There are not many villains like him.

This kind of boss character with mysterious identity and strong ability is very similar to the setting of the villain big boss in the novel. Xiao Lianbi tried hard to recall whether there is such a similar character in the original book, but he couldn't think of anything.

"If Lian Xiao is interested in our new demon king, he will be able to see it in the parade half a month later."

When Xiao Lianbi heard it, he became interested, "This devil will still be parading in the streets?"

Wan Tengjue nodded with a smile, "The devil is also the lord of the city, and the parade is meant to celebrate with the people. If Lian Xiao wants to go, I can make arrangements for you now, okay?"

Xiao Lianbi hurriedly waved his hands and refused, although he was somewhat interested in this new devil, but not to the point where he had to see him.

Moreover, he is a person of the righteous way, so it is inappropriate to appear in the parade ceremony of the Demon Lord.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Wancheng, but I'll just stay in the mansion."

Wan Tujue didn't continue to persuade, "That's fine."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the direction where Wan Chenghu was, looking like he was going to wake him up, but before he took a few steps, someone came outside the house.

The maid stood in front of the door and said softly: "Master, there is a distinguished guest."

Wan Tengjue covered Wan Tenghu's body with the thin quilt on the side of the couch, adjusted the corners of the quilt for the other party, and walked up to Xiao Lianbi, "There is a visitor in the house, I have to go Reception, Hu'er sleeps too soundly, I'm afraid someone will wake him up if someone brings him back to the room now, can Lian Xiao let Hu'er take a nap with you?"

Xiao Lianbi nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master Wanqi, I will take Hu'er back to his room when Hu'er wakes up."

"Then thank you Lian Xiao."

After Wan Tengjue thanked him, he followed the maid out of the room and walked all the way to the study. When he arrived at the study, he saw a man sitting on the main seat.

The man was wearing a black robe inlaid with gold thread, and there were three pure gold accessories of different sizes on his waist, which looked like a wild animal and two koi fish. At this moment, he folded his hands in front of his chest, two On the thumbs of each hand, there is a pure gold finger the size of a pigeon egg. From head to toe, the whole person is stunned to use the words glittering and luxurious to the extreme.

When he saw Wan Chengjue coming, he had a displeased expression on his face, "Why did you arrive so late? I've already finished a pot of tea."

Wan Tujue put away the smile on his face, walked to the other side and sat down, "I am a little palace master, and I do the heaviest tasks under the devil's hand. I am often too busy to get away. Master Fan Chong, are you on par with me? You are a big celebrity next to Mojun, you don’t need to do anything, just sit back and enjoy your achievements.”

Not only was Fan Chong not angry when he heard this, but he smiled and said, "What? Do you envy me that I can win the favor of the devil?"

Wan Tujue rolled his eyes at him, "Yes, I'm so envious."

Fan Chong laughed a few times, took a few sips of tea from the side, and said slowly: "It's useless for you to be envious, the friendship between me and the devil is dead, I think the devil was just a... ..."

Wan Chengjue hurriedly interrupted him, "All right, all right, you've said that in front of me no less than twenty times."

Fan Chong was not angry when he was interrupted by the other party. Instead, he patted Wan Qijue on the shoulder in a consoling tone, "This man, don't be too jealous, otherwise it will be difficult to please women..."

"I don't need to bother you." Wan Chengjue patted Fan Chong's hand on his shoulder as he said, "I like men."

When Fan Chong heard the words, he quickly withdrew his hand on Wan Qijue's shoulder, and said with a sneer, "Hahaha... I almost forgot that you don't like women hahaha..."

Wan Tujue rolled his eyes at the other party again, "I'm very picky, you can't get into the eyes of the master of this hall."

Fan Chong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly understood the demeaning meaning in the other party's words, and snorted angrily, "I still don't like you!"

Wan Tengjue didn't care. After adding hot tea to his teacup, he looked at the rising mist and said indifferently: "You came to my house to talk to me, right? Let's talk first, I'm very busy, I don't have anything important to do, so I sent someone to see off the guests."

"I don't believe your nonsense! You are so eager to chase me away, probably because you have found a few new loves recently!"

Wan Chengjue raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "You know me so well?"

Fan Chong snorted, "Who knows you? How many people in Sleepless City don't know your romantic history? I dare say that at least [-]% of the broken sleeves in Sleepless City have been slept by you!"

"Don't dare, [-]% don't have it." Wan Tujue paused here, recalled for a while before slowly saying: "[-]% should be there, because the master of the palace is still very picky."

Fan Chong's eyes almost rolled to the sky, but it wasn't the first day he knew Wan Qijue, and it wasn't the first time he had seen Wan Qijue's flamboyant character, so he secretly sweated for the new person he liked, This topic was uncovered.

"I didn't come to you this time to hear about your love history!"

The heat in the teacup has dissipated a lot at this moment, Wan Qijue picked up the teacup and took a sip, "If you have anything to say, hurry up."

"It's not about the succession ceremony of the Demon Lord. The black unicorn used in the parade went mad for no reason last night and killed two animal trainers. Now it's locked in the dungeon, but it's still uneasy."

Wan Tujue put down the teacup and frowned, "Mo Qilin's temperament has always been obedient, how could he go crazy for no reason?"

"I don't know either." Fan Chong scratched his head, "According to the guards, that black unicorn has stopped eating since the day before yesterday, no matter how much it is fed, there is nothing unusual about it other than that. .”

Wan Chengjue paused, and said, "But shouldn't Youdian have been in charge of this matter? Why did you come to me?"

"The master of Youdian is not in the city now, so I have no choice but to ask you who once raised the ink unicorn to help."

Wan Tengjue frowned upon hearing this, "It's half a month before the Demon Lord's succession ceremony, why is he still outside after the barrier is closed?"

Fan Chong laughed, but didn't answer the other party's question directly.

Wan Tujue frowned even deeper, and after a while, he tentatively said, "...Demon Monarch, haven't you returned to the city yet?"

Fan Chong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the other party would expose what he wanted to hide so quickly.He could only sigh, and said a little dejectedly: "Yes, you guessed it right."

"The succession ceremony is about to begin, and the Demon Lord has not returned to the city at this time, what exactly is he trying to do?"

Fan Chong scratched the tip of his nose, and said hesitantly: "It's not because of that technique...he will be away from the city for a period of time every month, it's not like you don't know..."

Wan Tengjue rolled his eyes, "For such a big event as the succession ceremony, I thought the Demon Lord would stay in the city and prepare carefully."

Fan Chong waved his hand at him, sighed and said: "The devil... he doesn't value anything except that matter. We are the only ones who have worked hard to prepare for this succession ceremony."

Immediately after Fan Chong finished speaking, he realized that his words were wrong, and hurriedly added: "I'm not saying that the devil doesn't care about the affairs of the clan, it's just that the incident had a profound impact on him. I couldn’t get out, and I’m still using that technique every month..."

What he said was still a bit confusing. Seeing that Wan Qijue was silent, he thought that the other party didn't understand, so he said again: "Do you understand what I mean? If you don't understand, I will say it again, my mouth is stupid , it would be bad for you to misunderstand the Demon Lord..."

Wan Tengjue shook his head, and said thoughtfully: "You don't need to explain, I understand what you mean. It's just that I am still a little surprised that our demon king is still an infatuated species..."

A hundred years ago, Wan Tujue was just an unpopular little hall master under Chi Wuxie's command. It wasn't until the new demon king killed Chi Wuxie that he was promoted. He became the master of the underworld, one of the two most powerful temples under the demon king.

At that time, he didn't understand why the demon king chose him, so he took the initiative to go to the other party's palace to ask.

That was also the first time he met this new Demon Lord, but he still remembers the shock that the other party gave him at that time.

In the dark and silent hall, dimly lit by candlelight, a tall man in black, wearing a silver half-face mask, sits on a dignified seat above several steps through the chaotic veil.

There wasn't even a word or even a look in the eyes, just separated by a gauze curtain, Wan Qijue could feel the cold and murderous aura brought by this demon king.

Facing the new demon king, Wan Tujue's body began to tense unconsciously, and a crazy idea kept clamoring in his heart, telling him to leave here as soon as possible.

But Wan Tujue still bit the bullet and stayed, and didn't run away because of the fear in his heart.

He stepped forward boldly, trying to make his voice sound calm, "Dare to ask the devil, the old department of the previous devil in the city has already surrendered to you, why don't you keep them and continue to make good use of them, instead promote me like this?" An unknown person?"

Time goes by bit by bit, the air freezes bit by bit, Wan Tujue has not gotten an answer from the other party for a long time, his back is already wet with sweat, and the last line of defense in his heart is about to be destroyed by the aura of this demon king. When the oppression was exhausted, the other party spoke.

"They have been executed. If you can't do well in this position, you will be next."

The deep voice, the tone without waves, is not mixed with the slightest emotion in this world, it is empty as if it will disappear if you grasp it.

It was obviously such a pale and dull tone, but the aura and words that the other party exuded were quite different from it, making the only listener, Wan Qijue, feel cold all over his body, sweating profusely, and immediately dispelled the just-sentence in his mind. Absurd ideas born.

Wan Tengjue no longer remembers how he got out of that palace at that time, but every time he recalls this scene in his mind, he is still terrified.

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Copywriting: Shen Jinghe looked at the people behind him and raised his eyebrows, "Why do you always follow me wherever I go?"

Liang Yan smiled casually, "The Sixth Prince is unreasonable because of his identity in the Tian family. I'm going to suppress pirates, so I just happen to be on the same road."

"What if I go to Hanzhou?"

Think hard, "Desert horse bandits are rampant."

"What if I go to Longxi?"

"I heard that the Qiang people are about to move."

"If I..."

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In the previous life, Shen Jinghe, the weak and wise son of a noble family, was reborn as a grassroots prince living among the people in this life.

Green tiles, flying jade, carved railings and jade railings, and within the vermilion palace walls, are the turbulent clouds under the singing, music and dancing, and also the hidden murderous intentions of Yan Xiaoyan.

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