Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

A few quarters of an hour later, Shuo Yan came out of the dungeon without any trace of blood on his body. Except for the smell of blood on his body, everything else was the same as when he entered.

"Your Highness." Seeing Shuo Nian come out, the guard hurriedly said.

Shuo Yan glanced at him lightly, and said: "Bury him! If anyone asks, you can say: I want to see the person who hurt my father and king, and then he was robbed by him. You will save me." He killed, understand?"

Hearing this sentence, they couldn't refute anything, so they could only say repeatedly: "This subordinate obeys orders."

After leaving the prison, Shuo Yan didn't go to Shuo Ruohan's place, but went back to his room, washed off the smell on his body, and changed his clothes.

With wet hair draped behind his back, he stepped out of the screen, looked at the scene in the room, and was slightly stunned.

Suddenly there were some shimmering green butterflies in the room. Those butterflies were folding the clothes he put aside, and when they saw him come out, they flew to him again, tied his hair, and when they touched When Shuo Nian's wet hair was touched, it seemed as if there was a fire on them, which dried the hair instantly.

After they tied up their hair, Shuo Yan reached out to catch a green butterfly flying in front of him, and a figure of a person flashed in his mind for a moment.

Dressed in green clothes, with black hair shawl, the man turned his back to him, and the man turned his face to him, the hair on his forehead covered the man's eyes, he could only see the man's thin lips slightly curled up, holding a mountain A folding fan painted in ink, with green butterflies around it.

"That's... your master? Your name is Poison Butterfly?" Shuo Yan let go of the Poison Butterfly in his hand with some uncertainty, as if Poison Butterfly understood his words, she touched the tip of his nose. His eyes had regained their purple round pupils.

Shuo Nan touched the tip of his nose, Du Die picked up a cloak from the table and put it on for him, Shuo Nan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, walked towards Shuo Ruohan's place to see what was going on .

When he arrived, Shuo Ruohan was already out of danger, Murongsu was sitting by the bed with a gloomy face, and there was a young man who looked somewhat similar to Murongsu's eyebrows, standing beside Murongsu, Han Chenhui and his Dear uncle.

Shuo Yan walked up to Murong Su, tugged at the hem of her clothes with his small hand, and said cautiously: "Mother's Queen."

Hearing Shuo Yan's call, Murong Su froze for a moment, and slowly lowered his head to look at him stiffly. Only then did Shuo Yan realize that she was crying, and a silver thread ran across its cheek, which didn't match her expression. .

Looking at the young Shuo Yan, Murong Su reached out to wipe away his tears silently, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said: "I don't need to study today. Your father is a little tired, just fell asleep, Xiaoer ,Go and play!"

Shuo Yan blinked his eyes, listening to what Murong Su said, even if his mind was a few decades lower, he would not believe a lie.

Shuo Nan responded obediently: "En."

Standing aside, Han Chenhui took out a pack of pastries well wrapped in oil paper from his bosom, stuffed the pastries into Shuo Yan's bosom, and said, "Uncle asks Xiaoer to eat pastries, can you go and play by yourself?"

Shuo Yan looked at the pastry in his hand, nodded after a few seconds of silence, turned and left the room.

Murong Su watched Shuo Yan disappear from her sight, stretched out her hand and rubbed between her brows, and asked Han Chenhui who was at the side wearily, "Where did you get the pastry?"

"I thought about coming to the Demon Realm, and I prepared it specially for my son." Han Chenhui walked to the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Murongsu, and said in a worried tone: "Sister, brother-in-law's condition has stabilized for the time being, and your body has not recovered yet." , don't tire yourself out."

"Well, it's fine." Murong Su held the teacup in one hand, and tightly held Shuo Ruohan's hand with the other, never leaving.

After leaving the room, Shuo Yan was heading to the mansion of the Great Elder. The injury was treated by the Great Elder, so he must know about Shuo Ruohan's situation. With this in mind, Shuo Yan quickened his pace.

The four elders of the Demon Realm do not live in the palace, but have their own mansions, which are located in various directions of the Demon Realm. The Great Elder's mansion was given by the former Demon Lord, so it is naturally not far from the palace.

Shuo Yan stopped in front of a mansion that looked very rich, but there was no plaque in the mansion. He was puzzled for a while, then reached out and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door for him.

Frowning, he raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door again, but saw the door was slowly opened, and then, a poisonous butterfly appeared behind the door.

"It turned out to be you." Shuo Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped into the mansion. After the poisonous butterfly closed the door, he followed Shuo Nan again.

Shuo Yan searched the huge mansion for a while, but he didn't see a single figure, so he stopped and sat on the stone steps to rest for a while.

The poisonous butterfly flew to his side from all over the mansion, pulling his cloak to one place.

"What are you doing?" Shuo Yan waved his hand to scatter the poisonous butterflies, but they grabbed his hand and walked away.

Du Die took Shuo Yan to the backyard of the mansion, and Shuo Yan saw the elder in red sitting in the courtyard drinking wine.

The Great Elder sensed Shuo Yan's arrival, looked at him, shook the jug in his hand, and said slightly drunk, "Drinking? Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Don't drink, I'm here to talk to you." Shuo Yan went to the stone table and sat down, looking at the wine pots on the table, a little speechless.

"Listen carefully." The Great Elder finished drinking the wine in his hand and put the jug on the table. A pair of red magic eyes looked at Shuo Yan, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Shuo Yan looked at his appearance and frowned slightly. He didn't understand how such a frivolous person could sit in this position for so long, but it didn't mean that he would deny his ability. so secure?

"I want to know how the father's injury is."

Hearing Shuo Yan's words, the Great Elder couldn't help laughing, and said with a hand on his forehead, "Hey! Your Highness, why do you need to worry about this matter, you are just a child."

Shuo Yan frowned, supported the table with both hands, jumped lightly, stepped on the stone table with one foot, and half-kneeled on the stone table with the other foot.He dropped all the jugs on the stone table to the ground, the dagger slipped out of his sleeve, and held the dagger against the neck of the Great Elder, half of the color of his eyes was dyed red, he said coldly: "The Great Elder only You need to answer my question, other things, the Great Elder doesn’t have to worry about it.”

"That's it... Your Highness said it earlier!" The elder squinted his eyes, looked down at the dagger with a cold light on his neck, and pushed out the handle of the knife that Shuo Nan was holding.

Shuo Nian's eyes turned cold, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Then let's start answering!"

"...Your Majesty's injuries are serious, but they are not fatal. When you saw them, you just fainted because of excessive bleeding. Now you are not seriously injured. You just need to recuperate and recover." The Great Elder said Vague, but it also explains the general idea.

"Do you need to say it? Anyone with eyes can see it, Xiao Louying, don't fight with me haha, at least find the right person if you are fooling people." He said and pressed on his neck.

"Who told you my name?"

Shuo Yan raised his head and looked at him, and said, "Qing Jue, the founder of Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty, the original patriarch of the whole world of cultivating immortals, a medical practitioner and a demon cultivator... right! As the great elder who is the head of the four elders in the demon world—— Xiao Louying."

Qing Jue was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to push Shuo Nian's hand holding the dagger, and said with a smile: "Your Highness already knows, so can you take this thing away from my neck first? If you miss it, you will see blood."

"Oh!" Shuo Yan put the dagger back, jumped off the stone table, and continued to sit obediently on the stone chair, drinking the tea that Poison Butterfly had just brought out for him in the back room and mixed for him.

After Qing Jue's catastrophe, Yu Sheng touched his neck, looked at Shuo Nian who was drinking tea, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the state of mind of His Royal Highness.

"You don't need me to tell you what Your Highness wants to know, do you?"

When Shuo Yan looked up at him, his eyes had recovered, he tilted his head slightly, and said, "It's the same as the one who hurt the mother back then, right?"

"Smart, and, they are all... people who know the swordsmanship of Qing Xuanzong." Speaking of this, Qing Jue lay down on the table in frustration, with a look of lovelessness, and shouted: "After that, I went to Qing Xuanzong, But he was not found."

"That means staying in Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty." Shuo Yan finished his cup of tea, put the cup on the stone table, got up, and prepared to leave.

"It turns out that's the case, then I'll leave, and there's nothing else I want to know." Shuo Yan patted the dust on his clothes, put his hands in front of him, and bowed to Qing Jue in gratitude , and left.

"..." Qing Jue looked at Shuo Yan's actions, supported his chin with one hand, and tapped the table lightly with the other, thoughtfully.

On the second day, when Shuo Yan opened the door, he saw Qing Jue who had been standing in front of his room for some time.

Seeing the door open, Qing Jue greeted with a smile: "Your Highness, you are awake... huh?"

With a "bang", the door was closed by Shuo Nan, who isolated Qing Jue from the outside. After Qing Jue was puzzled for a while, Shuo Nan opened the door again.

Shuo Yan looked at Qing Jue outside the door with some puzzlement, and said, "What is the Great Elder doing?"

"Obviously! Greetings to Your Highness!" Qing Jue said innocently.

Hearing this sentence, Shuo Yan rubbed his brows with some headaches, put down his hands, and said, "You came to tell me about the man who died in prison!"

Putting his hands together, Qing Jue exclaimed to Shuo with an expression of admiration: "Your Highness is really smart, you are worthy of being a member of the royal family."

"...Come in." Shuo Yan turned sideways, let Qingjue enter his room, and then closed the door himself.

Qing Jue and Shuo Yan sat on the couch, there were teacups on their respective sides, there was no water in the cups, and there was a plate of pastries in the middle, and Du Die was holding a teapot to refill tea for them.

"I've heard the stories told by the guards, but based on your highness's skills yesterday, I don't think you will be held hostage. It's a pity that the body has been buried. If it is still there, maybe what it will look like Right." Qing Jue picked up the pastries on the table and started to eat, and shook his head regretfully after speaking.

Shuo Nian rested his chin on one hand, his purple eyes dimmed and brightened, and said calmly: "There is no whole body in death, how could he have a whole body? The one who dares me is my father."

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