Chapter 220 — Thieves' Shadows Never Cease
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" Shen Mu's heart stirred slightly, and he asked with courteous politeness: "Great Demon King, what wisdom have you to offer? " "Kneel, lick my toes, and I will tell you! " said the All-Heaven Demon King, swaggering and arrogant.
Shen Mu shot a look at Snow Fox. Snow Fox opened the mechanism in the chest of the eight-armed divine statue, sat inside, and manipulated the All-Heaven Demon King into kneeling and stretching out his tongue to lick Shen Mu's shoe.
The All-Heaven Demon King cried out in panic: "A demon may be killed, but not humiliated!
Stop, stop — I'll talk, I'll talk!
" Shen Mu raised his hand. Snow Fox ceased her manipulation, and the All-Heaven Demon King scrambled to his feet, spat a few times, and dared not be insolent again.
These past days, Snow Fox, quick-witted and mischievous, had brought him thoroughly to heel, and the All-Heaven Demon King, holding to the principle that a good demon does not court present loss, had no choice but to cooperate with this vixen. The All-Heaven Demon King wiped his mouth with his hand and sneered: "This is the work of a god — and no ordinary god at that.
If my true body descended, I could also use such arts, attacking with celestial phenomena to destroy all of humankind, wipe out your race to the last, and remake this world into a new All-Heaven.
However, the god who unleashed this celestial attack seems rather mild-mannered; he did not strike to kill.
I would guess that this snow and this cloud are only a light warning. " "A warning?
" Shen Mu was stunned. Only a light warning? And from this light warning, I fear millions of the common people will not survive the winter! He stood in a daze, thinking of the Wasteland. Had the Wasteland not been the same? By the decree of gods and demons, the people of the Wasteland had been turned into outcasts that any man could denounce and slaughter.
"Gods and demons never die, and great thieves never cease!
" Shen Mu said suddenly, cold as ice.
"My lady — gods and demons never die, and great thieves never cease.
" The Imperial Preceptor of Jingping stood on a layer of clouds high in the sky, gazing at the incomparably vast cloud spreading over the Kingdom of Jingping, and said with deep feeling to the woman at his side. The woman at his side was of merely middling looks — neither beautiful nor ugly, but with features that wore well.
She had been a palace maid, and was now the wife of the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping.
This woman had a penetrating mind, and said: "Husband, by not going back this time, do you mean to say you believe the Emperor can resolve this natural disaster? " "Even if the Emperor cannot resolve it, someone else will help him resolve it. There is no need for me to go back.
" The Imperial Preceptor of Jingping smiled and said: "Let us go to the Lesser Jade Capital in the sky. "