Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

The few demon cultivators who were controlled had no chance to escape. The moment they saw Yu Fang, they knew that the knife of death was already at their necks.

Don't give them any chance to escape.

Yu Fang didn't give any extra glances to those demon cultivators. He just waved his hand to signal the demon soldiers to tie up all of them.

As long as we tie them up and bring them all back to the demon world, such things should never happen again on the border between the demon and monster races.

Yu Fang has never been a merciful person. The demon clan has grown stronger under his leadership, which is enough to show how great his influence on the demon clan is. The trust of the demon clan in him is unquestionable.

The boy looked at Zhao Huancheng with undisguised curiosity. Zhao Huancheng's temperament was different from the boy's. The boy seemed to be hot and brave, but in fact he was cold and difficult to approach.

Zhao Huancheng had a face that was bewitchingly beautiful, but he acted in a very rigid and serious manner, just like an old pedant.

The combination of such contradictory temperaments can easily attract other people's attention.

Zhao Huancheng subconsciously looked at the young man, "Thank you for your help."

The young man looked at Zhao Huancheng carefully, spinning the jade flute in one hand and playing with the jade pendant in the other. "Those demon cultivators are clearly no match for you. What do you have to thank me for?"

"I am a demon, and they are all demons. Anyway, since we are of the same kind, you did save them this time."

Zhao Huancheng didn't like seeing bloody scenes. Even though he had been training for almost a month, he knew that seeing blood would remind him of the scene where his parents were killed.

If his parents had not bought him precious time to escape, he might not have survived until now.

He didn't want to see what he had experienced happen again.

The young man looked at Zhao Huancheng with a subtle look in his eyes, "I don't think I've seen you before."

This person's features are too familiar. He looks a bit like the big monster that was rumored to have burned down the Ghost King's cave a while ago.

Zhao Huancheng's gaze was diverted several times, and he focused on the boy's fingers playing the jade flute. "Well, he was learning the art before, and just came down the mountain recently."

The boy curled his lips, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhao Huancheng." Zhao Huancheng said frankly.

Yu Fang, who happened to witness this conversation, felt like holding his forehead. The Lord was good in every way except that he taught Zhao Huancheng to be too upright.

When you are out in public, how can you just tell others your name casually?

He thought that the master didn't want to be too rigid, so how did he raise such an upright disciple?

"I am Bai Qiaochuan." The young man held the jade flute between his fingers and did not continue turning, but replied with a smile.

"You are very good." Zhao Huancheng is a bit of a martial arts fanatic. It's rare for him to meet such a powerful person. His obsessive mentality takes over and he can't help but want to compete with the other party.

"Thank you." Bai Qiaochuan glanced at the demon king who was staring at him covetously from behind and smiled, "See you next time."

Well, he should be looking forward to seeing you again.

It's rare to meet such an interesting person.

The young man left as the two of them watched. His tall figure was a hundred miles away in the blink of an eye, as if he could disappear silently without any effort.

Yu Fang frowned slightly. This young man was a bit troublesome. He was a ghost cultivator and his personality was both good and evil.

He didn't know if it was because he put himself too deeply into the role of the senior brother, but he was always worried that the appearance of this young man would lead Zhao Huancheng astray.

In particular, Zhao Huancheng showed great curiosity towards Bai Qiaochuan.

He walked straight towards Zhao Huancheng and said, "I was wondering who was so powerful, it turns out to be you."

Zhao Huancheng is Zhao Xuan's only direct disciple. It seems that Zhao Xuan has only him as his disciple, but in fact, both the Yu Fang brothers are Zhao Xuan's disciples.

It’s just that he never really accepted any disciples. In the beginning, they all relied on Zhao Xuan’s cultivation secrets to get to where they are today.

Facing Yu Fang's joke, he smiled and said, "We just bumped into each other along the way."

"I've heard from the adults before that you went down the mountain to gain experience. Recently, there have been more and more major events in the Three Realms, and there are rumors of a great demon with extraordinary cultivation. I estimate that it is most likely you."

"Since you're so close, why don't you come into my demon world and have some fun?" Yu Fang took the initiative to invite.

Zhao Huancheng did not go to the Demon Realm, thinking that his mission had not been completed, the bottleneck had not been broken through, and the enemy had not been found. Nothing had been done, so how could he be qualified to go play?

After listening to Zhao Huancheng's inner thoughts, Yu Fang couldn't help but laugh and shook his head. It was unexpected that an adult with such a temperament could teach such a strict and serious apprentice...

It's really rare.

As for the highly-watched Zhao Huancheng, he had no idea that he had become a celebrity in the Three Realms.

After saying goodbye to Yu Fang, he walked towards the woods.

There are too many sacred mountains, and it is difficult and time-consuming to find them.

Zhao Huancheng didn’t know where the Nine Nether Ice Lion had gone, but he would not be discouraged and would continue looking for it.

A mountain near the Wailing River is the former site of the war between gods and demons. The place is filled with a strong smell of blood. It is said that his master deliberately used a sword to transform into a mountain to completely separate the gods and demons.

This place is a good place for ferocious beasts to practice, because it is full of evil spirits and resentment. For ferocious beasts, it is better than Wanming Mountain.

As soon as Zhao Huancheng climbed up the mountain, a young man in black followed him.

He noticed the other party's whereabouts because the boy had no intention of hiding his whereabouts.

With the black-clothed youth's previous skills, the other party's attacks were invisible and Zhao Huancheng believed that the other party was fully capable of making him unaware of any trace.

But he didn't hide it at all, as if he wanted Zhao Huancheng to know.

He immediately flashed in front of the young man, who was leaning against a big tree, twirling a jade flute in his hand. His handsome appearance made him look like a young man trained by an aristocratic family.

She looks noble and has an innate elegance when she walks.

As they walked into the mountain, a light rain began to fall from the sky, but the young man was able to completely block out the rain. The ferocious beasts within a hundred miles around were frightened and fled away, not daring to stay.

"Why are you following me?" Zhao Huancheng didn't sense any dangerous aura from the young man.

Either the other party is hiding something very deeply, or he really has no ill intentions.

"I have nowhere to go." The boy said frankly.

This familiar conversation made Zhao Huancheng stunned. He had said this to his master before.

However, he was stunned for only a moment, because he had seen the boy's skills and knew that he was a person with high cultivation. Even the immortals who had ascended to heaven might not be able to get close to him.

For people like this, even if they really have nowhere to go, it is not a problem at all for them to find a place to live.

"What do you want?"

Although he was thinking this in his mind, the words Zhao Huancheng asked had a different meaning.

Bai Qiaochuan seemed to be sure that Zhao Huancheng would be soft-hearted, "I want to go with you."

"?" Zhao Huancheng thought he had misheard.