Save the world with a plot

Made of marble and painted with black oil, it refracts bright light in the sun, making this majestic and massive city lord's mansion as majestic as a black dragon. A one-hit vase building.In fact, its defensive power and offensive power are both unique.From Xuan Xing's point of view, even a single blow from a cultivator who transforms the spirit may be able to resist, but looking at this exiled place, there will be no cultivator who transforms the spirit.In this way, this city lord's mansion can be called impenetrable.

Now, the city lord's mansion is to the west of the middle, and the second son's Xiaozhuli is further to the west, the west wing.

Sheng Yan, who has recovered his male body, came over in a hurry, and when he saw Xuan Xing, he shouted anxiously, "Is the second son really reliable, we are like a wolf."

"So what if it's reliable, so what if it's unreliable?" Xuan Xingru, an old monk, settled down, with neither salty nor salty mouth, "You have also seen how strict the patrols are on the streets, and you will be found sooner or later. Who told you to offend me?" Is it the honorable young city lord? Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to trust the second son."

"Then what if he lied to us? They are brothers, and they gave us to his brother in a blink of an eye?"

"No, the Second Young Master has always been generous, and has repeatedly advised the young city master not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, it will not be like this." Xuan Xing seemed to be shaken for a moment, and immediately nodded as if masturbating.

After realizing that the shroud of spiritual consciousness that seemed to have disappeared all the time was removed, Xuan Xing hooked the corners of his mouth in a subtle way.

When someone takes refuge, he first says a few good words, and then responds with "good, good", and then takes them back to observe secretly. Xuan Xing is very clear about this kind of "virtue of a superior".

Sheng Yan curled his lips, "Just met once, and you are so sure of this second son's character? What if he is a hypocrite?"

"Oh, then you just wait to die." Xuan Xing closed his eyes and rested, no longer looking at Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan: "..." He felt that the little friend changed his painting style too quickly?Turning faces is faster than turning pages.

"No, Xuan Xing...do you have any plans?" Sheng Yan slowly responded.

Xuan Xing opened his eyes, "Finally there is some progress." He tapped his knuckles on the table lightly, making a blunt sound, and after pondering for a moment, said: "I'm afraid this Sheng Qing has been at odds with Sheng Yu for a long time, and he wants to replace him."

Sheng Yan opened his mouth, "How do you know?" Didn't the little friend just come out of the desert with him?

"All the way through the streets and alleys, integrated analysis."

"I didn't say that the two brothers didn't get along." You can't just open your mind after watching too many dramas.

Xuan Xing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sheng Yan, "This kind of thing."

Sheng Yan seriously asked for advice.

"You won't understand even if you say it."

Sheng Yan: "..."

In fact, it's not that Xuan Xing is bullying Sheng Yan, but that Sheng Qing is used to acting. He is good at superficially, but behind the scenes, people can't detect it. It's just that the calculation speed of Xuan Xing's brain has always been comparable to that of a giant online computer, and the probability theory is one. Counting, seeing thunder in a silent place, there is a 90.00% probability that Shengqing will want to replace it.Ask him to find a reason to tell Sheng Yan, he can only give a bunch of data, he has never been a person suitable for a teacher.

"So, let me show that you and I are good at formations. You are my half-brother. You were caught and separated. I was thrown into the desert after being smashed into the sea. I was saved by you. I can't do it now. I rely on skills. Presumably he I won't refuse, especially...at this critical moment when there seems to be something wrong with the large protective formation against monsters in the north."

Although Sheng Yan was hit by his friends, he has always had the vigorous vitality of weeds, so he asked without remembering: "There is something wrong with the guard formation? How do you know?"

"My guess."

"..."

"The level of monsters in the desert is extremely low. The patrol army seems to be looking for you, but they have captured many vagrants who are not exactly like you. I have observed that at least half of the vagrants are formation masters. The most important thing is that the people and horses in the city are frequently mobilized north. Shengqing was overly excited just after revealing a bit of formation skills."

Sheng Yan thought back slowly, slapped his thigh, "Yes, what you said makes sense."

"Okay," Xuan Xing put away the tone of a famous detective, and warned: "Someone will watch us, look at my face and speak, don't be so reckless like today."

Sheng Yan reacted back just now when Xuan Xing had been guiding him not to speak outrageous words, and suddenly found that his little friend's cultivation of transforming spirits had blown out the entire City Lord's Mansion in terms of realm, and suddenly felt a kind of coolness of "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger", However, he still wondered: "Do you have such a thing as 'face'?"

Xuan Xing: "..."

For the next three days, Shengqing raised the two of them with delicious food, good drinks, good beds, and a good house. He continued to test and investigate the two of them. Because of Shengyan's first entry into the exiled land, his brother couldn't investigate anything, but The latter is correct.

After basically confirming the credibility and formation level of the two of them, he put the main attack direction on Xuan Xing.

"To tell you the truth, brother Sheng Xing, a wild wave of monsters in the northern border broke out and damaged a small corner of the Peking University's protective formation a few years ago. It's unavoidable that people panicked and didn't make it public. It's just the right time for you to appear now."

Xuan Xing frowned, "Oh? That's how it is!"

Once Shengqing found out that he used righteousness, threatened him with holy flames, and lured him to use holy medicine for healing, Xuan Xing completely "boarded Shengqing's thief ship".

Afterwards, I don't know how Sheng Qing talked to the Lord of the Holy Demon City, probably because of some exaggeration, but the Lord actually wanted to meet the two of them in person.

Xuan Xing intuitively felt that Shengqing might want him to do something with the formation, but he didn't know what he was going to do, but it didn't matter.

He took Shengyan and followed Shengqing across the corridor. Although he no longer looked like a sickly and beautiful man, his steps were flimsy and devoid of evil spirit. When he walked too fast, he needed Shengyan to help him.

At the center of the entire City Lord's Mansion, there is a building that looks like a study.Before entering, the door opened, and a calm and majestic voice sounded, "Come in."

The lord of the Holy Demon City is about five hundred years old, with the peak cultivation of the Nascent Soul, and he maintains the appearance of a man in his prime in his forties, presumably for the sake of his majesty.Such precipitation made this man's mellow charm even more apparent.There are little maids playing fans on both sides, no accidents, probably they are the mothers of Sheng Yu and Sheng Qing, they are as delicate and pretty as [-] years old.

"Father." Sheng Qing performed the ceremony, Xuan Xing and Sheng Yan followed suit, "City Lord."

The Lord of the Holy Devil City is a qualified superior, and Xuan Xing also knows that since he moved in, his every move has been monitored by the Lord's spiritual consciousness.That's why the city lord didn't try any more, and didn't repeat the explanation, and went straight to the point, "Mr. is talented. I promise everything Qing'er said, as long as you repair the formation and come back. But..." He tapped lightly. As if knocking on the heart of the table, he raised his head and said with torch-like eyes, "However, before that, I should take a look at Mr.'s body. After all, there are specialties in surgery and targeted medicines, so it is convenient for me to find medicine for Mr.."

Sheng Yan tightened his five fingers holding Xuan Xing involuntarily, and the Lord of the Holy Demon City glanced at it with a vague look.

Xuan Xing's expression remained unchanged, he nodded, and smiled lightly, "Thank you then... Thank you, City Master, cough cough cough..." Before he finished speaking, he started coughing, thinking about a solution in his mind.

After all, he is not a demon. After a body check, everything is known. The demon's xenophobia is by no means just talking, especially in this exiled land where only demons can enter the entrance. It is really waiting for the group to be discovered. beaten.

If you expose your cultivation and use your spiritual power forcibly?impossible.Not to mention the strict city lord's mansion, even the holy demon city lord is unmatched by him now.

Extracting holy flame spiritual power to disguise?It doesn't work either.With that bit of foundation-building devilish energy, the future devil might be drawn out by himself before he can unify the five major bloodlines.

There was silence, only the weak cough sounded.After a while, Xuan Xing gasped for breath, his complexion was ridiculously white, he slowly stretched out a wrist, secretly gathering his spiritual power, he had no choice but to sneak attack and hold him hostage.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and the sound came first before anyone arrived.

"Father ordered me to come, what do you mean?" The voice was irritable and respectful, and in a blink of an eye, a young man in dark and fine clothes stepped inside.

With a sweep of his gaze, he suddenly felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock. His facial expression was blank for a moment, and he stared blankly at Xuan Xing's direction. He opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

A haze flashed across Sheng Qing's face, and he stepped forward and said, "Brother, this little friend Sheng Yan and his elder brother Sheng Xing are both masters of formation, I hope big brother won't get into trouble because of his beauty."

This is a bit impolite, whether it is to Sheng Yu or Sheng Yan.

Neither of them cared about it.

Sheng Yan felt very strange now, the original body's memory told him that this was the perverted big perverted young city lord, but his body had a strange eagerness to move, wanting to get close, wanting to touch, as if something in the opponent's body was calling him.He's spartan in an instant, is he already going to be a gay in this reasonable world of men and women?

He glanced at the "weak and helpless" handsome man Xuan Xing. Even if he wanted to become gay, it would be better if he was beautiful, well-cultivated, knowledgeable, and good-natured, right?How can you like that pervert with triangular eyes and brows who wants to destroy the world?

Sheng Junxiao's eyes only reflected the figure of a person, with a dark gown painted with golden dragon patterns, a black jade crown with hair tied, an excessively pale face, a powerless and vain breath, and forbearing eyebrows.

Yes, hurt?

right!At that time, he was injured so badly in the formation!

The other party's bloody appearance quickly flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help walking forward until the image in his eyes quickly receded——

Xuan Ying pulled Sheng Yan back a few steps, raised his head and said, "Young City Master."

The clear and cold voice was as usual, Sheng Junxiao was taken aback for a moment, his eyes turned slightly, and only then did he notice the person Xuan Xing was next to.

Consciousness gradually came back, and the Demon Lord inheritance in his body looked like he was about to rebel.He secretly gathered his strength and stared deeply at Xuan Xing.

After a while, irritability climbed up his once blank face again. He seemed angry and unwilling, but in the end he had no choice but to give Sheng Yan a hard look, and said to the Holy Demon City Lord: "Father arranged it, don't bother with your son."

Except for Xuan Xing, everyone thought Sheng Junxiao was looking at Sheng Yan just now. After all, the two were so close. After all, the young city lord had been chasing each other for more than a year.

Only Shengqing seemed to have doubts, but he didn't come up with anything after all.

The Lord of the Holy Demon City laughed, praised Sheng Yu, and turned his eyes to Xuan Xing again, "Sir, let me check my body."

"Hmph, what is his identity, and is he worthy of his father's inspection?" Sheng Yu folded his arms, staring at Xuan Xingyin with a pair of eyes, "The son is coming."

The Lord of the Holy Demon City did not reprimand Sheng Yu for being rude to Xuan Xing in his words, and said with a smile: "It's rare that you have such filial piety." After speaking, he didn't reply, but stood up and walked towards Xuan Xing .

With sharp eyes, Sheng Junxiao saw Xuan Xing's five fingers suddenly turned into fists, and he suddenly shouted, "Father."

The Holy Demon City Lord paused and turned around.

Sheng Junxiao said: "I caught that bastard for a whole year, and I clearly remembered that the other party was only at the fifth level of Qi refining a year ago, but now he has built a foundation, it must be weird!"

"Oh?" The Lord of the Holy Demon City was slightly surprised, the speed of advancement was indeed faster.

Sheng Yan raised his head and said coldly: "I hid in Tibet, and finally even entered the Great Western Desert, where there are countless monsters, fighting all day long. My advanced level was piled up with blood, and a noble person like the young city master naturally didn't understand It's gone."

For the potential inspired by life, throughout the ages, this is the most lacking.

Sheng Yu's face was dark when he heard it, and he was furious, "Slick tongue." He strode over, and ignored the presence of the Lord of the Holy Demon City, picked up Sheng Yan, and punched him, the sound of bones hitting could be heard The roots of the ears are numb.

Xuan Xing: "..." He always knew that the young city lord had a violent personality, but he didn't know that he was so violent that he was about to commit murder in front of the city lord. good.

Suddenly, his wrist went numb, and it was the Sheng Yuhu who bumped into him with his brisk movements.

A burst of devilish energy rushed in, miraculously surrounding the sea of ​​energy in the meridians, the heartbeat gradually slowed down to nothing, and it seemed that some kind of transformation was being carried out in the body.

"Ah——" Sheng Yan was knocked to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of ribs breaking, and the pig's face was on camera.Xuan Xing looked away in horror, and looked at the young city lord Sheng Yu who was rumored to be sexually violent but also seemingly violent.

He is helping him?

Xuan Xing was secretly frightened, he found out that he was unusual from the very beginning, and used the cover of berserk pounces to infuse him with demonic energy.

I just don't know what to help him for?

How did he discover his human identity!

"Yu'er!" The Holy Demon City Lord shouted loudly.

Sheng Junxiao turned his head, his face was ferocious, he was violent and cruel, and Xuan Xing felt that he was convinced by this acting skill.

The Lord of the Holy Demon City frowned. It seemed that his son really liked and cared about this Holy Flame. It was rare to see him lose control like this.

Sheng Junxiao clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged. After taking a few breaths, he calmed down a little bit, and lay down on the big chair beside him, "Father, I lost my mind."

The Holy Demon City Lord sighed helplessly, shook his head, and asked Sheng Yan: "Little friend, it's okay."

If it wasn't for the accidental cover, Xuan Xing would have wanted to scold her, what a holy demon city lord, can he be more perfunctory?He used to squat down to help the poor future Lord Demon Lord.

But Sheng Yan grabbed Xuan Xing's arm and stood up by himself, spat out a mouthful of blood, his gaze was like a wild wolf, "I can't die."

For a moment, Xuan Xing felt that the other party was different.

——The strong are respected.

——If the cultivation base is low, even if someone beats him to death in the street, he is also incompetent.

——If you have a high level of cultivation and don't treat others like ants, that is your self-restraint and realm; but if your cultivation is not good, you can't stop others from treating you like ants.

Xuan Xing's words from the past flashed across his mind, word by word, engraved into his heart.

In the past, Xuan Xing took such good care of him that he even had the illusion of playing a customs clearance game, forgetting that this is a real and cruel world.

He grabbed Xuan Xing's wrist and clenched his teeth, he wanted to become stronger.

"It's fine." The city lord of the Holy Devil's words were first-class, he nodded without changing his face, and then shot out a cloud of gentle devilish energy to heal Sheng Yan.

But Sheng Yan stepped away, his side face was as cold as ice, "Don't dare to bother."

The Lord of the Holy Demon City raised his eyebrows, not caring about the other party's ignorance, but admiring, "Young man is kind."

But he did not forget about Xuan Xing, his eyes shifted slightly, Xuan Xing helped Sheng Yan come over, a cold smile appeared on his pale face, "Is this the protection that the city lord promised me?" Impressive.

The Lord of the Holy Demon City showed surprise, and after checking Xuan Xing's injury, he said in surprise: "It turned out that the golden core was exploded."

How could the golden core survive after being exploded?

Once the cultivation base of Jindan Peak, no wonder there is such an aura.

Although he was only a former strong man, he can endure the torture of exploding golden core, which is worthy of respect anyway, not to mention that he can also use the other party's formation skills. It will happen." He gave Sheng Yu a warning look.

"Then I believe in the prestige of the Lord of the King and the City."

After everyone left, Sheng Qing took a half-step slowly and stayed for a while.

Knowing what the little son was thinking, the Lord of the Holy Demon City said bluntly: "I observed that Sheng Xing, and I vaguely felt a sense of vastness. It is hard to believe that the other party is a useless person, so I suspect that it is a fine work of other bloodlines mixed in. Now look at it. Come on, I guessed wrong."

As soon as Sheng Yan entered the west chamber, he screamed, "It hurts... Xuan... Brother!"

Xuan Xing folded his arms and watched coldly, then threw out a bottle of medicine, "No one is watching, don't call me brother."

Hearing this, Sheng Yan immediately said slyly: "Why didn't the Lord of the Holy Demon City find you?"

Xuan Xing frowned, "Sheng Yu used a very wonderful method to disguise my meridian Qi sea and even viscera Qi and blood."

Sheng Yan opened his mouth in disbelief.

Xuan Xing slapped the opponent's chin, "That's right, when you were hit by him."

Sheng Yan clutched his chin, and his eyes showed pain—it hurts so much, the little friend hit him harder than that perverted young city lord.

"I hit you because I didn't want to hear you yelling and interrupting me," Xuan Xing said without love from his teammates, and continued, "I don't know why Sheng Yu helped me, but I can only say that the other party is unfathomable." Narrowing his eyes, "It seems that I have to be more careful."

Then——Sheng Yan applied the ointment painstakingly by himself, and Xuan Xing turned around and left long ago.

Midday on the moon.

In the bedroom of Shaocheng's master, there was a very light rustling sound. Behind the veil, on the bed collapsed, a small thing the size of a palm emerged from the jet-black clothes that had softened into a puddle.

It crawled out, and looked around with its round cat eyes, and immediately crawled out with its short legs, familiar with the way.

Go around from the east to the west, and go along the breath from the west.

Outside the door, there are circles of protective formations. For protection, it is also the arrangement for Xuan Xing to show his skills to the Lord of the Holy Demon City.

Slap Boy sniffled, and crawled in more familiarly than walking through the corridor.

The window was slightly open, and it jumped onto the window.

The dark clouds are parting, revealing the moon, and the bright moonlight softly sprinkles on the handsome face of the sleeping person on the bed.

It seemed to be hit by something all of a sudden, and it seemed to be bewitched. It suddenly froze, didn't jump in, and just lay on the window and stared blankly.