The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

The boy didn't understand what happened until the end, or he actually had some thoughts in his heart, but he refused to believe it.

Pretending to be a demon king or something——

How could such a thing happen? !

But watching the man throw off the black robe, take the white clothes handed over by the black-clothed man who had been sullen, tie his hair back with a sword, straighten his brows, and in an instant, he changed from an imposing veteran demon king to a He has become an outstanding and elegant young man, and his leaked aura has undergone an astonishing change—this kind of wonderful and exaggerated sorcery, forgive the ignorance of the young man, and he has never heard of it.

So, this one—should also be a big shot at the level of a demon king, right?

He didn't know about the subsequent development.The man in black, who seemed to be angry all the time, muttered "No. 14", grabbed a sword symbol and threw it out. Soon, someone downstairs was ordered to come and took the boy away.

……

After the boy was taken down to join his arrested companions, there were only three people left in the house.

The genuine demon king originally wanted to continue painting, but the two people over there were too noisy, which made him look up frequently, and finally couldn't help it, put down his pen and hummed: "Can you stop for a while?"

"Leave if you don't like it. Turn left and right and go down the stairs. You won't be sent far away."

"Hmph, don't bully people with the surname Ning! When I recover from my injuries—"

"I'm afraid of you?"

Ning Nineteen curled his lips and ignored the furious Lord Crow Emperor.

He was pulling Lu Yang to sit in front of a big mirror, combing and braiding each other's hair in a serious manner, having a great time.

Lu Yang was too ignorant of his appearance, causing Ning Nineteen to spend all his time thinking about how to make this person look better, at least not to let down that pretty face... He really thought so at the beginning of.

But no matter what you do, if you invest more time, you will form a habit; if the habit becomes natural, you will become addicted; Go, ten dragons can't be pulled back.

Ning Nineteen was like this.

At the moment when the demon king Mu Shao was wounded and came here to seek refuge, he had a whim and fixed his eyes on Lu Yang's long hair, flipping through the picture albums in the sky all day long to change Lu Yang's hairstyle.

Back then, Lu Yang tried his best to resist and resist Ning Nineteen's "devil's claws", but after seven years, he also went with Ning Nineteen.

After all, this man from the sky has nothing to do, and he is too busy to be moldy; if he stops his few fun, maybe he will make something wrong with him, and it will be himself who will suffer at that time.

And his own seven years, but exhausted!

He has to practice witchcraft, survey the imperial capital, make friends, and do things in secret. From time to time, he has to send Ning Nineteen back to the mountain to deal with ghosts and nightmares, and then he has to dig out as many cocoons as possible from the fleeting glimpses that come back. information, blah blah blah.

Of course, he never ignored Yuzhu Tianjun and Tanlang Tianjun.

The only thing he tried to avoid was his direct line.He never asked Ning Nineteen to bring him any news about Yuntang, because that would make him lose control of his mood and his thinking would be disordered, and it was inevitable that something would go wrong in the next few days.

Lu Yang is like a scheming hunter, facing the ferocious prey, quietly lurking on one side, slowly and carefully sharpening his weapon, digging out layers of traps bit by bit, waiting for the final The moment of confrontation.

It's just that the opponent is too powerful, with a keen sense of smell and sharp teeth and claws. He must try his best to cover up the smell on his body, cut off all fetters, and——

Pull over a few other hunters to help out.

Even if it is to confuse the audience and attract the sight of the beast, it is still good!

In the past seven years, he has also met several extraordinary people, such as Mu Shao, the Crow Emperor; and with the help of the memories of his previous life, he also found a few young people who are now very shallow, but will become a generation of masters in the future , such as the one he just rescued.

As for more talents, they are in Wuwei Shushu.

Lu Yang has been thinking about the elites in the school for a long time, but he has not been able to meet those people for a long time. The threshold of Wuwei Shushu is extremely high. Lu Yang took the exam for three consecutive years, and finally this year he barely passed the exam.

However, before he had time to "hook up" and "bind" his future comrades-in-arms, he was already caught in the vortex called "learning", and he was so busy all day long that he couldn't stop.

Wuwei Shushu has 20 days of classes a month, and the rest of the ten days are off.

Can you rest and sleep well after the holiday?too naive!

During the days when classes are not in session, students often have a pile of weird homework on their heads, and travel around the imperial capital, sometimes even going out of the city.One of their favorite sayings is:

Why are you still in school?

Right now, Lu Yang is on vacation, so he has time to help Mu Shao run errands, but when he comes back, he doesn't even have time to drink a sip of water, so he immediately concentrates and hurry up to do some homework.

Tonight, he will describe the "Mirror Talisman" that he has studied for two days.

The mirror talisman is a talisman of evil spirits, not high-end, but the tedious details and mysterious changes are enough to make Lu Yang frown deeply, thinking hard about it.At such times, he would flip through the notes he had written in the school, hoping to find some inspiration for a breakthrough.

What's worse is that his manipulation of demon energy is not as arbitrary as he is with spiritual energy, and his breath has to be broken, broken, and dashed from time to time. As a result, the talisman in his palm will be unstable, causing an explosion accident .

It was these explosions one after another that annoyed Mu Shao Yahuang, who wanted to paint quietly, and was choked by Ning Nineteen again. He immediately stood up and raised his eyebrows:

"Lu Qing'an, I just want to ask you a question!"

With a slight flick of his fingertips, Lu Yang picked out a mysterious arc on the half-formed talisman: "Crow Emperor, please tell me."

Mu Shao then asked: "I want to accept you as an apprentice and pass on your mantle; after my death, you can take my demon core and become the next Crow Emperor! Are you willing?"

"Uh……"

"In the past few days, you have pretended to be this seat so many times, can't you bear the ray of origin that this seat has shared with you? This means that you are particularly compatible with this seat, and this seat has been looking for it for thousands of years. , I couldn’t find a predestined person; the same is true for you, if you miss this seat, you may find it difficult to find a master with the same evil spirit as you. If that’s the case, you still hesitate?”

"How should I put it, Lord Crow Emperor, I have a lot of difficulties..."

Lu Yang's fingertips twitched again, but this time the change of the demonic energy seemed to be a mistake. The tiny flashing thread of nothingness did not merge into the talisman, but was violently mixed with other lines, and he was thrown immediately. The result of hard work for a long time was a mess.

After a breath, there was a loud explosion.

Ning Nineteen opened the protective halo in time to protect himself and Lu Yang firmly, and blocked the shock wave of the explosion to one side.

When the airflow stabilized a bit and did not disturb Lu Yang's hair, Ning Nineteen dispersed the protective barrier, glanced again, restored the shattered glass mirror to its original state, and continued to braid Lu Yang's hair in a serious manner. .

Lu Yang sighed again and again: "Why doesn't Yao Qi always listen to me?!"

"Aha, that's because you didn't get the hang of it."

Mu Shao walked over slowly, pointing out seven or eight mistakes in Lu Yang's notes. Seeing that the other party was shocked, he seemed to be thinking, so he took the opportunity to cough and sell himself to Lu Yang harder:

"Oh, those old folks in the Wuwei Shushu School are totally inaccurate in what they say and do. If they don't do it right, they will copy the scriptures and mislead their children; even if they have nothing wrong with them, but there are so many students in the Shushu School, how can the masters care about it?" Do you have to point out their shortcomings one by one? If you are a little ambitious and don’t want to stick to this ruined city, you have to find a master who is right for you, give you lectures, and point out the maze of cultivation..."

"You're the one who talks a lot of nonsense." Ning Nineteen interrupted him unceremoniously, "Didn't you hear what my kid said? He has difficulties!"

"Difficulties? What difficulties? How can there be any difficulties that can compare with this seat's repeated repetitions—"

"No matter how old the emperor is, he is still no bigger than his own master." Ning Nineteen snorted coldly, "Have you heard that?"

Mu Shao was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Ning Nineteen rubbed Lu Yang's head, relying on the fact that he was half a head taller than Mu Shao, raised his chin slightly, and stared at him with the most obvious downward gaze:

"Don't say you are the only demon king, the four major demon kings will come together, and the demon master will come back to life. As long as I don't nod my head, let's see who can make my kid call master!"

"..."

Mu Shao himself is considered a very slick demon king, but he also uses the title of "my seat" when he speaks; and among the fourth-level cultivators and monsters he has seen in his life, there is no one like Ning Nineteen. The word "I" is uttered out like money, and when I get anxious, I will get angry, scolding "I am so so", without the slightest bit of superior character.

And this rogue-like possessiveness...

Mu Shao was stunned. Seeing that Lu Yang's face was full of helplessness, but he didn't seem to be disgusted and repulsed, he let out a long sigh.

He should be unable to accept this disciple.

Three days ago, Mu Shao was injured and fled here. After being discovered by Ning Nineteen and healed with wonderful spells, he immediately caught Lu Yang's root bone that fit him very well.But in the past three days, he accepted apprentices several times, and he did not hesitate to throw his own source on Lu Yang for experiments, and by the way sold a big favor, but Lu Yang also accepted his source, and his legs also helped him run away. Evasion and decline, thank you for your insensitivity.

Now that Ning Nineteen has completely said his words to death, Mu Shao is more or less a decisive person, he sighed and sneered, and he gave up this thought.

He walked back to the desk slowly, picked up the Langhao soft pen, and smiled wryly as he hooked a jackdaw on a separate branch. Suddenly, his mind moved, and he said:

"Nineteen Heavenly Lord, you are the Heavenly Lord of the Human Race, why are you so obsessed with a young man from my Monster Race?"

Ning Shijiu didn't want to answer, but seeing that Lu Yang was concentrating on studying the mirror image talisman, he probably had no hearing or eyesight of foreign affairs, so he slowed down his movements and said softly:

"Hmph, when I saw him cute when I was young, I couldn't help feeling compassionate, and wanted to help him, protect him, and teach him; but I kept raising him, year after year...it became a phase."

Mu Shao asked enthusiastically, "How do you look?"

"..."

Ning Nineteen shook his head.He looked at the looming snow-white nape under Lu Yang's long hair, thinking that year after year this person lost his childishness and became more heroic, and when he turned around and looked back, he was amazed... It was only then that he remembered that Lu Yang had once There is a title that they have long forgotten.

——No.1 in the real world.

First in cultivation, first in talent, first in unscrupulousness, and it seems that there is also the first in appearance.

At that time, Ning Nineteen suddenly understood Wu Zhen's obsession with Lu Yang, and at the same time, he also confirmed in his heart that towards Lu Yang - the former big devil who survived his calamity - gradually became clearer. Feelings.

Just these, he naturally wouldn't tell Mu Shao.