The devil has too many vests

Yan Weilou knew clearly that he was dreaming again.

His consciousness wandered soberly in the dream, but was uncontrollably attached to one of them.

It was a magnificent palace, and there were only two people in the palace.Yan Weilou was very familiar with the appearance of these two people.

One was wearing a black robe, inlaid with gold threads, and had that mask of gods and ghosts on his face. At this time, his heart was pierced by an extremely strange dagger, and a steady stream of black smoke came out of it. There is still an air of disdain for the world.

He just looked up at the person standing in front of him in disbelief, his pupils were full of puzzlement, sorrow, and pain.

"Ah Bai, you...why?"

The monsters have been wiped out, and the human race ushered in great rule. This is the time when everyone should share the joy of victory. Why did my friend who has been regarded as a brother and fought side by side with me for many years choose to betray? When he was most defenseless, Fight back?

"Why? Oh, Yuan, what I hate the most is your pretending to be innocent!"

The person standing in front of him was also dressed in a black robe, but his demeanor was gloomy and cold. His handsome face was now gloomy, and his eyes were filled with jealousy and joy.He sneered and lowered his head.

"All of this should be mine! The glory of saving the world, the godly position admired by the world, the immortal name that will last forever, and even the merit and luck of saving the common people-all should be mine! It's you, a despicable demon from the sky. , took away everything that was destined to belong to me!"

"I am the protagonist of this world!!!"

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to get the heavenly book, I'm afraid I would still be in the dark, and I would always be grateful to you and regard you as a great benefactor and a great sage!"

Seeing his crazy state like madness, "Yuan" looked puzzled, and seemed to vaguely understand something in his heart.But the truth is like a decal covered in the window screen, a mirage reflected in the clouds, blurred and unreal.

The people in front of him became so strange to him.

He still remembered that when the two met for the first time, he was clearing a demon lair and rescued tens of thousands of miners from the dark and deep bottom of the spiritual vein mine.And this child was the only one who approached "Yuan" and asked him to teach him how to practice.

Even if the opponent has half of the blood of the demon, both the human race and the demon race regard him as a different kind.But "Yuan" couldn't ignore the child's sincere and firm eyes.

Afterwards, the child had many adventures, grew up rapidly, and became his most steadfast follower.

He regards it as his most important comrade-in-arms, brother, companion, and even called him a brother.In the end, it was the same brother who sneaked up on him at the end of the victory.

But no matter how I think about it, in the past, the other party's friendship with me was true, and he also sacrificed his life to save himself!

"Yuan" frowned, looked down at the blood dripping from his heart: "I don't understand..."

"Ha! If you don't understand, you don't understand!"

A self-deprecating sneer overflowed from the young man's lips.

"I used to think that it was you who changed my destiny, and I was willing to repay it with my life. In the end, I found out that without you, I should have had a better life! This world is mine!!!" He laughed and opened his eyes. Spread your arms.

"—So, please go to hell, brother."

As he spoke, the young man leaned over and held down the dagger, almost pressing it deeply into "Yuan"'s heart.He whispered softly, and a deep look of hope appeared in his eyes.

"...Give me back everything I have."

Countless strands of pitch-black smoke scattered from "Yuan", his soul seemed to be cut by thousands of threads, and his mind was almost in a trance in the severe pain.

He no longer cared about hiding it in front of others, the two golden sundials of time in his pupils spun, burning with a lot of power of time, he felt that everything around him was flowing backwards, and even the broken soul began to heal.

call……

A thick layer of fog seemed to float between the sky and the earth, and the originally clear dreams were blown hazy and blurred by the fog, turning into flying fragments.

By the time everything was restored, the scene in the temple had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Yuan", who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, seemed to have regained his vitality. He didn't care to wipe the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, and was stepping on the young man he called "A Bai" under his feet.

This kick was extremely strong, the young man gritted his teeth and grunted, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and countless cracks centered on him, spreading from under him to the surroundings of the hall, pieces of marble floor shattered.

"You saved my life..." "Yuan"'s voice didn't have the slightest joy of turning defeat into victory, but with indescribable heaviness, "I won't kill you this time."

An extremely terrifying aura rose from him, the whole palace shook, and chains of golden light entwined around him one after another.

"But you never want to leave again, just reflect on it here..."

The dazzling golden brilliance of the sky flooded everything around, and trembling void cracks, rippling space ripples, and sinking palaces could be vaguely seen, all of which went away with his gradually disappearing words.

Yan Weilou seemed to float up from the sea suddenly, breathing in the salty and humid air in his chest, he suddenly woke up.

The cold wind is blowing, and the Ten Miles of Taoyuan is invincible. The young man Shi Shiran was lying under the tree, but a peach blossom petal was blown by the wind and fell quietly on his eyelid.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

His pitch-black pupils gradually turned from dazed to sober, reflecting a trembling crimson petal, flashing across the long eyelashes, and rolling down from the side of his face to the ground.

"Another dream..."

I don't know if it was because of coming to the old place back then, or because of the influence of Su Xinghan's deep sleep on the spirit of this piece of heaven and earth. During this time, Yan Weilou often fell asleep in Taoyuan.

Although the dream was fragmented and incoherent, like a movie CG after another, Yan Weilou gradually remembered many things.

He seemed to be being eroded by those past memories.

This made him a little unhappy, not to mention having such an unpleasant dream today.

"White Emperor..."

Yan Weilou unconsciously recalled the statue of the White Emperor he saw in a small village when he first entered the Vast Sea Secret Realm, and what he heard about the White Emperor from the villagers... Is there any connection between the two?

There was faint doubt in Yan Weilou's eyes, and there was a vague thought that was about to come out, but it was circling in his mind, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Also, what exactly did he mean?"

If Yan Weilou was a native, he might not understand what the other party was talking about, and would even take it as crazy.

However, after repeatedly recalling those fragments in the dream, he vaguely came up with a strange conjecture.

"Could it be that there really is an unmodifiable fate in this world? Or, if this world is just a novel, then that person is the original protagonist of the novel, and I'm just a book traveler who got into it by mistake..."

Strange thoughts swirled in his mind, and Yan Weilou faintly felt that his world view was about to collapse.He quickly stopped his wild thoughts.

"It seems that we have to go to the secret realm of the vast sea. Maybe we can find something..."

·

In the vast sea world, the prefectural city of Qingyang Prefecture is more prosperous than ever.

Ever since the palace lord Chu Wushuang found a group of martial arts experts from nowhere, the little monsters in the surrounding wilderness were almost slaughtered, and the big monsters didn't dare to make trouble. The entire Qingyang Mansion was wiped out.

Today, there is one more guest in the City Lord's Mansion.

Chu Wushuang looked at the uninvited young man in white in front of him, and his eyes lit up: "Mr. Yan!"

He met this Yan Wulun Young Master Yan through Yan Weilou, and he has been serving as a link between him and everyone in Cold Stone City since then.

During this period of time, Chu Wushuang's friendship with him felt like a spring breeze, wishing to get to know him sooner.

"President!"

"Yan Wulun" raised his hand in a salute, and said in a warm voice: "I'm coming down to see the Palace Master today, because I have something to ask."

Chu Wushuang hurriedly brought someone to the study to sit down, and asked curiously: "What is it that can still trouble Mr. Yan? I'm really interested."

"Yan Wulun" had a slight arc on his lips, and said slowly: "Wuhe, it is the famous White Emperor in this world. Recently, I am a little curious about the origin and whereabouts of this person, and I vaguely know that he may not be in this world." .”

He has a handsome and elegant appearance, and his tone of voice is gentle and pleasant. He is low-key and easy-going on weekdays, generous and generous, and he can be said to have friends everywhere.

Even Chu Wushuang, who has not known him for a long time, has long been impressed by the charm of this Xiaoyao landlord, and immediately began to think seriously.

"Well, if you want to talk about Baidi, there are naturally many stories about him."

After all, Chu Wushuang came from a wealthy family, unlike those rural villagers who highly respected Baidi.

"Everyone knows that—thousands of years ago, when the spirit pet mounts and the like that had been subdued by the human race suddenly rioted, and when the monsters who broke free from their original shackles wrecked the world, it was the White Emperor who turned out to kill the monsters, Save the common people. After that, the White Emperor fell into a deep sleep, and the place where he slept was also regarded as a holy city."

Chu Wushuang said it one by one in a bland tone, like reciting history books over and over again.Then he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Of course, there is actually another theory circulating in a small area in the dark."

"That is—the original thing was directed and acted by Baidi himself. He secretly released a group of demons, and then descended from the sky to save the common people. He was regarded as the savior by the world, and he gained great fame through this."

Speaking of this, Chu Wushuang's tone clearly reveals a touch of sarcasm: "This kind of statement originally came from the big demon. Those demon kings with noble blood can inherit the memory of their ancestors. Maybe they know the truth at the beginning. But of course everyone doesn't believe it. Who would believe the demons' sowing dissension and malicious smearing?"

He has always been unrestrained, unrestrained and unrestrained, even when the corners of his mouth are curled up like sarcasm, it is difficult to see who is being ironic.

"Yan Wulun" nodded thoughtfully, "Mr. Yan also heard similar words from King Ling when he helped Qingyang Mansion defend the city last time."

At that time, King Ling also said that this world is just a huge cage, and only jailers who have one of the five tokens can enter and exit freely.And the person imprisoned in this cage...maybe a demon, or maybe Baidi.

Chu Wushuang nodded in understanding, and hurriedly reminded: "By the way, you and I can say these things in private, it's better not to talk nonsense outside. There are many fanatics of Baidi, especially in the Holy City, as long as there are people there If you say something bad about Bai Di, you will never have the chance to see the sun again!"

"Yan Wulun" said: "Thank you for reminding me. I'm very interested in Baidi, and I just want to go to the holy city, and I just enjoy the scenery of this place along the way."

Chu Wushuang's voice raised a level: "Are you going to the Holy City?!"

"Yes. I also need the help of the Palace Master to issue an identity document for me to walk."

The identity verification system in the Vast Sea Secret Realm is much stricter than that in the Great Land of Shenzhou. Because there are demons in this area, every big human city is guarded, and foreigners must show their identity documents when entering and leaving. As a black household, "Yan Wulun" first thought of asking Chu Wushuang for help.

Facts have proved that he was right.After all, Chu Wushuang is the lord of a mansion, so it is very simple to issue an identity document.After getting the identity document, "Yan Wulun" set off on the road soon without further delay.

The Vast Sea Realm is not peaceful, especially in the wilderness outside the city, where demons are entrenched.

"Yan Wulun" was arrested ten times within ten days of departure.On average, they are captured by monsters once a day.

But every time, he was arrested only in the morning, and he was released safe and sound before the sun set.On the contrary, those monsters who originally killed and eaten people seemed to be "influenced" by this Xiaoyao landlord, and they were willing to be sent by him, which is really incomprehensible.

Naturally, this was not because of any halo that "Yan Wulun" suddenly opened, but because of a special secret method "Sutra of Saving Demons".To transform demons, as the name suggests, this is a secret method to exert influence on demons through the influence of the soul, spiritual suggestion, and mind control.

This secret method came from Yan Weilou's dream, it was created by "Yuan" back then, but before it could be used, the demons on the vast land of Shenzhou had already been wiped out by him.

"Demonic Sutra" was originally a leisurely work, and it was only a rough creation back then, with many flaws.Although the power is very terrifying, it is very difficult to get started.

In addition to requiring oneself to have a special temperament with great affinity, which makes people hard to guard against, one must also possess a very high state of mind and soul.And except for a very small number of people with extraordinary talents, only heavenly beings can meet the standard.

——If there is a realm of heaven and man, it is completely possible to physically convince demons, so why bother to practice the "Sutra of Saving Demons"?

Looking at it now, maybe the former "Yuan" has indeed reached a certain unbelievable state. I don't know if it is a coincidence, or he has already seen through the future.This exercise is just right for him today.

"Yan Wulun" went all the way, and further perfected the "Demonic Sutra" on the bodies of all kinds of monsters.Unknowingly, as more and more monsters were "converted" by him, he gradually became somewhat legendary.

There is no imperial clan in the vast sea realm, but the territory is divided by clan.

The entire territory of the human race was divided among the three ancient clans of Fufeng, Yuan, and Zhuiyang.

Qingyang Mansion is one of the prefectures under Fufeng's rule.

After "Yan Wulun" left Qingyang Mansion, he went all the way north, unknowingly, he had already left the territory of Fufeng Clan and arrived at the border between the two clans bordering Yuan Clan.

And he, who was on the road alone, had already gathered more than a dozen followers around him.

Among them are the ascetic monks who traveled the world alone, and the children of rich families who went out for a walk. They were all rescued from the lair of demons by "Yan Wulun"—that is to say, not only was he safe and sound, but he was released by the demons every day. This time actually rescued many people.

These people did not leave, but kept saying that they were overwhelmed by "Yan Wulun"'s demeanor and wanted to repay the grace of saving their lives, so they all followed behind him.

"Yan Wulun" knew exactly how many of them were sincerely grateful, and how many of them wanted to explore his secret of transforming demons.But he never refused.

Anyway, no matter what the original purpose is, as long as time goes by, it will become his person in the end :).

Not long after the group entered the territory of the Yuan Clan, smoke and dust suddenly billowed in the wilderness in the distance, and the ground rumbled.Looking from a distance, a large white torrent rushes in, as if thousands of troops are galloping, shaking the sky and shaking the earth.

"Not good!" In the team, a girl from the Yuan clan yelled coquettishly, and quickly shouted, "It's too late to say more. Mr. Yan, and everyone, let's find a place to hide!"

Everyone was no longer a rookie. Hearing what she said, they didn't ask any more questions. They glanced around and immediately retreated into a mountain range to the west.

But almost everyone subconsciously protected the weak-looking "Yan Wulun" in the middle.

Everyone hid in the mountains, restraining their breath, only feeling a huge terrifying coercion passing by not far away.The birds and animals in the mountains are all silent, and the air is almost stagnant.It seems that there is a huge wheel that crushes the world and the world is passing by itself, and if there is any accident, he will be crushed to death.

"That is……"

A group of people watched the pale torrent sweeping away from a distance, and those with good knowledge had already called out.

"Holy City Silver Armored Army!"

"Yan Wulun" looked puzzled, while the people beside him started talking one after another.

"Is it exclusive to the Holy City, used to deal with the rebellion who surrendered to the demons and blasphemed the White Emperor, and the army whose power is above the three major clans?!"

"Shh, be careful! I heard that this is a group of lunatics. When arresting rebels, they never worry about hurting innocent people. If we didn't avoid them just now, they would run into them without blinking an eye. They would never deliberately detour!"

"Is it really the Silver Armored Army? I've only heard it from the elders in my family before, and this is the first time I've seen it..."

"Absolutely not mistaken, it is indeed the Silver Armored Army of the Holy City!" The girl named Yuan Xiyuan said solemnly, "Why did the Silver Armored Army appear here? Is it to arrest the rebels, or... the Yuan family came out?" What's up?!"

"Yan Wulun" raised his hand slightly and pressed down, and with just one movement, everyone spontaneously quieted down.He said softly: "Okay, it's useless for everyone to think wildly here. If we want to know what happened, we'd better hurry and find the nearest city first."

Yuan Xiyuan nodded again and again: "Young Master Yan is right. I will lead the way, I know the safest path."

Everyone speeded up, followed the shortcut guided by Yuan Xiyuan, bypassed most of the lairs of the big monsters, and headed all the way to the nearest Yushan City in Yuan's territory.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the city, I realized something was wrong.

At the gate of the city, which was supposed to be closely inspected, there were no guards at this time. The gate was open, and the streets in the city were in a mess, as if swept by a storm.

A bad premonition came to mind, Yuan Xiyuan rushed in first and rushed into the city.

She grabbed a passerby and burst out with a sudden burst of qi: "What happened here?"

"The city, the city lord has been taken away!" The passerby caught by her tremblingly said, as if the whole person was still immersed in great shock, "The 36 members of the city lord's family have been taken away!"

Yuan Xiyuan was furious, her lips trembling slightly: "What?! Who did it?"

The man replied in a trance: "It's a group of generals in silver armor, all of them carrying big knives. I heard that it's because the city lord destroyed the Baidi Temple in private, hooked up with demons, and committed a crime against the clan..."

Yuan Xiyuan suddenly let go of her hands, with a complicated expression on her face.

A group of people behind him also gathered around: "Could it be that Yushan City is the target of the Silver Armored Army? If I remember correctly, the city owner here should be a side branch of the Yuan Clan."

"Hey, I'm still a member of the Yuan clan, but I can't even think about hooking up with demons? What a waste of all the human food I've eaten for so many years!"

Several people thought they had discovered the reason why Yuan Xiyuan's complexion was so bad, and they comforted each other: "Which clan has no unworthy children? Girl Yuan, relax, don't worry about this kind of person."

"Yan Wulun" glanced across Yuan Xiyuan's face silently, as if he had discovered something, with a gentle smile on his lips, he said via voice transmission:

"Ms. Yuan, don't worry too much. Since the Silver Armored Army didn't deal with the city lord on the spot, I don't think there will be any danger of life for the time being. Maybe there is still a chance to rescue..."

Yuan Xiyuan's expression was shocked suddenly, and her faint eyes gradually became firm again: "Yes, there is still a chance."

She murmured something that everyone couldn't understand, looked at Yan Wulun, and asked through the same voice transmission: "Mr. Yan, I don't know if I'm free, I have an important matter to discuss with you."

"Yan Wulun" couldn't help smiling, his smile was always as intoxicating as the moon and the wind.

"...Of course there is, I will listen carefully."

He had a hunch that he might discover an interesting secret, and it might be related to him.

That night, after everyone settled down in the city, "Yan Wulun" came to the back mountain of the city lord's mansion as agreed.A graceful figure of a girl is already waiting here.

"Young Master Yan, you are indeed here. I never misread you." Yuan Xiyuan's tone was a little excited, "You must have guessed something, right?"

"Yan Wulun" was slightly stunned: "That's not true. It's just that Miss Yuan probably has a deep relationship with the city lord of Yushan City. And there is no absolute, even if there is a one in a million possibility, the city lord was wronged , if Miss Yuan needs my help, I will do my part."

The implication is that he came purely for the purpose of helping others.Yuan Xiyuan was greatly moved, and became more and more admirable for the character of Mr. Yan.

She said softly: "Master Yan treats me with sincerity, and I can't deceive Mr. Yan. You guessed it right, the Lord of Yushan City is my biological elder brother. He has never hooked up with demons... This must be planted by those lackeys." of!"

Yuan Xiyuan cursed bitterly, and continued: "If it is said that he destroys the Baidi Temple privately, I believe it - temple sacrifices are worthy of incense. He is worthy of Baidi too!"

"Yan Wulun" looked at her in surprise, it was the first time in this world that he met someone who showed such blatant disdain and disgust towards Bai Di.

Yuan Xiyuan opened her mouth to explain, and made a big move as soon as she opened her mouth: "My original family name is not Yuan, but "Yuan"..."

These words seemed to be a bit convoluted, the girl raised her finger and wrote them stroke by stroke in mid-air.A word exuding a faint gleam quietly emerged in the night.

The smile on the corner of "Yan Wulun"'s lips froze unknowingly, and almost collapsed: "...surname Yuan?!"

... No way, did he still have descendants?This is too much to cheat yourself!