The devil has too many vests

After relying on the spirit of self-explosion at the slightest disagreement to deter the many monsters present, Yan Weilou did not take the initiative to provoke troubles.After all, the demon soul on his body is limited, and it needs to be used to cover up his own breath, but it can't stand his squandering a few times.

He only held Su Xinghan back with one hand, and kept his gaze straight on the demon kings in front of him, as if they were all dangerous existences that could hurt his little beauty anytime and anywhere.

All the demon kings made him laugh angrily.

... Who is the most dangerous existence here?A certain person is too lacking in a correct understanding of himself.

Now that the entire palace has been destroyed, it is really embarrassing for them to stand outside and stare.Are you going to punish Yan Weilou?I was worried that this lunatic would blow himself up again.If you don't punish him, you don't know how to end it.

It was King Ling, the initiator of the coalition, who took the initiative to clean up the situation. He looks like a refined middle-aged man, and his every move is full of humanity: "Okay! Everyone, don't forget our purpose."

"Everyone gathered here, not for some insignificant infighting, but to break Qingyang Prefecture and set foot on the human territory. With this goal in front, everything else is not important."

"Let's let the matter of the Tiger King go for now." He glanced at Yan Weilou, "But the owner of Xuandong Mountain should also show some of his own value. Otherwise, the Tiger King can't die in vain, right?"

As he spoke, King Ling smiled kindly.

Several demon kings nodded in agreement.King Xiao even warned in a cold voice: "King Ling is right. Once Tiger King dies, we will lose a general here. If you can't play a bigger role than him, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Ok?"

Yan Weilou smiled suddenly, and tilted his head to look at him, his expression was so innocent and bright.In the dark eyes, there seemed to be thick ink about to overflow, with a light that was eager to try.

King Niao subconsciously took half a step back, and when he realized it, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment and snorted heavily, but he didn't dare to provoke this lunatic anymore.

"enough!"

King Ling frowned imperceptibly, and took a step forward.A mountainous power suddenly pressed down along his palm, as if freezing the surrounding space.All the demon kings present at the same time had a serious look on their faces, and their eyes were a little more dignified.

"Let's stop this matter here, you don't need to mention it again. As for the Xuandong Mountain Master..."

King Ling's tone was still so peaceful, but it gave people a sense of unfathomable depth: "I hope you can put the overall situation first, and things like the Tiger King will never happen again."

The demon kings stopped talking.

Yan Weilou pulled the tool man Su Xinghan to his side, with a bright smile on his face: "As long as I don't offend the little beauty, I'm easy to talk to."

After knocking on both sides, King Ling's expression became more and more relaxed: "Then, let's talk about the business first."

I found another ordinary palace with a much smaller area next to it. After everyone was seated, the Lingwang said, "Do you know the purpose of my king's invitation to come here, Master Xuandong?"

Yan Weilou: "I don't know."

"I heard that the Xuandong Mountain Master is good at weaving spiritual illusions and inducing people's hearts. His natal talent is also related to this. I don't know if it is true?"

Hearing King Ling's question, Yan Weilou vaguely guessed something.However, it is Mrs. Nishang who is really proficient in illusion and inducing people's hearts. As for him?I don't know if violent persuasion or physical induction can work?

...Of course, Yan Weilou once broke into heaven and man in his previous life, so the nature of the soul is extremely high, and it is not difficult to infect other people, but once the breath of the soul is released, his true identity cannot be concealed.

The King Ling continued: "In this way, there is an important matter that I need to ask you to complete, Master Xuandong."

His thoughts turned sharply, but Yan Weilou showed no abnormality on the surface, and agreed with a smile.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed, and the demon kings who had reached a consensus seemed to have completely forgotten the previous unhappiness, and they were in harmony with each other.

"The owner of Xuandong Mountain really understands righteousness!" King Ling praised with a smile, and glanced to the side.

The Fox King next to him understood, raised a glass of wine on the table to Yan Weilou, and explained:

"The thing is like this, we need you to help break the last formation in Qingyang Prefecture..."

Although Qi Li, the head of the Qingyang Mansion, is not top-notch, he is a master-level figure when it comes to formations.With him in charge of the formation in Qingyang Prefecture, it can be said to be as solid as gold.

Even though this person was dead, Qingyang City's defensive formations seemed rigid without anyone controlling them, and all the demon kings launched a large number of demons to carry out suicide attacks to break through the layers of formations.

But I didn't expect that this person actually refined his soul into a formation spirit before his death, and guarded it in the last core formation. Suddenly, the monster tide army was unable to break through, and it took a lot of time for nothing.

——As we all know, the soul of the Taoist realm cannot last forever in the world. Therefore, the so-called formation spirit may not exist for a long time before dying out on its own.

But they couldn't afford to wait.

Speaking of this, the Fox King snorted coldly through his nose: "...Qi Li is really good at calculating! If you can't break through Qingyang City as soon as possible, let him delay it, maybe the reinforcements from Fufeng clan will arrive soon, then I will wait Everything you do now is in vain!"

Speaking of this, a hint of cunning flashed across his fox face, his eyeballs turned slightly to look at Yan Weilou: "Fortunately, there are masters like Xuandong Mountain Master who are proficient in spiritual illusions, and you are really a wish from heaven!"

"The man surnamed Qi thought he was clever in his calculations, but he forgot one thing. A formation without a formation spirit is rigid, and there is no shortcut to breaking it. He pretended to be clever and refined a ray of soul into a formation spirit, but it is convenient Let us in turn lure the spirits..."

The Fox King triumphantly revealed the whole plan.

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul. Compared with his life, his sanity is obviously lacking. Can he still resist the mental illusion? Naturally, it's up to us."

He explained the cause and effect of his words clearly and clearly, so he kept silent and looked at the Spirit King above him, with an attitude of only looking after him.

Satisfied, King Ling nodded slightly in approval.

"I see."

Yan Weilou sat lazily on his seat, never taking his eyes off the man in white beside him, he just turned his eyes casually, and asked:

"But I don't know how to cooperate with this king?"

King Ling said: "It's very simple. I have a panacea in my hand, which is of great benefit to the soul. Before the decisive battle, we will contain the only three remaining great masters in Qingyang Mansion. You should take the opportunity to take the panacea and use the illusion Manipulate the formation spirit and seize control of the formation in one fell swoop."

"Understood--"

Ever since he entered the palace, Yan Weilou had only nestled in a corner with Su Xinghan, enjoying the spirit fruits and fine wine in a leisurely manner, with an appearance of being infatuated with beauty.At this time, he didn't get up either, he just leisurely raised the wine glass to his lips and took a sip, his gaze swept across the hall.

"...Since that's the case, come to me again on the day of the decisive battle."

His expression was slightly drunk, but the natural arrogance in his eyes was not concealed, he pulled Su Xinghan up and left the table.

Su Xinghan, who was pulled up after being blunted for a while, gave him a suspicious look, and got up obediently.

In the next second, someone slapped his face as if carved from ice and snow, accompanied by the arrogant and lazy voice of the young man: "Okay! Don't bother me and the little beauty now, let's spend time together!" ~"

When it came to the end, Yan Weilou's ending sound was lengthened, and he slightly raised his pitch. Coupled with his bright and eager eyes, he was actually a bit innocent.

Under the hopeless eyes of all the demon kings, the two of them wandered out of the palace gate, bathed in the radiance of the stars and the moon.

Su Xinghan froze ever since Yan Weilou slapped him with a "bah" on his face.Like a puppet on a string, Yan Weilou brought him out entirely by Yan Weilou.

It wasn't until the cool moonlight shone on his face that he finally came back to his senses.

boom!

Yan Weilou looked at the crimson face in front of him, and composed a voice in his heart.

He saw with his own eyes that the face of the person in front of him, which was as cold as frost and as cold as snow, was ignited by the red glow in an instant, although it only lasted for two short breaths before dissipating.

Yan Weilou couldn't help laughing lightly, he was in high spirits, under his brows that were as cold as a sword, his eyes were as bright as gods, pouring out the joy from his heart.

The kiss just now was also a temporary idea. As a time traveler, he has seen more intimate behaviors between friends when they were joking, but he didn't think it was a big deal.It's just that I didn't expect Mingguang, an ancient man, to be so shy. This reaction is really interesting :).

If ordinary people see this, they will definitely feel guilty, but Yan Weilou is a hundred times worse than ordinary people in his bones, seeing Su Xinghan in such a state, on the contrary, he is eager to try and even wants to tease him.

His pitch-black eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face was no longer bright and bright as a disguise, but instead carried an indescribable evil, three points more real than usual.

Su Xinghan's face calmed down at some point, and he returned to his usual clear and cold look, just looking at him quietly, his eyes slightly warm.

Fortunately, Yan Weilou still remembered the business. After laughing for a while, he forcibly held back the desire to continue teasing the other party, and said in a low voice:

"Sorry, Mingguang, I didn't mean it just now."

Su Xinghan glanced at him silently, and said thoughtfully: "I know. You are doing it to make it more realistic."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes slightly, and his pale lips turned bloody: "And, I don't mind."

It was dark, and the surrounding fields were silent.The man in white stood quietly under the moonlight, his clothes were like snow and his color was like frost.The moonlight shone faintly on his face, his eyes were lowered, and his long eyelashes cast two shadows.Coupled with what he blurted out, there was something inexplicably clever and aggrieved.

"..." Yan Weilou, who was upright and unashamed, suddenly had a sense of sight of a bully bullying a good child in the street for no reason.

In order to conceal this inexplicable emotion, he simply turned around and walked towards the nearby dark field.

Su Xinghan was startled, but did not break free: "Where is this going?"

Yan Weilou laughed softly: "Didn't you tell those guys just now? This king is going to take the little beauty to spend the night! Now of course I have to keep my word."

Su Xinghan fell silent.

"Flowers before the moon" is of course joking, Yan Weilou just wanted to find a secluded place so that the two of them could discuss the next thing.

After finding a small slope away from the palace, the two lay down side by side.While looking at the faint moonlight above the sky, Yan Weilou suddenly said, "What do you think about what King Ling said?"

Su Xinghan: "...Huh?"