The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

In the dark and damp dungeon of the devil world, a huge and ferocious statue of an evil beast stands in the middle, surrounded by tall stone walls, separating one dark cell compartment after another, and the sound of ticking water is especially obvious in the empty space .

In the stone prison in the corner, three burly men with big eyes and small eyes were sitting in a row on the wet ground, with a hint of confusion in their expressions, but more of resentment.

"Our dignified Golden Core stage monks were caught by a few small Foundation Establishment stage demon cultivators. We are really ashamed to face our family!"

"This time it was our carelessness. We are casual cultivators with no background or sect. I don't know that these demon cultivators are so despicable and poisonous. It is shameless."

"I heard that the third elder Laoshizi said that we should hand over our brothers to the Demon Lord. In my opinion, we might as well fight to the death. It would be best if we can kill the Demon Lord. Even if we can't, we can't betray our cultivation world."

"Good idea, but what is this person going to do?"

Song Yan, who was pretending to be dizzy, felt several pairs of eyes falling on him.

There was some hesitation in the voice of one of the big men: "He seems to be a disciple of Yue Huazong."

"I can't tell how old his bones are, but he should not be very old with his appearance in the foundation building period."

"Yue Huazong's proud son of heaven is different from those of us casual cultivators who are neither important nor important. We estimate that they will not be able to break through the Nascent Soul even if their lifespan is exhausted. Nascent Soul is powerful."

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw determination in each other's eyes.

"He is the future hope of the comprehension world, we must protect him and not let him fall into the hands of the demon cultivators."

Then, there was deathly silence.

The sound of ticking around is more obvious.

Song Yan didn't know what words to use to express his feelings for a while. Whether it was shock or emotion, it seemed that they were not worthy of their bold words. In the end, they just became more determined to save them and go out together.

This is true if the way is right.

Behind the layers of veils, a slender and lustrous hand stretched out, vaguely clamping the porcelain wine glass on the long wooden table.

Putting the cold white skin and the porcelain white wine glass together, it was impossible to tell who was whiter for a moment.

After drinking a glass of wine, there was a notification from the guards outside the hall.

"My lord, the third elder asked to see him, and he brought a few righteous monks tied up behind him."

Shen Suzhi raised his eyebrows, and his tone was somewhat interesting: "The right way? Let him in."

A moment later, the third elder walked into the main hall alone in a solemn black robe.

Although he was only superficially respectful to Shen Suzhi and secretly turned to Venerable Feiyan secretly, he still had a lot of etiquette. He knelt down peacefully, lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "My lord."

"I heard that you have caught several righteous paths?" Shen Suzhi asked with a half-smile while playing with the wine glass.

The third elder replied: "My lord, the subordinates of the old minister did capture a few demon cultivators in the Evergreen Forest, and one of them was a disciple of Yue Huazong. They should be able to find out some useful information for you to attack the cultivation world in the future." .”

A disciple of Yue Huazong?

Shen Suzhi couldn't help but think of Song Yan, and then denied this idea.

How could a person as cold and lonely as Song Yan, with a strong cultivation base, be caught by a few small pawns?But in Evergreen Forest, there are other disciples of Yue Huazong?

Seeing the flattering expression of the third elder, Shen Suzhi glanced at him lightly, mocking him: "Bring it up."

After a few breaths, the four of them were brought up by guards.

Shen Suzhi looked from left to right.

One was as strong as an ox, the other was as ferocious as a tiger, and the other had a deep and long scar on his face.

Gee.

Who were they arrested?

Shen Suzhi was disdainful in her heart, and turned her gaze to a tall figure on the far right.

...? ?

Under the exquisite black mask, the sarcasm froze for an instant, and then cracked inch by inch, his peach blossom eyes were full of astonishment, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Song Yan? ? ?Why is he here? !

That ordinary face with a trace of delicateness that was not concealed in front of him before going out, that snow-white long gown that never changes, and those eyes that are as indifferent as ice and snow, isn't it Song Yan himself?

Shen Suzhi hurriedly stretched out his hand, touched the black mask tightly attached to his face, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Song Yan didn't know that he was the new Mozun.

Seeing that Shen Suzhi's expression was uncertain, the third elder directly stretched out his hand to grab Song Yan's arm on the far right, and pulled him to the front: "My lord, this person is a disciple of Yue Huazong, and he has the jade plaque of Yue Huazong on his body. Why don't you torture him severely, and you will be able to ask something, which will help you achieve a great cause."

Shen Suzhi watched a faint handprint appear on Song Yan's snow-white sleeve, he suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "Go out."

The third elder's small eyes were full of doubts: "My lord?"

Shen Suzhi closed his eyes: "I will interrogate myself, get out!"

The third elder didn't dare to say any more, bowed his head and retreated.

The hall fell into silence for an instant. Song Yan raised his eyes and saw that behind the layers of veils, the corners of red clothes were faintly visible, and all kinds of rare treasures around seemed ordinary, and they could be seen everywhere, extremely luxurious.

Song Yan complained to the system in his mind: "He really knows how to enjoy it, and the simplicity of co-authoring in Fuchen Peak is all fake."

[Host, the hero is looking at you. 】

A look fell on Song Yan.

Before Shen Suzhi could speak, the three big men behind Song Yan couldn't stand up first. They looked at each other and flew up, rushing towards Shen Suzhi behind the gauze curtain.

Although the three elders were cautious, they kept binding them with fairy ropes, but they did not seal their spiritual power, probably because they felt that in a place where the spiritual energy is thin in the demon world, they would not be able to use their spiritual power at all, and would not treat the demon king. What kind of harm can this powerful power cause?

"Fellow Daoist, go!"

In an instant, the figures of the three of them approached Shen Suzhi, and at the same time, their spiritual power rose sharply, and they were about to reach a critical point.

Song Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The three of them, are they going to blow themselves up? !

Countless methods were guessed in his mind, Song Yan never imagined that a few people who had never met before could blew himself up in exchange for his glimmer of life.

Shen Suzhi was about to speak, but was abruptly interrupted by these three people, his brows and eyes were extremely irritated, and now seeing that these three people were overwhelmed and wanted to blow themselves up in front of him, he suddenly became angry, and waved his bright red sleeves , I want these three people to die directly.

The pitch-black devilish energy rushed towards the faces of several people, as if it was going to completely envelop them in the next moment. At the very moment, a cold sword light suddenly broke through the devilish energy. The next second, the sword light approached Shen Suzhi, cutting off the A lock of his long hair.

The hair fluttered down on the ground, Shen Suzhi looked at the strand of black hair, his eyes darkened instantly, as if a storm was about to come.

"Bold!" Shen Suzhi gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a little disciple of Yue Huazong who dares to assassinate me, it's really daring!"

Song Yan conscientiously played the image of a big boss who pretended to be an ordinary disciple and didn't know Shen Suzhi's true identity. He stabbed out with the shadow sword in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "The leader of the demon world, everyone in the righteous way can be punished."

Within half an hour, the Zhaoying Sword had already arrived in front of Shen Suzhi's eyes. Seeing this familiar sword, Shen Suzhi was stunned for a moment.

In the next second, the magic energy enveloped the entire blade.

With a bang, the gate of the palace was broken open, and a large group of guards rushed in, surrounded Song Yan and the others with unkind eyes.

The three people who were interrupted from self-explosion were falling weakly to the ground at this time. Their aura had been exhausted just now, and now the strength in their bodies was exhausted, and it was extremely difficult to move.

After the guards, Shen Suzhi wore a red gown, and the peach blossom eyes behind the mask were full of anger. If you look closely, there is a trace of complexity hidden behind the anger.

"A disciple of Yue Huazong?" Shen Suzhi snorted coldly, emphasizing the word "disciple", "A disciple of Yue Huazong with such strength?"

"I'm afraid it's not some great power who came here, why, don't you dare to show your true colors?"

Song Yan's brows were full of frost, and with a movement of his hand, the magic energy wrapped around the Zhaoying Sword shattered like an eggshell, revealing the extremely smooth blade.

He threw the Zhaoying sword, and the sword disappeared immediately. The next second, a sword completely different from the Zhaoying sword appeared in his hand.

The brilliance is restrained, sharp and compelling.

It is the Fuchen sword.

Everyone present recognized the sword. They were frightened and astonished for a moment, and their eyes seemed to engulf Song Yan.

The disguised face gradually faded away, revealing the untainted and cold face, like the snow on the mountain, the breeze among the pines, and the coldness between the eyebrows and eyes directly frightened the surrounding people in place.

"Prince Vanity?!" one of them exclaimed.

Shen Suzhi tilted his head, and the corners of his lips curled up in a very shallow arc: "This seat must be someone who is powerful, and the original vain king came here, I'm sorry."

Song Yan looked at him indifferently: "I dare not be that."

Shen Suzhi sighed softly: "Since all the true emperors have come, why don't you leave."

"Then it depends on whether the Demon Lord can keep me." Song Yan lifted the sword, and the tip of the sword drew a circle in the air, and the spiritual energy overflowed, enveloping the three people on the ground.

The surrounding guards swarmed up, swiped the Fuchen sword, and the piercing sword energy streaked across the white light. In an instant, the heads of the guards closest to Song Yan rolled down one after another.

"System, how many people are there?" Song Yan asked in his mind.

[System statistics—reporting to the host, sixteen people, overfulfilling the task. 】

Sixteen people?Although I didn't get any useful information when I came to the Demon Realm, it was a pleasant surprise to complete the task.

At that moment, Song Yan no longer missed it, rolled up the stunned and speechless three people on the ground, turned into a white light and left the magic palace directly.

[Successfully kill ten demon cultivators in front of the male protagonist, complete the plot line mission, and get 100 points reward. 】

Song Yan stood on the Fuchen sword and walked forward with the sword, and the three people who were bound by the fairy rope stood behind him, not daring to say a word.

Inside the devil's palace, Shen Suzhi looked at the messy hall, his gloomy gaze swept over the trembling crowd, and the blood in his eyes surged with desire.

Beside his feet, the Third Elder knelt on the ground trembling, not even daring to lift his head, not daring to vent his breath.

After a long time, Shen Suzhi let out a cold and sarcastic chuckle, which echoed in the silent hall.

at the same time--

[System testing - the system testing is complete, and the male protagonist has been detected to have emotional fluctuations. The current hatred value for you is 42200 points, and the favorability value is 35 points. Please continue to work hard! 】

The author has something to say: the favorability value has risen again, so don’t guess what Xiao Shen is thinking~

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