Chapter 172: Divine Jianfeng, as close as brothers

Leaving the offshore camp, the Demon Kings looked at the full spatial rings of demon beast corpses, and their faces were gloomy to the extreme.

Especially the Blood Tiger Demon King, who said with dissatisfaction to the Demon King who had agreed to Qi Xiong earlier.

"Why did you agree? I clearly didn't do it, you know, I clearly didn't do it."

Facing the Blood Tiger Demon King's questioning, this Demon King also said angrily.

"Then what do you say we should do? Go to war with the human race?"

Once these words were spoken, the Blood Tiger Demon King's momentum weakened instantly, but he still said unwillingly.

"I was really wronged..."

"Hmph, look at your lack of ambition. What is a moment of grievance? The one who laughs last is the true winner."

"Do you know why the human race has always suppressed our demon race in this Eastern Continent?"

"Because of the East Sea aquatic race."

"Correct. Back then, if it weren't for the Dao Yi Sect ancestor who spent countless magic treasures and foundations to carve that array in the East Sea to block the East Sea aquatic race outside the Eastern Continent, the strength of our demon race would definitely be stronger than the human race. Why would we need to be so hypocritical with the human race?"

"And now we have finally found an opportunity. The Flood Dragon race has found the treasure to break the array. As long as the array is broken, countless aquatic races can enter the Eastern Continent without any obstruction."

"And when the time comes, our Eastern Continent demon race will rise at the right moment and can defeat the human race in one fell swoop."

"What is needed now is time. Do you want to bury these years of preparation because of a moment of success or failure, or grievance?"

Hearing this, the Blood Tiger Demon King stopped talking. He naturally knew this truth.

"Everything now must be based on the East Sea aquatic race, and we must absolutely not let the human race notice anything in advance."

"And this is also a good opportunity."

Speaking of this, this Demon King showed a sneer. Hearing this, Blood Tiger looked over in confusion.

"After this great battle, the Divine Jianfeng disciples are all seriously injured. Perhaps those humans still think nothing will happen, but we can use this opportunity."

"Let the East Sea aquatic race suddenly attack, and before breaking the array, take the entire offshore camp in one fell swoop. As long as the offshore camp is controlled, then everything will be foolproof."

Hearing this, the Demon Kings' eyes lit up, and they all spoke in praise.

"Good idea, good idea."

"The Wisdom Tiger Demon King is worthy of being the mastermind of our demon race, haha, good, good."

"In this way, the overall situation can be decided."

Listening to the approval of the Demon Kings, the Wisdom Tiger Demon King also showed a confident smile.

Not knowing what these demon beasts were doing, after arriving at the offshore camp, it was indeed not comparable to the Dao Yi Sect.

To put it bluntly, the offshore camp was a small city, but the city walls were very high, and many defensive arrays were carved.

"Choose rooms according to rank."

Following Zhao Zhengping's order, many disciples began to choose rooms.

Servile disciples were two to a room, outer disciples were one, and inner disciples were also one, but the area was larger.

As for the direct disciples, each had a separate small courtyard.

Ye Changqing was a servile disciple, but he was assigned the largest courtyard, which should have been Zhao Zhengping's residence.

But no one objected, and Zhao Zhengping was also extremely agreeable. Finally, Ye Changqing simply designated this place as the kitchen.

Anyway, it was divided into a front yard and a back yard.

Ye Changqing lived in the back yard, and it didn't matter if the front yard was turned into a kitchen, which saved the trouble of running back and forth.

After setting up the residence, the effect of the bone soup gradually disappeared. Many disciples had serious injuries, and some couldn't even get out of bed, only able to recover slowly through healing elixirs.

Seeing that the disciples were injured and needed to recuperate well, Ye Changqing said out of kindness.

"I see that all the brothers are injured. How about we wait a few days before starting to eat? After all, everyone has reached Grain Bigu, so hurry up and heal..."

Just as he was speaking, suddenly, countless resentments surged toward Ye Changqing.

Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang, Xu Jie, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, and the disciples all looked at him with resentment.

"I... this..."

"Junior Brother Changqing, Senior Brother has to criticize you. Who are you looking down on? How can mere superficial wounds affect Senior Brother's eating?"

"That's right, these are all small scenes. Back when Senior Brother first joined the Dao Yi Sect, I killed from the south of Tiger Ridge to the north of Ape Mountain, back and forth eight times, without even blinking."

The disciples spoke one after another, but looking at their state, Ye Changqing's mouth twitched. Are they really just superficial wounds?

That brother who was killed to the artery, your gauze is still bleeding.

And that brother who didn't blink, your eyes seem to be blind.

But these wounds could be cured. After all, it's cultivation, so these small wounds really don't count for anything; even if you're blind, you can regain your sight.

But rest is still needed.

However, everyone strongly requested Ye Changqing to cook, and they all said they were superficial wounds. Finally, there was no way, and Ye Changqing could only nod and agree.

He tidied up the pots and bowls. As for the ingredients, Ye Changqing had brought quite a few when he left the sect.

Even if it wasn't enough, he could go out and buy some.

He stewed another pot of bone soup, mainly to make the brothers' wounds less painful, and also made vinegar-glazed jade cabbage.

Mealtime arrived. This was probably the meal with the fewest people in the history of Divine Jianfeng, and the disciples were extremely gentle, with no fighting occurring, only an occasional friendly greeting.

"Are you blind? You stepped on my foot."

"Sorry, Senior Brother, I'm blind, I can't see."

"If you can't see, why are you coming to eat? Go back and lie down."

"Holy crap, stop squeezing, the blood that just stopped has burst again."

"Hehe, if I use a binding technique now, wouldn't I be number one instantly?"

Some disciples were still thinking of playing dirty tricks, but as soon as they moved, there was a pig-like scream, drawing extreme contempt from the surrounding people.

"I see your head is also injured, go and see it properly. Your hand is broken, and you still want to use a binding technique."

In such a gentle atmosphere, the disciples finished the meal, and when they left, many disciples even took back the bones that had been gnawed as if brushed by a steel ball, with not a trace of meat left, claiming it was for the brothers who were seriously injured and couldn't get out of bed.

This scene was simply tear-jerking, wasn't it?

Divine Jianfeng disciples were actually willing to share food with others. Those were big bones, although they had been sucked seventy or eighty times, and the soup inside the bones had been sucked dry, they hadn't forgotten their brothers and were thinking of bringing them back.

At this moment, the Divine Jianfeng fully interpreted what it means to be as close as brothers and to share life and death.

You are seriously injured and bedridden, it's okay, Senior Brother will bring you food. I eat meat, you gnaw bones; if I have a bite of meat, you will definitely have a bite of bone to gnaw.

Only Ye Changqing, holding a large tea mug, watched this scene, his eyelids twitching.

No, can those bones still have flavor? They were almost smoked by your sucking just now, and you still want to bring them back? ===== CHAPTER 173 =====