The devil has too many vests

In the southern border of the Northern Desert, on the continuous snowfield.

Clans and tribes, large and small, settled here, and later exiles from Dongli and Nanyong poured in here, gradually forming a famous city in the south.

Its naming method is the same as Fengsheng Town not far away, named Fengsheng City.

It was just dawn, and one of the three most influential clans in Fengsheng City, the Tuoba clan, was in a mansion in the city, which was the private mansion of the eldest son Tuoba Hong, and a strong medicinal fragrance was permeating the air.

A few nimble little maids hurried through the arched door with medicine jars in their hands and headed towards the courtyard.A handsome young man in light fur followed.

Seeing this scene, other people passing by couldn't help whispering.

"I really don't know what Eldest Young Master thinks, to bring such a sick man of unknown origin into the mansion, treat him as a guest of honour, and promise to find someone for him..."

"That's right, I don't know how much precious medicinal materials are spent every day. Even if the mansion has money, it can't help spending so much. Is it true that the Eldest Young Master has taken a fancy to that man as others said?"

"Maybe it's true. I met that person by chance the day before yesterday. He was really indescribably good-looking! Just, just a little less popular, just like the statue enshrined in the temple. Looking at it, one can't help thinking Confess him. It's really evil!"

While these servants were discussing, a girl in green clothes happened to pass by, and she snapped at her sharply: "Shut up! You are free to discuss the eldest son's private affairs? If you have time, you might as well do more, otherwise , Beware of the monthly money this month!"

Saying that, the green-clothed girl glanced at the few people who begged for mercy in a low voice, and then stepped into the courtyard without looking back.

Facing the gate of the courtyard is a small pond. Although it is icy and snowy and the wind is biting, the water in the pond is trickling, and there are still fishes and shrimps playing.

For unknown reasons, the trees, flowers and plants around the pond were scattered, as if they had been severely ravaged by the cold wind at night, and there were criss-cross traces everywhere.

A man in white sat with his back facing her in the gazebo in the pool, his back straightened like a bamboo in the wind.The waterfall-like black hair was loosely pulled up by a snow-white hair band, and all of it fell behind him.With just a thin back, there is a feeling of repelling people thousands of miles away.

In front of the white-clothed man, stood the elder son Tuobahong whom she had been thinking about. At this time, he was leaning down and talking to the white-clothed man, but the other party just shook his head indifferently.

"Master Bai, I heard that you got up suddenly in the middle of the night yesterday and played the piano in the yard all night?"

In the gazebo, Tuoba Hong called Sheng Su Xinghan by his pseudonym in a concerned voice.

"...Suddenly a little unhappy."

Su Xinghan brushed his fingers over the strings in front of him, his slightly lowered eyes were shrouded in mist.He has a face full of frost, even though it is cold and indifferent, without any expression, it is still beautiful like a painting.

Tuoba Hong looked at this face, and thought about the various treasures that were inadvertently revealed on the other party's body, and the impatience in his heart disappeared as soon as it arose.

He frowned with disapproval, and looked extremely concerned: "You are not in good health. You must never do such a thing again in the future. If you are in a bad mood, just come to me—"

"Suddenly want to kill, if you don't use the sound of the piano to vent..."

Su Xinghan finally raised his eyes and glanced at him.In those sleepy eyes, there was a icy cold light like a sharp sword, sweeping away all the mist, fierce and fierce.

"—I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

Tuoba Hong, who originally wanted to get close, suddenly shuddered, but was pinned in place by the other party's vicious gaze, unable to move.

He let out a long breath, his face turned blue and white, and he forced a smile: "Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Bai to be able to joke."

"I never joke, at least I won't joke with you." Su Xinghan retorted back without losing face, and looked straight at him, as if something was about to break free from his eyes, "If no one is found, I will It's really out of control."

Tuo Bahong smiled awkwardly yet politely again, scolding his mother countless times in his heart.

This man in white who claimed his surname was Bai Mingnian was cheated from Fengsheng Town a few days ago. He just mentioned the influence of the Tuoba clan in the local area and agreed to help him find someone. Don't ask, obediently entered the house.

Tuoba Hong's hobbies are different from ordinary people since he was a child, he likes both red makeup and blue makeup.It's rare to meet such a beautiful woman, not only is she extravagant and seems to have an extraordinary family background, but also has a simple and deceitful personality, which really suits his taste, so he wants to slowly coax people over, so as to gain both money and wealth.Who knew that this person was really invited into the mansion, only to find out that the other party is so difficult to deal with.

There is no one else who has the talent to be cold-hearted when he opens his mouth!No matter how beautiful he looks, he can't bear it.

Thinking about the other party's extravagant moves, Tuoba Hong barely suppressed his displeasure at being repeatedly offended.I was about to say two more contradictory words.

"Before you promised to help me find someone, did someone find it?" Su Xinghan frowned slightly, brushing a hand over his heart, feeling the sudden loneliness lingering in it, which made him even more nervous unbearable.

He covered his mouth and let out a series of low coughing sounds.

Tuoba Hong shook his head in embarrassment: "Sorry, the time is too short, and the clues you provided are not enough..." The most important thing is that he never thought of finding someone from the beginning to the end, so he was naturally very perfunctory.

"Eldest son!"

Someone yelled behind him, Tuoba Hong turned around, and saw the personal maid who had been by his side since childhood.

Luyi approached the gazebo, and at a glance, she saw that her noble and noble son was full of embarrassment, his posture was extremely low, and he explained to the other party in a low-key manner, and the jealousy that had been hidden for a long time in his heart immediately ignited.

She complained for Tuoba Hong in her heart, but saw that the man in white didn't pay any attention to other things, and kept asking, "How long will it take to find him? Did you find any useful clues?" She couldn't help being even more dissatisfied, and snorted coldly.

"My eldest son came to care about you every day. Some people don't express their gratitude at all, they just want to find Mr. Laoshi!" She spoke quickly and urgently, like setting off firecrackers, "I can't find you for so long. Who knows if that person died in any corner, even his bones are rotten!"

Zheng!

The next moment, a ray of cold light suddenly rose and hit her directly. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes subconsciously and let out a scream.

Fortunately, Tuoba Hong who was next to him reacted, stretched out his hand and pulled the girl into his arms, and at the same time dodged to the side, and then landed again.

There was a loud bang from behind, and one of the pillars of the gazebo seemed to be cut across by a sharp knife, and broke in response.The pond behind him splashed several feet of water, as if an invisible knife light cut the water in half, and the air was full of chills.

The girl's screams grew harsher.

She stretched out her hand to caress her stinging cheek, and her hand was covered with blood immediately. It was the trace of being rubbed by the wind blade just now when she didn't dodge in time.

Tuoba Hong's complexion has completely darkened.

"Young Master Bai, you are going too far. I entertain you kindly—"

Loudly loudly!

Su Xinghan didn't say a word, his ten fingers danced on the strings to create an afterimage, the sound of the piano exploded in the sky like thunder, and continuous torrential rain sprinkled the world.Thousands of wisps of light and wind blades swept away around him, like a terrifying tornado blowing in the courtyard.

The gazebo was blown away by the strong wind, and the broken eaves smashed fiercely towards Tuoba Hong's place. All the flowers and plants on the ground were blown into powder by the wind blade, flying in the courtyard.

The two couldn't help screaming, and bloodstains emerged on their bodies, inextricably linked, like fine spring rain.Accompanied by the impact of the eaves, the two figures were violently thrown out, and fell straight into the pond, splashing two big water splashes.

"enough!"

An old and deep voice came from a distance, and the surging spiritual energy above the courtyard gathered into an invisible big hand, pressing down.

Suddenly, the gust of wind stopped, and the debris flying in the air was frozen, and the whole space was frozen like a picture scroll.A Taoism that seems to be conserved between yin and yang, with no beginning and no end looms, like a thread.

Astonishingly, a great master who has entered the Tao has shot from afar.

"Young man, don't be too impulsive..."

Zheng!

There was another zither sound, and all kinds of emotions were discarded in this harp sound, only pure killing intent remained.

The frozen picture scroll seemed to be randomly smeared with a brush, disrupting everything that was originally orderly in the world.It was also like being splashed with a pot of ink by a brat, and all morals became messed up.

The two of Tuoba Hong who finally climbed out of the pool were hit head-on before they had time to choke out the water in their stomachs.

"Cough! Crazy! It's just a sentence, you lunatic!" All the fantasies about Su Xinghan before disappeared, and Tuobahong dodged in embarrassment while shouting, "Old Ancestor, kill him, this is a lunatic !"

The next moment, Su Xinghan suddenly got up from the gazebo, raised his hand to hug the body of the piano, stood it upright in front of him, and flicked with his fingertips, invisible sound waves rolled out like waves, forcing back the palm wind that came crashing down.The body of the piano, which was only made of ordinary materials, was also shattered into countless pieces.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the true energy in his body and the spiritual energy around him burned violently, almost forming a spiritual fire visible to the naked eye.It seems to be some kind of temporary promotion secret method similar to the "Dafa of Disintegration of Heavenly Demon".

The surrounding air was distorted for a while, and the Daoist Grandmaster let out a little gasp, as if he was a little apprehensive.

Su Xinghan still didn't say a word, he didn't seem to worry at all that he would be shot to death by the coming Grand Master.He suddenly took advantage of the wind, and instead of taking the opportunity to leave, he threw himself towards the two people who had just climbed ashore.

Like a majestic gust of wind, a touch of invisible ice and snow, a galaxy falling down from the nine heavens, wrapped in unparalleled sharpness, falling into the world.

This kind of madness like exchanging life for life made Tuoba Hong tremble in fright, and he casually pushed the girl in green clothes who was lying limp on the ground next to him, and when the other party fell down, he wanted to run away with his head in his arms.

In the next moment, a pale and cold hand fell on his celestial cap, and the breath of death approached so close for the first time.Tuobahong yelled:

"I have a clue about that person!"

The palm on the Tianling Gai stopped, and a cold voice fell slowly: "Speak."

Tuoba Hong collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

"Can I ask you a question first?" He smiled wryly and raised his head. "Actually, you should have guessed before that I might be lying to you, right?"

Su Xinghan nodded calmly.

"Then why -" said Tuoba Hong, his face was stupefied.In just a short moment, he figured out a lot of things that he hadn't discovered before, "I was complacent before, thinking you were naive and easy to deceive."

"It's true that the Tuoba clan is powerful, and it's indeed much faster to find someone than if you're alone and alone... So you'll do whatever you want, and you'd rather gamble on a glimmer of hope. Even if it's very likely to be deceived."

The bitterness on his face was even stronger.Although he had previously thought of gaining both money and man, he was still somewhat attracted to Su Xinghan.

"What's the clue?" Su Xinghan was quite unreasonable, not interested in sincere analysis.

"There is no clue at all, I lied to you!"

After procrastinating for a while, he couldn't wait for a turning point, let alone soften the other party's heart. Instead, he was slapped in the face with cold dog food, and Tuoba Hong simply no longer had the slightest illusion.He laughed out loud, wanting to appreciate the other party's expression from joy to disappointment.

"Hahahaha, kill me! Bai Nian, Tuoba will never let you go, and I will always—"

puff!

There was a sharp pain in his heart, and Tuoba Hong felt that his heart was crushed into pieces in an instant.

He kept his eyes wide open, and the last scene that caught his eyes was a pair of fierce eyes full of extreme murderous intent.

Su Xinghan withdrew his hand, tried hard to suppress the churning breath in his body, and then turned and left.

Suddenly thought of something, and he left a serious sentence: "By the way, my name is not Bai Nian."

...so whatever the other person wants to say, it has nothing to do with him :).

I remember someone taught him the Thirty Rules for Walking in the Jianghu before, the most important of which was to wear more vests and less use of real names when walking outside.

Thinking of this, Su Xinghan suddenly showed annoyance on his indifferent face.He seems to have slept for too long and forgot the important steps of opening the vest...

"I only remember changing my name and surname, and I forgot to change my appearance. Well, it shouldn't matter, right?"

……

A moment later, a figure flew from mid-air, and with a roar, most of the house was smashed down with a palm, and many servants died on the spot.

And the entire Fengsheng City was also mobilized, not only was martial law everywhere, but also a sky-high price was offered as a reward.

·

Dayong, the city of Shengjing.

"Prince Qi's mansion has a very big plan. Now that the marriage contract between the two families has been annulled, Lord Hou has not avoided suspicion and is still in contact with King Qi. Are you so optimistic about King Qi?"

Changxinhou Mansion, in the basement.Candlelight illuminates the stone wall faintly, a man dressed as a scribe with a feather fan and scarf pointed to the letter on the table and asked in amazement.

...According to his analysis, King Qi is definitely not as peaceful as he appears on the surface.If Chang Xinhou wants to avoid being implicated by him in the future, the best way is to take advantage of the problems in the marriage contract between the two families and break with him directly.

However, Chang Xinhou didn't seem to think so.

"I'm not optimistic about King Qi, but the son of King Qi."

"I still remember that 16 years ago, when I was chasing after the remnants of the previous dynasty, I passed by Qidi, and I had a relationship with the prince Qi who was still in his infancy..."

Chang Xinhou's eyes were deep and deep, and it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

"At that time, I discovered that this young son who was born not long ago had an unusually strong physique, a complete spirit, and a natural Taoism."

The hand of the man in a scribe robe who was shaking his fan froze for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise: "Tao Yun Tiancheng... Could it be the same innate Taoist body as the contemporary Daoist of the Taishang Daoist School? This is really... this It's really amazing."

After thinking for a long time, he could only come up with these three words to make an evaluation.

This world is so unfair.Some people are born lowly, some people are richer than princes.Some people are born mediocre, while others are destined to shine forever... The most unfair thing is that all this is not due to their acquired efforts, but everyone is destined to be born.This inherent gap is enough to make many people despair.

"So, on the spot, I decided to make this engagement with King Qi."

Chang Xinhou glanced at this confidant who turned pale with astonishment, his tone was calm and almost indifferent.

"Later, this son came to Beijing, but he didn't show that terrible talent. But I think it's probably because the king of Qi found an expert and used a secret method to hide the son's special physique. Otherwise, let the emperor know the truth. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the ten years safely."

The feather fan in the scholar's hand stopped shaking, and his face showed admiration: "So that's the case, Lord Hou is really far-sighted."

"If the son of King Qi really has such talent, it is possible to become a heavenly man in the future, then heavenly man exists! It is indeed worth betting in advance. It is a pity that the engagement has been annulled..." Deep regret appeared on his face, "Fortunately, Hou Ye has a deep vision, and now he can still make friends with King Qi through detours."

Changxin Hou Fang Tianxun remained silent, as if tacitly acquiescing.

...He did all this not to make friends with a future heavenly being, but to an important secret related to himself.This cannot be said to outsiders.

Step by step from a commoner to now, Fang Tianxun has always only believed in his own strength, and all other external forces are unreliable.How can making good friends with a future celestial being compare to becoming a celestial being by oneself?

——The son of King Qi is his hope to become a heaven and a man.Even if the marriage contract fails, how can he give up willingly?

……

"Marquis Changxin has other plans? Is this serious?"

On the other side, in Prince Qi's Mansion, which is only two streets away from Changxinhou's Mansion, Mr. Shen, who was puzzled by Yan Weilou's sudden words, was full of anxiety.

It was a night full of ups and downs, and it wasn't until dawn that Fei Yuwei finished his inquiries and Yan Weilou returned to the mansion.

He went back to the mansion, and the emperor's order came from the back - all the dudes who made a fuss in Rongfeng Pavilion that night were all ordered to be confined for ten days, including him.

Old Shen muttered for a while, and said: "Your Highness, I have already said that Rongfeng Pavilion is not a good place to go, and the owner behind the scenes is not easy..."

It wasn't until Yan Weilou suddenly said "Changxinhou has other plans" that he stopped, and his attention was completely shifted to Changxinhou Fang Tianxun.

"Changxinhou and the king have been friends for more than ten years, and they have set up their children and in-laws early on. Does he have any plans to align with the palace?" Immediately tell the news to King Qi who is far away in the sky.

"Old Shen is really loyal to his father, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other!" Yan Weilou chuckled, "Don't worry, he's coming for me. To be precise, he's coming for Prince Qi's son."

Elder Shen was shocked, with a solemn expression: "What is your Highness saying! Aren't you the son of Prince Qi?"

"Really..." Yan Weilou smiled.

The expression on Old Shen's face unknowingly became stiff: "Of course, could it be that someone is talking nonsense in His Highness's ears and talking about some nonsense rumors?"

As he spoke, his voice gradually became lower, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted to Yan Weilou.

The young man in front of him always had a bright smile on his face, without any impatience, and was watching him with an unprecedented gaze.

The young man's eyebrows are like swords, his pupils are deep black, and his eyes are as deep as a pool, as if hiding two bottomless whirlpools.

Under the gaze of the young man, a rare sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.

He quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Your Highness said that Marquis Changxin has a plan. What is the plan?"

"Oh, this is my guess." Yan Weilou said with a smile, "I only found out last night that the exercises Chang Xinhou practiced were actually fragments of Bi Luotian's "Bending the Sky"..."

His tone of voice was as natural and familiar as in the past, like chatting, and when he smiled, he showed eight neat teeth.It seems that he is still the silly sweet son who really respected and loved the old man in front of him as an elder who depended on each other for his life.

"What, what!"

"—to plunder the foundation of others and make up for one's own inadequacies. The ancestors who created this technique are really amazing and brilliant." Yan Weilou sighed, his tone full of admiration, "Chang Xinhou has some opportunities, It's no wonder that he can rise so quickly, from a penniless poor boy to today's grand master."

In the way of heaven, what is damaged is more than what is given.The so-called "replenishing the sky" means using oneself as an embryo, constantly plundering the essence of other people's Dao foundation, in order to support one's own body.

Poor and rich in martial arts, if you want to embark on the road of martial arts and practice other exercises, you need to consume a lot of resources, which most people can't afford.Even if they could afford it, many don't have the aptitude enough to make it to the top.Therefore, it is difficult to find talents among the common people.

"Mending the Sky" is different. It does not need to consume a lot of resources, nor does it require peerless talents. As long as it continues to plunder the foundation and talents of others, it can forge itself into a genius step by step.

This technique was created 800 years ago by Lord Biluotian, who unified the Dao of Demons, split the Great Nether Dynasty, and overwhelmed Shenzhou with demonic power. It is said that the entire book has long been lost, and only some fragments have been handed down.The Beidou Demon Palace obtained one of the fragments, which is why it claims to be orthodox in the way of demons.

Now it seems that the volume obtained by Chang Xinhou is the real essence of "Bending the Sky".

Xie Xuan found out such secret information in just a few days. I really don't know if it's Feiyuwei's intelligence agency or Xie Xuan himself is really good.

Yan Weilou tended to the second guess.If Fei Yuwei was so powerful, he wouldn't even know his real life experience.

"It's actually "Mending the Sky"!" Old Shen obviously heard the news for the first time, and his face couldn't hide his surprise: "No wonder! I didn't expect it to be so..."

Born as an ordinary person, he became a great master step by step, and finally even married a legendary figure who was a princess of a country.The deeds of Changxin Hou Fang Tianxun are widely spread throughout the world, especially in Dayong, where he has almost been mythological and has become a benchmark for ordinary people's counterattacks.

Many people are well aware of this past experience.

At the beginning of his rise, he once made good friends with a commoner genius, and the two were as close as brothers. Later, the man died unexpectedly, and it was said that he was murdered by a son of a noble with a small background. After that, Fang Tianxun unexpectedly Showing extraordinary talent, he killed his enemies and avenged his brothers.

Since then, Fang Tianxun has risen like a comet.During the process, he had met many geniuses, some were enemies and some were friends.But in the end, those people disappeared one by one and became unknown, but he went higher and higher, and finally became a marquis.

Previously, Yan Weilou only read the other party's experience as a Long Aotian novel, but now he has gained some insight into the truth.

Seeing that Mr. Shen was also shocked by this news, Yan Weilou asked again: "Mr. Shen, do you know...why Chang Xinhou fell in love with Prince Qi's son at first sight and entered into a marriage contract?"

There were some changes in his address, instead of "I", he used the words "Prince Qi's son".

Old Shen frowned tightly: "Is there any special reason for this?"

"Of course there is."

A mysterious smile curled up on Yan Weilou's lips, and he stared at the gray-robed old man in front of him without blinking.

"He likes Prince Qi's son with amazing talent, Dao Yun is born in nature, and he has the supreme Dao body. If he seizes it, he may be able to mend the sky."

"He dares!!!" The body of the old man who was still relaxed suddenly tensed up, and he raised his head suddenly, with an unprecedented look of shock and anger on his old face.

"It's just, why didn't I know that I actually have some special constitution?" The next moment, the young man's understatement awakened him from his anger, as if cold water had poured over his face.

"I heard that plundering other people's foundations requires complicated conditions, and "Bending the Sky Jue" is even more demanding. The first prerequisite is to establish a causal relationship with the other party. The deeper the cause and effect between the two parties, the greater the probability of success."

Yan Weilou's speech became faster and faster, his black and white pupils were as transparent as a mirror, reflecting the old man's silent face.

"If Marquis Changxin knew, he had waited for 16 years, he did not hesitate to lose a daughter, and he wanted to establish karma to seize Daoji's 'Prince of Qi', but a fake he found from nowhere..."

Elder Shen lowered his head in silence.

"Guess—" Yan Weilou smiled curiously, as if looking forward to it: "What kind of reaction would he have at that time?"

"Should I just give up here, or do I try my best to find the hidden Prince Qi?"

Old Shen not only bowed his head, even bent his straight back, but he remained silent.

Yan Weilou suddenly said: "Oh, that's right. Just now, before I came to see you, I killed all the people in the mansion who were brought from Qi."

The old man suddenly raised his head: "They don't know about this matter."

"Facts have proved that it is true." Yan Weilou nodded in approval.

Elder Shen sighed deeply, and for the first time looked at His Royal Highness in front of him with a brand new look.He knew very well that the other party's simple "facts proved" contained a bloody torture and massacre.

Looking at the boy's face with a bright smile and no haze, a tremor suddenly surged deep in his heart.It seems that in that boundless gentle smile, he saw unparalleled terror.He felt from the bottom of his heart that what King Qi did at the beginning was probably very wrong.

Seeing that silence or lying were useless, Elder Shen had no choice but to admit: "That's right, you are indeed not the real prince."

"Well, I just want to know one answer now."

The morning light was shining brightly in the sky, and the gentle light shone on the handsome face of the young man.With a smile on his brows and eyes, his voice was unbelievably calm, and he asked word by word:

"……who I am?"

"I do not know."

"You do not know?"

"Ten years ago, the king went to the temple to offer sacrifices to the yuan. On the way home, he encountered a dog eclipsing the sun." Old Shen's voice was very complicated, "At that time, the sky and the earth were completely dark, and the sun and the moon could not be seen."

"After a full quarter of an hour, the sky finally dawned. There was an extra person on the ground out of thin air."

His eyes were in a trance, as if he was recalling something.

"—That is you, His Royal Highness."

"So it's like this... I understand."

Yan Weilou suddenly sighed.

King Qi brought him back to his mansion for unknown reasons, but when he woke up, he found that he had turned into a child, saw a strange ancient world, and had no memory of this world in his mind, so he could only pretend to have amnesia .

King Qi and his wife saw that he was about the same age as the prince, and they were unwilling to send their son to the capital as a hostage, so they simply made up a lie. Under such a blunder, he mistakenly thought that his soul had passed on to the prince of Qi , but did not inherit the memory of the original body.

Yan Weilou stretched out his hand, and looked at this slender, white palm without any scars:

"Even though I'm younger, my appearance is exactly the same as before time travel... This is my own body. I should have thought of it earlier."

He laughed lowly, his chest trembled, and his lowered eyes were dark.An unparalleled dangerous aura spread throughout his body.

Elder Shen couldn't help but take a step back, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Are you afraid, or guilty?"

A hand patted on his shoulder at some point, and the young man's low voice rang in his ears.

"That's right, you should be afraid."

"I used to think that I was a thief who stole other people's bodies, and I felt guilty in front of this person's parents. Even if I have been a proton for ten years, I should only repay the kindness. Even if I was abandoned as an abandoned child, it would only be a kindness Enmity and hatred will be eliminated."

...Even if he later fell into the Yinkui Sect and felt resentful, when he escaped from birth and learned that King Qi and his wife were defeated and died, this resentment would no longer exist.

"Even if he was later targeted by a righteous Tianjiao for no reason... I never knew the reason for it-it turned out that he hated me for taking away his identity, his name, and his upright life experience, which made him fall from the son of a dignified vassal. Become a humble pariah! Ridiculous!"

The young man's cold hands were like iron hoops on the old man's shoulders, and with his insight level strength, he couldn't break free at all.An indescribable fear emerged from his heart little by little, and gradually permeated his whole body.

A faint voice rang in his ears, and the old man half understood, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly understood: "You, what do you want to do to Shizi?"

"Calm down, take it easy."

The young man patted him lightly on the shoulder, and he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground. He didn't behave like a master of insight with martial arts cultivation, just like an ordinary old man.

"...he is not worthy of my revenge."

Even in his previous life, that person is not worth mentioning.

"However, I like the name Yanweilou very much." The young man looked down at the old man who had fallen on the ground, and smiled slightly, "...if he dares to snatch him again, I have no choice but to kill him again. The first time is familiar with the second time." Well."

Formation runes lit up one after another on the ground at unknown times, and the old man who had been sucked out of his whole body let out a miserable scream.The whole person fell limply to the ground, motionless, just gasping for breath with difficulty.

"The Demon Sect...the Burning Spirit Formation..."

"Mr. Shen is well-informed, and it really is true." The young man smiled and praised, "Well, with my current cultivation base, if I want to solve you, I'm afraid there will be some disturbances. It's better to use the formation method—— The Burning Spirit Formation is top-notch in killing lives and destroying corpses, the only flaw is that it takes too long to attack."

"Just enough time for me to have a good communication with Mr. Shen, maybe I can fulfill your last wish..."

"Ho...ho..."

"What did you say? Do you want the king, who has served you all your life, to go down to accompany you earlier?" Yan Weilou raised his eyebrows as if listening attentively, and then nodded, "Don't worry. Ten years of love is here. I will surely grant your wish."

"Ho ho..." The old man suddenly widened his eyes.

clack clack-

In the next moment, cracks appeared on the surface of the old man's body, and the whole person was like an empty shell that had been sucked out of all vitality, and it shattered into pieces.

There was a breeze blowing all around, and the bright sun shone down, his body dissipated like fly ash.

Letting out a long breath, Yan Weilou walked out of the courtyard step by step. His whole body was bathed in the bright sky, and his thin back was like an illusory dream.As if there is only one person in the world.

Only after being human for two lifetimes can we know "I am not me" and "I am me".Even this body comes from a previous life, after all, he is just an outsider who suddenly broke into this world.This world is never his home for him.

In the silence, he raised his hand and drew out the long sword at his waist, suddenly shaking the sword.But seeing the flash of blood, a line of blood spread from the neck of a servant who was looking around in the flowers next to him, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Sure enough, being sentimental doesn't suit me..."

The young man's eyebrows were raised, and there seemed to be a cold lightning flash in his black and white eyes, and the corners of his lips raised a touching arc.

"When you're in a bad mood, it's more pleasant to do things."

Originally, Yan Weilou was not interested in the game between King Qi, the emperor, and even the nine princesses who got into it, but now, he really wanted to make a big deal and see the frustrated expressions of some people.

With a thought in his mind, the sundial in Yan Weilou's left eye turned a brilliant golden light, and an illusory figure slowly appeared and gradually solidified.

Wide-sleeved and unclothed, her face is like jade, her jet-black hair is tied up by a jade crown, and her eyes are gentle and affectionate.

"Yan Wulun" glanced at the direction of the Ninth Princess Mansion, and then drifted away.

——In the history of the previous life, Ji Muyue, the Ninth Princess who failed to kill the king and disappeared since then, presumably needs his help very much.

Watching the body of the time projection disappear, Yan Weilou obediently followed the emperor's request to confine him in the mansion and improve his cultivation by the way.

However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and woke up from the sedation.

He suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Bei Mo, the forest-white calamity fire that had come from his previous life and had been entangled in his soul danced.

Accompanied by some kind of wonderful premonition.

"There... what is there..."