The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1132 The Origin (116)

Yaofeng sat down at the lower left corner, and several people from Tianmozong greeted Weilan Mozun. Except for the demon sage who sat down, Hua Yuebai and others stood behind the demon sage.

Yaofeng smiled so that his face was full of creases, and he didn't meander when he spoke, "The Venerable Wei Lan came from a long way, but what do you need to do?"

Generally, a strong person at the senior level is still very low-key when traveling, and will not use such a large guard of honor. When wearing a guard of honor, apart from showing off, it is because there is something here that makes him need to bring the guard of honor to put pressure.

Yaofeng recalled what had happened in the city recently. Except for the order from the Demon Palace, he was in a hurry to collect the magic root flowers. It seemed that there was no other major event. This Wei Lan couldn’t be full and run over to play, right?

Weilan obviously didn't come to play, her cold face seemed to freeze the surrounding area, she took out a watermelon-sized transparent bead from the storage ring, and injected it with spiritual power.

The spiritual power entered the bead, and a pink shadow appeared on the bead.

The pink dress fluttered, and the fair and ordinary face was everywhere, and the mouth opened and closed to say something, but there was no sound.

Yaofeng couldn't figure out what the intention of the woman Weilan showed them was, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.
When Hua Yuebai and the others saw the face of the woman on the bead, they looked at each other tacitly. This was the woman they wanted to snatch her crystal card that night.

Weilan noticed the small movements of several people, put away the beads, looked at them coldly, "Have you seen this woman before?"

Hua Yuebai and the others knelt on the ground, their faces pale, trembling, unable to speak.

Weilan withdrew her coercion, snorted coldly, "Say!"

Hua Yuebai took a deep breath, and said eloquently: "Master Hui Weilan, we met this woman a few days ago, when she was dining at Xian Yuji, she took a limited crystal card and came out to pay the bill."

There was some urgency and ferocity in Weilan's voice, "Do you know where I can find her?"

After killing her son, she wanted to catch this woman, so that she would not be able to survive or die.

Hua Yuebai shook his head, "We don't know where this person is now. This woman should be extremely good at disguising. When she was in Xian Yuji, she pretended to be very timid. Later, the limited crystal card was exposed and she was caught. After being spotted by people, she immediately left the city. She thought she was going to avoid being followed, but she didn't want to be somewhere outside the city. She waited leisurely for the group of people who were following her. Turned into coke and died on the spot, she was clearly a demon king, but she could easily kill even the demon king."

Hearing the word Mojun, Demon Lord Weilan slapped the table with his palm, and his breath swept out. The teacups, vases and other porcelain burst, and everyone present was so shocked that they vomited blood.

"The devil's cultivation, what a devil's cultivation!"

A female cultivator who was cultivated as a demon king killed her Weilan's son, which was simply laughable and humiliating.

Demon Lord Weilan was so angry that his face was like the bottom of a pot. She raised her hand, and Hua Yuebai automatically flew towards Weilan. She didn't care whether Hua Yuebai would become a fool in the future, so she used the soul search technique involuntarily.

The picture in the Lingzhu was the last thing her son saw before he died. She only knew it was a woman with an ordinary face, and she couldn't even tell her height, which was not conducive to her search.

Since the young disciple of the Demonic Sect had seen her before, she used his memory to see clearly the woman's voice and smile.

She was bound to find this person, no matter how difficult it was.

The soul search technique is extremely cruel, Hua Yuebai screamed in pain, several people kneeling on the ground trembled, even Lin Dang who admired Hua Yuebai did not dare to move, and their second uncle saw that the soul search had already started, Unable to reverse, I turned my back as if I didn't see it.

The Heavenly Demon Sect and the Purple Demon Sect were evenly matched. He didn't need to stand up for a disused disciple and get into trouble with this female Rakshasa, but he would be overwhelmed.

Demon Lord Wei Lan finished searching his soul, looked into the eyes of the woman in pink shirt in Hua Yuebai's memory, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, her body shot out and rushed to the teahouse opposite the city lord's mansion. The people in the teahouse looked at her in panic, but the person she was looking for was not among them.

Weilan clenched her fists tightly and slapped down, destroying the whole teahouse.

"Mice, I will definitely find you and crush you to ashes."

The cold voice resounded through one side, and people walking on the road hurriedly looked for a place to take shelter from the sharp edge.

Yaofeng followed her, not daring to show his air. Although he was the lord of the city, his cultivation had just stepped into the level of a demon saint, so he dared not compare with this aunt.

When Demon Venerable Weilan's breath became a little more stable, Yaofeng said, "Venerable Weilan, look at your reaction, the woman you are looking for is still in this city?"

Weilan pursed her lips, recalling the person she had seen before. The person was dressed as a man, wearing a golden mask, wearing a gold-woven red dress, with neatly tied cuffs. Is the woman in clothes alone? After all, one is a woman and the other is a man. Even though they have similar eyes, no matter how good a disguise is in this world, they cannot change the gender.

Weilan thought for a while, and adhering to the principle of killing a thousand people without missing a beat, he ordered Yaofeng: "Give me martial law throughout the city. I want to find these two people."

As Weilan spoke, she took out a piece of drawing paper, and put the woman in the pink shirt and the fleeting picture in her mind on the drawing paper.

The young man in red in the painting has a kind of charm, obviously he doesn't show his face, but just looking at it like this, he also feels that this young man's appearance is out of the ordinary.

Yaofeng took the two pieces of drawing paper, and immediately ordered someone to do it, and he himself took Demon Venerable Wei Lan back to the City Lord's Mansion, and arranged for the Purple Demon Sect to stay.

Luo Xing heard Wei Lan's roar from a distance, and returned to the inn with a heavy face. When she went up to the second floor, she knocked on the door of Wen Chen's room.

Wenchen really didn't sleep well at night and wanted to catch up on sleep. Lying on the bed, his mind was full of images of him sleeping with Luo Xing in his arms, and Luo Xing stretching his waist to wake him up. These images repeatedly disturbed his nerves and made him sleep. How can not fall asleep.

Rolling around on the bed, fidgeting for a long time, when he heard the knock on the door, his heart rose to his throat, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Luo Xing."

Wen Chen bit his lower lip and didn't really want to open the door, but he knew he couldn't escape, if he didn't see him today, he would see him tomorrow.

Getting up from the bed, Wenchen put on his shoes and walked to the door, opened the door, a figure fell towards him.

Wen Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the person, the person in his arms was very light, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Wen Chen pursed his lips, looked down and saw Luo Xing's face was pale, and the corners of his lips were still bloodshot.

Luo Xing has always been sunny and energetic, he has never seen her so weak.

Wen Chen was a little at a loss, he stretched out his hand to close the door, carried Luo Xing to the bedside, and put him on the bed.

(End of this chapter)