flying toward him with a strange sound. He shot several flying arrows in his hand without hesitation.

Go out and fly directly towards the direction of the mandrill and the ghost figure with the cyclone breaking through the sky.

"Humph, that's all!" The mandrill looked at the flying arrows with disdain, raised his hand and waved his bone fan, bringing out several strong airflows to hit those few arrows.

The feather arrows watched them fly stubbornly for a while, and finally were slapped away. Then they raised a proud smile and looked at the young leader of the fallen demon clan to say what he was going to say.

But before Mandrill could say anything, he saw an extremely proud smile appear on the face of the young patriarch of the fallen demon clan.

"What's going on?" Mandrill's heart suddenly thumped, and he fell into confusion for a moment.

"Let's go!" The young leader of the fallen demon clan glanced in the direction of the Mandrill and the Ghost Map, raised the corner of his mouth and ordered the people around him. The group of people walked towards the Land of Black Rain without any hesitation.

The direction has flown over, and there is no sign of continuing to fight?

"What's going on?" Guitu looked confused. Seeing that his bone flute attack exceeded the attack range and failed, the natives of the Wing Tribe also retreated from the air, and they couldn't help but look at the mandrill.

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"Ask, who should I ask? Who knows what the fallen demon clan is doing?" Mandrill also stared with a look on his face, feeling aggrieved.

They were originally planning to have a good fight to deal with the fallen demon clan, but they didn't expect that they had just started to fight, and before they had enough fighting, the fallen demon clan people ran away! It's impossible to go up or down like this.

The feeling of not being able to go down is the most uncomfortable!!

"Since they don't want any of their own kind, let's use this as a breakthrough to see if we can get what we want from the mouth of this fallen demon clan member!" Mandrill glanced gloomily in the direction where the fallen demon clan disappeared.

After saying something to the ghost picture, he turned around and looked at the injured aboriginal member of the fallen demon clan.

However, neither Mandrill nor Guitu thought that the aboriginal member of the fallen demon clan lying under their noses had already stopped breathing and turned into a cold corpse!

"This...what is going on?"

Both the mandrill and the ghost couldn't help but widen their eyes. They looked at the aboriginal member of the fallen demon tribe lying on the ground. They looked at each other and then cursed angrily: "That aboriginal member of the fallen demon tribe."
Chapter completed!