The devil has too many vests

At noon, the sun shines brightly.

The mountain trail should have been deserted, but at this moment, it was billowing with smoke and dust, a long motorcade was rushing past, and a large flag fluttered in the wind, with a few fiery red characters on it, which were particularly eye-catching.

Anyone with a little bit of knowledge can recognize that this is the famous Chengyun Escort Bureau in Dongli Wulin.

Nearly a hundred bodyguards are very imposing, and those with the lowest level of cultivation also have the seventh layer of shackles. The bodyguard head He who took the lead and took the initiative to "save" Yan Weilou, even has the cultivation level of the first level of insight "Tongyou".Put it in some places, it can be regarded as an out-and-out master.

In the carriage, Yan Weilou, who had changed into clean clothes, leaned back on the soft couch with a pale face, and his expression was calmer than before.

His appearance has undergone some modifications, and the original sharp outline has softened a lot. Coupled with the green clothes on his body, his whole person is like green bamboo and verdant cypress, with a magnificent bearing.

Straightening his body, the young man bowed his hands to the person opposite with a sincere expression: "Thank you for your righteousness this time, my lord, otherwise I'm afraid I will expose my corpse to the wilderness."

"Where is there!" The young man sitting opposite him seemed to be stunned by this solemn posture, and waved his hands repeatedly with a smile, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

The young man's name is Xie Yu, he is the son of Xie Chengyun, the head of the Chengyun Escort Bureau, and he is the third in line.He is also the real person in charge of this dart walk.

This time they just came back from the darts, they just slaughtered a group of bandits, and happened to pick up Yan Weilou by the side of the road.

When the escort chief He interrogated Yan Weilou about his origins, the third Mr. Xie sat in the carriage and never showed up. At this moment, he asked curiously, "I'm sorry to ask. What happened to this friend? What's the trouble?"

"That's a long story."

Yan Weilou shook his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He said slowly: "My surname is Xu, and my name is Yuan. I was originally the only son in my family. Because of some property in the family, life is considered affluent. Originally, I only wanted to be content and happy, but God didn't follow people's wishes..."

Having said that, he sighed lightly.

"Half a month ago, my family suffered a sudden catastrophe. The whole family... If my father hadn't saved me with his life and allowed me to escape to the mountains, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Having said that, the boy lowered his head, his voice became trembling, and his tone gradually choked up, as if it was difficult to face.Xu was emotionally affected by the injury, he suddenly coughed heavily, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

"Sorry, I was rude just now!" After a while, after his breath calmed down, Yan Weilou smiled apologetically.

He has a gentle and handsome appearance, his face is bloodless, and his dark eyes are full of gloom, with indescribable melancholy.He looked like he was alive after a catastrophe.People can't bear to make things a little difficult.

Seeing this, Xie Yu was stunned, and quickly comforted him a few words, then said in a low voice:

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. Brother Xu, you are lucky to be able to escape from birth. Xu is blessed by the heavens and told you not to give up. Even for the sake of your family, you should cheer up and avenge them in the future!"

As if moved by him, the dejected young man immediately raised his head, as if awakened.A trace of excitement flushed on his pale face:

"Brother Xie said yes. If I don't avenge this, I won't be a son of man! I won't let any of the Big Dipper Demon Palace, Xiaoxiao, and other demons!"

Seeing him cheer up and determined to take revenge, Xie Yu's heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, and he nodded again and again: "Well, this is--wait a minute! Did you just say Big Dipper Demon Palace?"

By the end, his voice changed.

"It's the Big Dipper Demon Palace."

Yan Weilou replied earnestly, with gratitude in his voice: "I've heard for a long time that Chief Escort Xie is benevolent and righteous, and that the third son is willing to take in me despite the threat of the Big Dipper Demon Palace. It is true that father and son are in the same line!"

The encouraging smile on Xie Yu's face immediately changed, and the expression of pity turned into solemnity. He leaned forward and raised his hand in a salute: "So it's the Xu family in Pingyang!"

Xu's surname is ordinary, and he doesn't know how many people look at the world. Originally, Xie Yu only thought that this young man was just the young master of an ordinary landlord's family, and his entire family was wiped out by bandits.Who knew that the enemy was actually the Big Dipper Demon Palace?

This immediately reminded him of a major event that happened half a month ago in Pingyang County on the border between Dayong and Dongli.

——The righteous businessman Xu, who is known as "peerless in benevolence and righteousness", was taken over by someone on the day of the patriarch's birthday banquet.All kinds of traces left at the scene point to the Beidou Demon Palace.

"The Xu family in Pingyang is a well-known philanthropist in the world for doing good deeds. When the Yongli and Li armies fought, the Yu River burst its embankment and submerged the three cities of Dongli, which almost caused a plague. It was the Xu family in Pingyang who almost gave up his family's wealth to save the The people of the three cities are admired by everyone in the world."

Xie Yu's originally somewhat negligent attitude had long since disappeared completely, and his expression was righteous.

"The Big Dipper Demon Palace destroys the family at every turn, and there will be evil rewards. Even if Mr. Xu lives in my Chengyun Escort, the entire Escort will protect you."

His words are not big words.

Xie Chengyun, the head of the Chengyun Escort Bureau, was born in a humble background. Fortunately, he was able to learn from a loose man from the rivers and lakes as his teacher, and he learned the unique skill "Wind and Thunder Slash" that the great master was most proud of in his life; In just 20 years, he created the foundation of Chengyun Escort from scratch, and his own cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, and he is only one step away from entering the Tao.

The Chengyun Escort Bureau with him in charge is considered the No. [-] force in the entire Dongli. Although it is far from a holy place like the Canghai Sword Sect, it can be called black and white among most secular forces.

Today, there are three holy lands suppressing the world. The Canghai Sword Sect is located in Dongli, the Taishang Daomen is located on the shore of the South Sea of ​​Dayong, and the Xuantian Peak is close to the northern plains at the junction of the Three Kingdoms.

Although the power of the Big Dipper Demon Palace is strong, how could it be possible to expose its full strength under the suppression of the three holy places, just to deal with a mere remnant of the Xu family?

Therefore, Xie Yu concluded that even if someone still wanted to kill the grass, they could at most dispatch one of the seven temples.

The Chengyun Escort Bureau has been rooted in the local area for many years, and is inextricably linked with the ten first-class sects of Dongli. Once this force is united, even one of the seven halls of the Big Dipper Demon Palace will have no problem resisting it temporarily.Needless to say, if something really happened, Canghai Sword Sect would never ignore it.

Thinking about it this way, the risk of saving this descendant of the Xu family is actually not that great, but the rewards are extremely high.Not to mention the righteous reputation that may be obtained, but the contacts left by Xu's extensive kindness, and the possible family assets... are all intangible and tangible wealth.

However, he cleared his mind in an instant, and Xie Yu's attitude became enthusiastic, no longer condescending and implying charity, but as if receiving a distinguished guest.

Faced with Xie Yu's kindness, Yan Weilou was naturally grateful, and by the way, he praised Chengyun Escort Bureau.

As for the words "Keep it in mind", "There must be great rewards", and "Swear by Xu's spirit in heaven", he also opened his mouth.

——Anyway, he is not the real Xu Yuan, so what does the whole family of the Xu family have to do with him?The real young master of the Xu family died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

Even the reason why Xu's family was destroyed was also an order from Yan Weilou himself.The Big Dipper Demon Palace probably doesn't even know where this black pot came from.Even though it's something like taking the blame, they should have practiced for a long time.

The men and horses of Chengyun Escort came and went like the wind, and they flew past the mountain road in a blink of an eye, leaving only a large amount of dust and clear rut marks.

Calm was restored in the mountains and forests again.

On a big tree beside the boulder, a black shadow leaped down from the top of the tree and landed on the ground silently.

The oblique sunlight intertwined with the shadows of the treetops, cutting out bright and dark tracks on that feminine and handsome face.

His breath was icy and cold, and his flying black robe was like a mist, and there seemed to be a ghostly fire burning under the robe; his long black hair was mixed with a few strands of silvery white.Those deep and pitch-black pupils stared straight at the direction in which the convoy was heading away.Suddenly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and a chuckle overflowed.

"The power of time is running out, this avatar will last up to three days."

This is also the result of him deliberately killing a large number of little monsters in the secret realm of the vast sea, but it is a pity that he was almost exhausted in order to fight against the heavenly beings the day before yesterday.

"... Tsk, trouble." Where can I kill a few more people to add it?

Yan Weilou slightly tilted his head in thought, and took out half a piece of crystal clear jade from his sleeve.

This is the "Thousand-mile Voice Transmission" that was seized from the old Shen's relics before, and it can only be used three times.The other half was handed over to Wuhen by him.

Inject the true energy in the body into Yu Jue, and after checking the message from Wuhen, he left another message.Yan Weilou put it away again.

"No Hate? He is the best person..."

He stretched out his black robe suddenly, and the whole person soared into the air, flying towards the opposite direction of the convoy.

three days later.

On the border of Dongli, a border town close to the fiefdom of King Dayong Qi.The sky is full of yellow sand, and the cold wind in the desert is like knives, icy cold and biting.

In the inn by the roadside, a warm fire was lit.After trekking for half a day, the guest opened the curtain and walked in, and immediately felt the chills all over his body melted, and his cold hands and feet regained consciousness.

The chubby shopkeeper huddled behind the counter, holding a cup of tea and drinking slowly. The lobby is very deserted today.

On weekdays, the lobby would have been bustling with activity, but today it was a bit quieter.Just because there is a strange person sitting in the corner of the lobby.

He was wearing a large black robe, his black hair was stained with frost, and his eyes were icy and snowy.The whole person was lazily lying in front of the table, just slightly lowering his head and playing with a wine glass in his hand.Neither drinking nor ordering food, dozing off with half-closed eyes, like a docile and harmless big cat.

But everyone knows he's not.

It was odd enough that he occupied a table by himself in a lobby that was already full.What's even weirder is that those people around would rather huddle together than dare to get any closer to that table.

It's because the people who tried to do this before have all turned into corpses under that person's feet and were buried in the long yellow sand outside.The bloody smell on the ground has not yet dissipated.

All the people in the lobby didn't dare to show their atmosphere, they just drank and ate in silence, not even the sound of teeth and chopsticks clashing together.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The slender fingers of the man in black tapped lightly on the table, and the unhurried rhythm caused everyone's hearts to beat together.

It was interrupted by the sound of footsteps outside the door.

The door curtain was lifted, and a figure floated in along with the cold wind.In contrast, this seems to be a more eccentric person.

The figure was also shrouded in a black robe, but a cold iron hook protruded from the left cuff. The face of the visitor was covered with a pitch-black iron mask, and a pair of eyes swept across the hall, revealing a cold light. .

"grown ups!"

He walked over without hesitation, knelt down on one knee, and bowed his head respectfully.

"The matter you explained, the subordinate has already done it."

"very good."

The lazy and feigning person raised his head, his chin slightly moved, and a casual smile overflowed from his deep black pupils, showing evilness in the coldness.

He hooked his hands, as if calling a hound: "Come here."

The person kneeling on the ground hurriedly took a step forward, almost getting close to the opponent's knee.He really behaved like a loyal hound.

laugh!

A piece of tooth chopsticks suddenly shot out without warning, and entered from the top of the half-kneeling man's head, directly penetrating his brain.

No one could clearly see the movement of the man in black.It was as if no one knew how the tooth chopsticks that had been placed in the corner of the table suddenly appeared in his hands, and how they were thrown out suddenly.

When they reacted, a stream of plasma shot out.

Everyone in the lobby was almost petrified into statues, never felt so close to death for a moment.

"Hey... you!"

The person kneeling on the ground has already fallen headlong to the ground, his eyes are still wide open, staring straight at Yan Weilou which is close at hand, with unwillingness and doubt remaining in his pupils.

"I can only say that your acting skills are so good and so submissive that even I can't see the flaws."

Yan Weilou chuckled and kindly answered him.

"But that's the biggest flaw."

"Do you think he is really Wuhen because he is called Wuhen? That guy's acting skills are not as good as yours. No matter how obedient he pretends to be, if there is a chance to kill me, he will never let it go."

At the end, there was a hint of a smile in his tone, a little anticipation.It seems that there is a subordinate who wants to kill himself anytime, anywhere, what an interesting thing.

Yan Weilou slowly got up from his seat, with an impatient expression: "Unfortunately, I really overestimated him..."

"This kind of trash who even needs me to save himself, how can he seek revenge from me! Playing a play of enduring humiliation and suffering? It's ridiculous."

The last syllable fell, and the cold moon around his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.

With a faint long cry, at this moment, night falls, a pool of moonlight shines on the world, and boundless killing intent is revealed in the endless poetry.

"Okay, hand over that trash."

The night and the moonlight are intertwined, and his figure seems to be stepping on the boundary line between the night and the moon, half bright and half dark.

"At least he's still useful now."

Someone moved silently in the darkness.

When the wind suddenly picked up, Yan Weilou's icy knife tip drew an arc in the night, fell obliquely, and finally reached a person's throat.

It was the chubby shopkeeper who had been drinking tea behind the counter.

And on the road between the two of them, everything that was an eyesore had already been reduced to dust in the silent confrontation just now.

There were also seven drinkers who fell to the ground around them.

At the moment when the darkness fell just now, they all attacked at the same time in seven different directions, with seven different postures, and with seven different weapons.

He fell to the ground in seven different ways.

"Guest officer..." With a chill on his neck, the chubby shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"Where is the person?" Yan Weilou moved the tip of the knife forward, drawing a bloodstain, "I don't have much patience."