You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Yan Zian shook his hand, and the token that Shi Qingxu handed over to him just now almost fell to the ground.

He quietly put the jade pendant into Qiankun's sleeve, his eyes were lowered, and Mo Chenyuan couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly for a while.

On the wall behind him is an endless picture of rivers and mountains stretching for thousands of miles, majestic and majestic, with solemn mountains and rivers, and the expression of the flowing light sword is just like that priceless ink painting.

After a while, Yan Zi'an said slowly, "What are you talking about?"

Mo Chenyuan's expression remained unchanged, his body straightened even more, and his expression became more and more serious: "A few days ago, this disciple received several letters from his subordinates who have been secretly investigating for many years."

"The letter involved an old incident, concerning you, City Lord Lu, Demon Lord Shao Shu, and... the twin sister of the former Demon Lord, the former Demon Princess Shao Shu."

Yan Zi'an looked at him with a flat expression, as if what he was talking about was other people's family affairs.

Seeing that he didn't intend to answer, Mo Chenyuan simply became cruel, drew a barrier in the room that no one could see, and continued: "More than 30 years ago, the princess Shaoshu married the prince of the demon world, Bei Mingjun. After marriage, she had a son, Luo Huayin, but when Luo Huayin was six years old, Shao Shu disappeared mysteriously, and in the following years, Lord Beiming tried his best to search for it, but to no avail."

"Until Luo Huayin was 12 years old, the princess returned to Beicheng alone under the jurisdiction of Lord Beiming. Two years later, Lord Beiming died of poisoning together with the princess."

Yan Zian's eyebrows and eyes were as peaceful as a bodhisattva in a temple, and his tone was calm: "The life experience of the demon Lord Luo Huayin can be known by a little investigation in the demon world. What do you want to do with me?"

Mo Chenyuan looked straight into his eyes, his eyes like arrows: "This past event is well-known among the demons, but if you ask in detail, almost no one knows where the princess went and what she did in the years when she disappeared. There are different opinions on the speculation, and even the Demon Lord Shaoshu dare not make a conclusion."

Yan Zi'an looked at him indifferently, as if to say: "The secret between their brothers and sisters, what does it matter to me?"

"According to the information I got, during the years when Shaoshu disappeared, the Demon Lord Shaoshu didn't know the whereabouts of his own sister, but there was one person who kept taking care of Shaoshu in secret," Mo Chenyuan said in a deep voice, " Master, am I right?"

He was determined to find out the truth, his knees were hurting from kneeling on the floor, but his posture was still as straight as an arrow, and he kept watching Yan Zi'an's expression closely, as if he would jump if Yan Zi'an's face loosened a little. Get up and run back to Qianshuju, hide the elder brother in the devil world and never see anyone again.

But Yan Zi'an still acted as if he didn't like oil and salt, and listened to him telling other people's stories calmly.

Some of the old things involved are related to the face of the elders. In front of Yan Zi'an, Mo Chenyuan didn't dare to talk too much, so he asked: "No matter whether the real situation back then was as I guessed, the disciple only I would like to ask Master one thing—if senior brother enters the Demon Subduing Formation, will the formation be activated?"

Yan Zi'an's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and the aura that had never been shown in front of them instantly fell on Mo Chenyuan's shoulders.

He didn't even doubt that as long as he uttered a wrong word today, Mo Chenyuan, the demon lord, would be dealt with on the spot by the number one monk in the world for any reason.

Yan Zian asked, "What do you want to do?"

Mo Chenyuan smiled wryly, and made a fist with his right hand, touching his heart: "Master, don't worry, I will never do anything to hurt senior brother."

Yan Zi'an still looked at him with vigilance.

He knew that his two apprentices had always had a close friendship, and he also believed that they could support each other and help each other—but that was three years ago.

How deep is the relationship between two people to offset the deep-rooted hatred that has been tormented in endless purgatory for three years?

Yan Zi'an didn't dare to gamble, he couldn't afford to gamble at all.

He watched Lu Qianchuan grow up with his own eyes, and he could guess what the big disciple was thinking about any action he made, but Mo Chenyuan couldn't.

Mo Chenyuan has been deeply scheming since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he couldn't see through the thoughts of this little disciple. What's more, after three years of experience in the dead zone, his thoughts became more and more unfathomable. Behavior and eyes guess his next move.

Years of master and apprentice, at this moment a kind of ironic and tense scene formed.

Mo Chenyuan keenly caught the flash of murderous intent in Yan Zi'an's eyes, and smiled helplessly: "Your performance has already explained too many problems."

The moment before the Liuguang sword was unsheathed, he said: "I want to take senior brother to the Demon Realm to avoid the eyes and ears of others for a while, so as to delay the time and find a way for the seal on his body."

Yan Zi'an carefully observed his every subtle expression, wishing to see into his heart through those strange red pupils: "Shen Yuan, I have been biased as a master for many years, if you blame me, I have nothing to say."

"But Asakawa is really sincere to you. Except for that accident, I have never seen him do anything wrong to you."

Mo Chenyuan said: "That accident... Maybe it's justifiable, and the disciple also has some guesses."

Yan Zi'an still looked at him puzzled: "Can you give me a reason to trust you?"

Mo Chenyuan froze for a moment, a strange blush appeared on his white jade-like face, and then the blush spread more and more, his handsome face turned tomato-colored: "This disciple has been a demon king for a while, and the inside of the sac also Forget it... I have a little accumulation, after this matter subsides, I still want to ask you for help..."

He stammered strangely: "Uh... help to be the master."

He spoke vaguely, and there was no deep meaning to be heard from the surface, but Yan Zi'an was exquisite and transparent, and looking at his expression, he immediately understood the love of young people like romantic children.

However, he was still a little puzzled: "You want to propose marriage to Mingshu? Does she know? When did you..."

Subscribed for life?

How come he, the father, didn't find out about it?

The blush on Mo Chenyuan's face faded away, and he hurriedly clarified: "It's not junior sister, it's... senior brother."

Yan Zian: "..."

Before Shaoshu came, he experienced the feeling of myocardial infarction in advance.

*

On the other side, Shao Shu was leading Lu Fengyi through the clouds and fog, and the city lord of Snow City's overnight meal was about to be shaken out by his anxious tossing.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "We were going ahead without the big troops, why are you in such a hurry?! I said if you can catch up with Shenghe, you can catch up!"

Shao Shu opened his mouth, drank the wind in his stomach, and yelled back even harder: "Is it wrong for me to rush to celebrate my apprentice's birthday?!"

Lu Fengyi: "..."

No more quarreling, if the quarreling continued, his half master would appear even more incompetent.

When the two of them landed in mid-air, the tied hair crowns were crooked. Shao Shu straightened himself up carefully, then wiped off the dust from the wrinkles on his clothes, and turned to Lu Fengyi, "What do you think of my appearance?"

Lu Fengyi was propping up a tree, with a pitiful appearance of wanting to vomit but couldn't vomit, when he heard this, he drew out his sword and said angrily, "If you say one more word, I'll change your 'grooming' into a 'survival'."

Shaoshu: "..."

There is an access control at the gate of Wanling Mountain, Lu Fengyi has the right to pass through directly, but Shao Shu does not, so he can only accompany this master here to wait for the pass.

The two waited for a long time, but before the disciple guarding the mountain came back, they actually waited for Lu Qianchuan who came to greet him in person.

Shaoshu saw Lu Qianchuan from a long distance, and after making sure that he was well dressed, he held his hands behind his back, pretending to be an accomplished person, and looked up at the sky.

Lu Fengyi almost wanted to kick this pretentious guy off.

Lu Qianchuan saw Lu Fengyi standing side by side with a senior who couldn't tell the depth of his cultivation from a distance, and immediately guessed the identity of this senior senior.

It's a pity that according to the etiquette, it is not allowed to use any dodging and shrinking techniques when welcoming the elders. It is rare for him not to put on the airs of a big brother and trot all the way to the two of them.

Bow down and salute.

"The two seniors haven't seen each other for a long time."

After Lu Qianchuan saluted and got up, Shao Shu was about to pat him on the shoulder with the kind expression that he had practiced for many days to show his kindness. He raised his hand halfway, but Lu Fengyi took a step ahead of him and hugged Lu Qianchuan's shoulder. The two smiled happily: "Long time no see, I'm here to celebrate your birthday today, so I'll save you all these vain gifts."

Lu Qianchuan smiled at him and nodded.

Shaoshu: "..."

He is angry.

Lu Fengyi has a characteristic, the ones he gets close to are also the ones he gets close to, and this person can always strike ahead of him.

The Demon Lord shyly retracted his arm, and coughed lightly pretending to be majestic.

Lu Qianchuan understood, smiled at him and said, "The junior has been waiting for this day for a long time, senior, long time no see."

Shao Shu was coaxed to be happy, he hummed softly from his nose, glanced at Lu Fengyi complacently, and continued to look at Lu Qianchuan who was familiar but unfamiliar to him.

They have lived together for thousands of days and nights, and he knows Lu Qianchuan's living habits and ways of doing things very well.

But for a few years, he saw all living beings in this vast world through Lu Qianchuan's eyes, but he never really saw Lu Qianchuan's own face.

His eyes swept across Lu Qianchuan's face for a few times, the smile on Shao Shu's lips gradually disappeared, and his brows were visibly furrowed.

Lu Qianchuan saw him suddenly turning from sunny to cloudy, and felt anxious in his heart, secretly wondering if he had been lazy and didn't practice martial arts recently, and this tricky senior had spotted him.

"you……"

Just as Shao Shu was about to speak, Lu Fengyi stretched out his arms to embrace him again, and said with a loud smile, "If there's anything you can't go up to talk about, you have to stand at the gate of the mountain and blow the wind."

Shao Shu's heart was shaking with shock, when he suddenly interrupted him, it was a slap in the face.

Lu Fengyi smiled with a good temper, and his eyes signaled him to look at the forest beside him.

Shao Shu's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at the dense woods one by one from the corner of his eye, and became more and more frightened - there were at least a hundred monks hiding in the woods.

They must have taken some elixir such as breath-holding pill, so he and Lu Fengyi didn't notice the clue immediately.

The two exchanged glances, Shao Shu's fingers hidden in his sleeves moved slightly, and a sound of startled spirit beasts came, breaking the tranquility of the winter forest.

*

Demon Realm, North City.

This is an extremely luxurious and comfortable room. There are all kinds of ingenious and exquisite small objects in the room. The dressing table is full of jewelry and spirit stones that my daughter's family likes.

The twilight is dim and dim, through the cracks of the window, the phlegm daylight tries to illuminate the lifeless interior, and the daylight crawls over the soft carpet, lengthening the shadows of the people in the room in vain.

The man was wearing a water-green gown, standing motionless in front of a wall painting, so silent that he was about to melt into the painting.

That painting depicts a beautiful woman. Even the man who doesn't like beauties the most in the world, seeing this painting, can't help but stop and admire the beauties on the wall.

The painter is skilled and affectionately made this picture of beauties that anyone who looks at will be impressed, and keeps the beauties in the painting forever on the paper, showing the world a beautiful smile that can overwhelm the country and city.

The man in the green shirt breathed lightly on purpose, as if he was afraid that his movements would disturb the beauty in the painting.

On the left brow bone of him and the beauty in the painting, there is a lifelike and extremely gorgeous plum blossom branch. Several cold plum blossoms are dotted on the plum branch, extending along the lines of the brow bone all the way to the temple.

The man raised his hand, gently stroked the imprint he had been carrying since birth, and said in a low voice, "It's almost time."

He stepped on the soft carpet and slowly took two steps forward until his cheek touched the skirt of the beauty.

Like a little beast curled up in his mother's arms, he gently rubbed against the painting with his face sideways, showing a satisfied smile: "I won't be alone soon."

"I will do what my mother said and give him everything I have. When the time comes, we will live in this room together and we will live together forever."