I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 323 Failed to find someone

After more than half a year of recuperation, the originally dilapidated Magic City has regained its vitality.

Those human heads hung on the road have obviously become a special landscape.

Ordinary people went from being terrified at the beginning to turning a blind eye to these heads. They were all shouting and hawking their wares on the streets. Some customers were still talking about them while eating at the tables on the roadside stalls.

A new head appeared on the street. It was Mr. So-and-so who had only killed young girls before.

Many people have grudges against that person, and there are a lot of people watching. Business will definitely be better if I set up a stall there.

Wen Ye was in an inn. He stood by the window, looking down at the heads of people on the street and listening to their whispers.

They all seem to be afraid of the new Demon Lord. These people's attitude towards the Demon Lord is quite different from the image of the tyrant widely circulated in the outside world.

When entering the Demon Realm, Wen Ye had prepared himself for a bloody purgatory, but the scene before him was very different from what he had imagined.

But it’s better this way. If Yan Ping is still in the Demon Realm, the environment will not be too bad.

Wen Ye raised his eyes and looked forward.

The trade routes within the Demon Realm began to flow again, and scattered shops and inns were opened.

Most of these inns are in good locations. They are located in the center, where you can see the prosperous scene in the city and a corner of the Xueming Palace behind the Magic City.

He looked at the Xueming Palace in the distance. Even though it was a long distance away, it still gave people a gloomy feeling.

Ji Heyu came in from outside, looked at Wen Ye standing quietly by the window, and sighed silently.

He walked over to the side and leaned against it, deliberately saying casually, "We've already arrived in the Magic City, but it's still so quiet."

Wen Ye didn't say anything, but stared at the people below quietly. Suddenly he said, "I want to go into Xueming Palace and take a look."

Ji Heyu: "...There's no need to be so anxious."

Wen Ye turned and walked away from the window, no longer listening to the noise below. The hem of his black clothes moved in the wind as he spoke calmly.

"We have been in the Magic City for three days, and we have not received any news except that our senior massacred the Magic City half a year ago."

"The Demon Lord was newly appointed half a year ago. They must know the news about the seniors."

Ji Heyu had a headache. Wen Ye was obviously very obedient when he was with Yan Ping before, but ever since Yan Ping handed Wen Ye over to him.

Wen Ye had his own ideas, from when he left Taohuaju to practice, and later entered the Demon Realm.

Each and every one of these are Wen Ye’s own thoughts.

Ji Heyu rubbed his brows to prevent wrinkles from forming on his face. "I don't think it's possible. Yu Tianhong and Mei Can haven't entered the Magic City yet. I think something happened on the way."

"Don't be impulsive. Your own safety is important. Let's wait a little longer to find someone."

Wen Ye didn't say anything. He looked at the green plants placed next to the door with a gloomy gaze. He knew that his own safety was important.

They inherited Yan Ping's will from top to bottom and never gave him any chance to get hurt.

Sometimes this was like a silent confinement, forcing him to wait in a safe place, ultimately because he lacked strength.

Wen Ye's fingers unconsciously clenched together, revealing distinct finger bones. A ripple appeared in his eyes and then quickly subsided, and his hands loosened as well.

He whispered, "Okay."

Ji Heyu kept his eyes on him, watching him get agitated and then control himself again.

Ji Heyu sighed silently. It was not good to be too sensible. It made people look pitiful.

We don’t know what realm the new Demon Lord is at, so we can’t let Wen Ye go, but he can go.

He took out a stack of talisman paper and placed it in front of Wen Ye, then touched Wen Ye's head and smiled.

"Some things, we just need to do them, you just focus on your own business."

"So I'll go, and be careful when you're in the city by yourself."

……

evening.

The atmosphere in Xueming Palace has not been very good these three days.

Another demon cultivator's head fell to the ground, and the bloody smell spread in the hall.

Yan Ping sat on the cold throne, looking down at the demon cultivators who were reporting below. His azure pupils were like a cold pond, terrifying to touch.

The demon cultivator who was kneeling in a pool of blood spoke tremblingly.

"Replying to Your Majesty, no, I didn't find it."

There was no reply from above, but the demon cultivator already felt a chill all over his body.

He had received an order three days ago to arrest people based on their names, and he thought it would not be a difficult task.

But the extent of the trouble was beyond his imagination.

First of all, the Wen family was once a big family in Jingchuan Prefecture. No one except the family members were allowed to be employed, and most of the people in the Wen family had died a long time ago.

Secondly, in a city as big as Shanghai, all the names in the city were almost overturned by them, but they couldn’t find a person named Wen Ye, not even a homonym!

The demon cultivator felt a bitter taste on the root of his tongue. He had not completed his mission and was afraid that he would really die this time. If he died, his new wife would have to take all his belongings and remarry.

There was total silence in the hall. The demon cultivators were almost shaking like quails. Finally, a cold voice came from above their heads.

"Keep searching."

The coldness in Yan Ping's eyes became even more intense. He ignored the demon cultivator in the hall and appeared directly outside Xueming Palace.

The evening sun glowed red, dyeing the clouds in the sky red. When it fell on the city of Demon City, it seemed as if a layer of gold was spread over it.

He looked at the scenery in the Demon City coldly and felt that except for Xia Tianxue, all the people under his command were useless.

Someone has infiltrated the Magic City, and even after giving a name, we can’t even find the person.

It turns out that we should expand outward and recruit some people. The magic cultivators are all trash.

Yan Ping flashed and went straight into the Demon City.

Since those rubbish can't do it, he'll do it himself.