I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

He looked at his disciples inquiringly, and his desire to strangle Chen Lan was so strong for the first time.

Chen Lan's ability to arouse the sword master's killing intent as an ordinary disciple is indeed quite a feat.

But Luo Yongzhou didn't try to defend himself.

How could gossip be as important as Mu Xiwei?

Most of his attention was focused on Mu Xiwei. The first light of the bright candle in the sheath sensed the master's mind, and the sword blew continuously.

Although the origin of the monsters in this city was left by Mu Xiwei a hundred years ago, logically speaking, it would be extremely difficult to hurt Mu Xiwei.But the origin of the monster is mysterious after all, so we must guard against it.

If there is any change in the situation, the first light of Luoyongri's bright candle will be unsheathed immediately, cutting off the round of Tomorrow at the top of the city.

The disciples of Baiyunjian below couldn't think of so much, and they have already started to have different opinions, and there are endless discussions:

"Since Mu Shiqi is Uncle Mu, who is the other one beside him?"

Mu Xiwei is a newcomer to Baiyunjian. In terms of cultivation and qualifications, it is difficult to convince the public, but her seniority is undoubtedly high.In Baiyunjian, it is an existence of the same generation as the leader Lu Guijing and others.

Among the tens of thousands of disciples in Baiyunjian, those who could call him senior brother were few and far between.

And these few people are mostly disciples who have known their names for a long time and have personally met them.

First use the method of elimination, it must not be the leader they are most familiar with, Lu Guijing...

Then, after excluding a series of corresponding candidates, a terrible idea popped up in the minds of the disciples.

They look at me, I look at you, as if they have some scruples invisibly, and the most daring disciples dare not speak first.

After a while, one of the disciples tremblingly said, "He, he,... can't it be... Qi Zhenren, right?"

He spoke out the suppressed voices of his disciples.

To be honest, the disciples think it is very possible.

After all, there are a series of existences in Baiyunjian who are equal to Mu Xiwei, and Qi Yunfei will not return to Baiyunjian for a hundred years, so they have no way of witnessing his true colors.

And then—

It is said that Qi Yunfei is very fond of his uncle, the sword master, and it is very possible to imitate his uncle's dressing and dressing.

There was a rumble in the disciple's head, which made his legs and feet weak.

Qi Yunfei lived in legends, it was said that he would chop anyone he saw, he would come and go freely, his temperament was as powerful as wind and thunder, his voice was powerful, his bones were strong, and he was gone.

With the sound of Senior Brother, I'm so scared, it collapsed completely, and there was not a single scum left.

It turns out that... Qi Zhenren actually has such a temperament?

It's true that people should not be judged by appearances, and rumors should not be trusted.

The disciple realized that he seemed to have glimpsed some unknown truth, and his heart was full of fear of being killed and silenced forcibly.

The disciple who spoke first asked Chen Lan tremblingly, "Senior brother Chen Chen, do you know the name of the uncle who is with Uncle Mu?"

Chen Lan looked puzzled, and thought about it seriously: "It should be Luo Shiliu, what's wrong?"

It’s over.

The disciple was pessimistic and desperate, thinking in his heart that with Qi Zhenren's admiration for the Juggernaut, it is very possible to choose a pseudonym with the same surname as the Juggernaut.

He looked at Luo Yongzhou, deeply shocked and surprised.

Unexpected, really unexpected.

Uncle Mu is indeed the son of destiny predestined by heaven.

Not to mention being able to ask the Sword Master to make an exception and accept him as a disciple, he can also let Zhenren Qi do this for him.

Except for the Son of Destiny, who can have this treatment?

As for Luo Yongzhou himself?

The disciple didn't think about it in this direction at all.

Juggernaut is too high and too far away for them.How they treat the gods in the sky, how the Juggernaut cannot be insulted in their hearts.

How could the Juggernaut be associated with Luo Shiliu, who is one brother at a time, I'm so afraid?

Impossible, impossible in this lifetime.

When the disciples exchanged glances, they reached a tacit agreement.

Looking at their eager eyes and the weird smiles on their lips that could hardly be suppressed, one can imagine what kind of unhealthy storms and evil waves will be created in the white clouds after this group of people go back.

The light covering Mu Xiwei gradually faded and was no longer dazzling.

Instead, Mu Xiwei's aura in Guangli rose steadily, reaching the peak of foundation establishment in the blink of an eye.

This is much more than that.

Foundation Establishment Peak...Golden Elixir...

Leaping from the foundation to the golden core, this kind of difficulty that ordinary disciples need to polish for years or even decades, to Mu Xiwei, is just a natural breath.

However, Luo Yongzhou could tell that Mu Xiwei's cultivation base was solid and stable, and it didn't look like he was vain after taking a big tonic pill from the sky.

It's as if...he was born with such amazing and exaggerated talents.

Even Jindan's cultivation is not worthy of him.

The rising aura on Mu Xiwei's body has not yet reached its limit.

The last ray of light was like a stream of returning to the sea, gurgling and disappearing on Mu Xiwei.

Mu Xi slightly opened his eyes.

At this time, his cultivation base has reached the peak of Jindan, if it is not inconvenient to directly break through the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul is also easy to get.

City Lord Chang Ye carefully looked at Mu Xiwei's face for a while, as if he understood something, he couldn't help muttering: "So it is, so it is."

It's no wonder that when I saw this boy, I felt that he looked very familiar.

No wonder the second round of Rising Sun at the top of the city would give such a generous treatment to the boy.

Under the almost identical lower half of the face of the boy and the great demon lord, everything has a reasonable explanation.

It's just that the great demon lord is an adult man after all, older than the boy, and has more experience. Compared with the youthful youthfulness and high spirits of the young man, the outline of the great demon lord looks deeper, more restrained, and more powerful.

Thinking about it, the young man is undoubtedly his descendant by blood.

Thinking so, City Lord Changye never said a word.

For this young man who was born in the white clouds, the world is either black or white, and the demons should be his lifelong enemies.

As far as the great demon lord is concerned, he may not feel that the status of the great demon lord is glorious and can be boasted about.

It's best not to know each other.

Mu Xiwei has the luck of Mu Xiwei, and the Great Demon Lord has the helplessness of the Great Demon Lord.

The Lord of Long Night closed his mouth knowingly.

Mu Xiwei's mood was a bit complicated. He opened his hand, feeling the power in his palm that was not what it used to be:

"Master, I have a faint feeling that the sun at the top of the city seems to recognize me as the master."

That is to say, it is not impossible for Mu Xiwei to take it off and put it in his body.

Luo Yongzhou was not surprised.

nbs 100 years ago Mu Xiwei was the master of the origin of the demons, and when we meet again 100 years later, it is reasonable for a part of the origin of the demons to recognize Mu Xiwei as the master.

Mu Xiwei said, "But I don't want to take it off."

He was always a little awkward about accepting the inheritance of the Great Demon Lord in a disguised form.

It feels like betraying Bai Yunjian, being in Cao Ying and heart in Han.

"For the first time, Huangquan needs to be protected by this round of the sun. I have a long way to go. There is no need to do things to cut off their livelihood for the sake of the little profit in front of me."

Mu Xi kept in mind the changes in the Ghost Realm mentioned by the Lord of the Long Night.

He thought, if it was up to him to choose, he would definitely prefer the current ghost town where "you have to eat well to be a ghost", rather than the one that was lifeless and dangerous before.

Can use this round of sun to exchange for a lively and better Huangquan, this deal is very cost-effective.

This can be regarded as... the only good thing the great demon master has done in his life.

"Secondly, this round of the sun is ultimately created by the Great Demon Lord. If I can choose, I... don't really want to accept it."

He has an instinctive resistance to the demons and the great demon master.

As for his own cultivation, Mu Xiwei thought very clearly: "My cultivation has benefited from the great demon lord, and when I return it to the demons on the battlefield, it can be regarded as a person who makes the best use of everything and lives up to its master."

To put it simply, it deserves two words.

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

He has traveled through many worlds with strange people and strange things, so he has naturally seen many, but this is indeed the first time Luo Yongzhou sees Mu Xiwei who scolds himself and is angry with himself.

Why bother to make life difficult for yourself?

He opened his mouth a little awkwardly: "Sometimes you don't have to speak too harshly, the big demon master... is not necessarily a very bad person."

Mu Xiwei's eyes were clear: "But you killed the Great Demon Lord a hundred years ago."

There is no wronged soul under the sword of the sword master.

Mu Xiwei trusted Luo Yongzhou, so he naturally believed that the big demon master deserved what he deserved, and deserved his death.

He didn't know where Luo Yongri was touched by his words.

Luo Yongzhou's mood suddenly sank, it was that kind of low that he could hardly speak a word.

He felt a little empathy from the original owner.

When the original owner killed the Great Demon Lord, it should not be as happy and relieved as the world imagined.

Luo Yongzhou lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the blazing sun, and only after a long time did he touch Mu Xiwei's hair:

"Maybe sometimes, what the Juggernaut does is not necessarily right."

At least you will regret it.

Bai Yunjian found his disciple, and Changye City Lord solved the troublesome ghost.

Both sides are happy.

The City Lord of Changye knew clearly that staying in Huangquan for a long time might not be a good thing for his disciples, so he didn't want to keep them any longer, and only ordered his subordinates to prepare a farewell banquet for that night.

At the banquet, the beauties are like flowing water, the trays in the hands are gold bottles, jade cups and glass cups, fine wines and fine wines, mountain and sea delicacies, dancing sleeves, silk and bamboo.

The carved beams and painted buildings of the City Lord's Mansion, the birds and auspicious animals painted in lacquered gold are all lifelike, not like the gloomy ghosts, just like the graceful goddess in the flying murals.

Luo Yongzhou noticed that his disciple looked at him very strangely, and every time he looked back, he hastily lowered his head to cover up.

Luo Yongzhou himself did not believe that there was something hidden in it.

But he is well aware of the truth that the more you say, the more wrong you are, and the more you describe, the darker it is.

Therefore, Luo Yongzhou just said to Chen Lan with a pleasant face, "You show me your hand."

Chen Lan obediently handed over her wrist.

Luo Yongzhou caught Chen Lan's pulse through his sleeve.

His hands are extremely beautiful, cold and white like fine snow, shiny like fat jade, even the slight curvature of the fingertips seems to be as delicately carved as compared to a ruler, and there is no room for a single strand of hair. error.

Even though it was difficult to feel the touch through the cloth, Chen Lan still felt that the place where his fingers touched her seemed to be burning and scorching hot.

Luo Yongzhou didn't care what he was thinking.

really.

He detected Chen Lan's pulse at the beginning of his spiritual power, and he had already verified a guess in his heart.

There are indeed fragments of the origin of demons in Chen Lan's body.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain that there are so many ghosts in Changye City, day and night shrouded in the source of demons at the head of the city, and Chen Lan, who has just arrived, is stimulated by the source of demons in his body.

The origin of the demon does not engage in racial discrimination, so he picked Chen Lan to mutate him.

Unless it is Chen Lan himself, there are fragments of the origin of the demon, and then came to the Evernight City shrouded by the origin of the demon, just happened to be knocked open the valve in the body.

The result was as expected by Luo Yongzhou.

Although the origin of the demon in Chen Lan's body is very small, not much better than dust and gravel, and it is absolutely difficult to find out if it is not a land god, but it is indeed a fragment split from the origin of the demon.

He knocked on the system: "System, in this way, the origin of the demons was split into three parts by less talk a hundred years ago."

"One part is in my body, one part is in the Long Night City, and the other part has fallen into Chen Lan... No, it may be many, many people like Chen Lan, but they don't have Chen Lan's chance and coincidence, and they haven't been subjected to powerful forces. Inspired by the power of the same source, I don’t know what’s special about me.”

After speaking, Luo Yongzhou was also surprised: "Is the origin of the demon so divisible?"

Did it think it was mitotic?

Or did Mu Xiwei think that the origin of the demon is mitosis?

Ever since Luo Yongzhou agreed to the leader of the Ribu, the system was very passive and slowed down, and blocked back coldly: "You know the worldview in your book best."

Being so blocked by the system, Luo Yongzhou became pensive.

In fact, it is not impossible.

The origin of monsters is the evil spirit under the entire heaven, and no matter how the practitioners call the wind and call the rain, they will eventually be stained with the word "herringbone".No matter how powerful the land gods are, it is land that comes first.

With human ability, it is very difficult to control the origin of the entire demon.

Perhaps the previous great demon masters could only mobilize a few percent of the original power of the demons. In this way, Mu Xiwei's move to split a part of the city into the Long Night City a hundred years ago would not affect much.

He was contemplating, but he didn't pay attention to Mu Xiwei's strange behavior.

When a ghost drinks alcohol, it is easy to make mistakes.

The city lord of Changye was no exception. He drank alcohol, got a little over the top, and put aside the matter of concealing the connection between the great demon lord and Mu Xiwei.

He patted Mu Xiwei on the shoulder, his face was flushed, his voice was high-pitched, and he said with a smile:

"Little brother, when I saw you for the first time, I thought you had a kind face and familiar eyes. At that time, I couldn't understand what was going on, but now I think about it. Almost identical!"

"It's really fate."

He shook his head and sighed in self-concern, not noticing Mu Xiwei's extremely ugly expression for a moment.

The palm of Changye City Lord was not strong, but Mu Xiwei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave under his palm, and her whole body was chilling.

The pain in Qi Yunfei's mouth...

The lower half of the face that the city lord of Changye said was similar to that of the great demon lord...

There is also Luo Yongzhou.

"The Great Demon Lord...is not necessarily a very bad person."

"Maybe sometimes, what the Juggernaut does is not necessarily right."

Mu Xiwei counted the ins and outs of the future, and had a thorough understanding of the cause and effect.

He thought he would never be more enlightened and sober than now.

But he would rather go back to the past by himself, don't think too much about anything, don't worry too much about anything, and spend his whole life in such a daze, with eyes closed in chaos.

"Xiwei."

The voice that he missed deeply pulled Mu Xiwei out of the quagmire.

Mu Xiwei had never hoped that Luo Yongzhou would say something more.

It's all nonsense to say that the city lord of Changye is a drunk, and it's not worth mentioning, so there's no need to believe that.

But the next moment Luo Yongzhou turned back and pushed Mu Xiwei even deeper, and fell even harder: "I'm going to the demon clan, you can lead the disciple back to Baiyunjian first."

What are you going to the Demon Race for?

Is it for him?

What did you do after you disappeared for a hundred years?

Is it for him too?

Mu Xi moved his lips slightly.

For the first time, he hated his cowardice so much.

Obviously he had countless questions hovering in his mind and wanted to ask Luo Yongzhou one by one, like a long-suffering beast opening its mouth to spit out its own roar.

But Mu Xiwei didn't dare.

He was afraid that the answer he would get would be exactly what he thought.

I am even more afraid that Luo Yongzhou will be sad.

In the end, he just asked an innocuous question almost numbly: "Master, is there something important to go to the Demon Race?"

Of course there is something important.

Luo Yongzhou thought to himself.

First of all, he has to take over the position of the demon lord, and then he has to find the old things from a hundred years ago.

The gods on land are united with heaven and man, and Luo Yongzhou has a feeling in the dark that the things related to the past a hundred years ago are very important.

It was far more than the entanglement between the original owner and Mu Xiwei.

For example, that Chen Lan, if the fragments of the origin of the demon in his body were really done by Mu Xiwei or the original owner a hundred years ago, then he is not the only one with a special physique.

If some people in the human race really have demon fragments in their bodies, once they are stimulated, even if it is a very small part, the resulting situation, even Luo Yongzhou can't help but move when he imagines it.

This may be the dawn of the extinction of the demons.

Because of love and reason, selfishness and righteousness, Luo Yongzhou should go to the demon clan to find out what happened a hundred years ago.

But this reason is not easy to tell Mu Xiwei.

Luo Yongzhou said as if nothing had happened: "There is something very important. Xiwei, you may not know now, the new demon master of the demon clan is about to be established, and I am ready to rush to kill him."

It was also difficult for Luo Yongzhou to explain the difficult behavior of killing himself without blushing or panting, as if he was serious.

In the past, Mu Xiwei must have thought that her master was born for the sake of the world, and it was her duty to do so.

But now, his first thought was to ask Luo Yongzhou if he remembered that person.

In addition to the great righteousness of helping the common people, the sword master also hides some secret secrets, and doesn't want to bear the name of the demon lord other than that person?

Mu Xiwei knew that her thoughts were unreasonable to the point of being an asshole.

but--

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Once emotional, who can guarantee the rationality from the beginning to the end, and not be enslaved by emotion 01:30?

While the young man was silent, his eyes turned red, and his voice was hoarse as if he was about to cry.

If it were a different person, if it was Qi Yunfei who acted like this in front of Luo Yongzhou, he would definitely give him a good lesson with the first light of a bright candle.

To Mu Xiwei, Luo Yongzhou seemed to have lost all his determination and firmness, only his heart was soft, half tolerant, half helpless thinking about how old he is, why he still loves to cry so much.

What should I do in the future?

In the end, he stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between the young man's brows, and said softly with a smile, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll be back soon, and I'll be fine soon."

Forget it, anyway, I have my backing for him.

Cry as much as you like, it's not a big deal.

Who in this world would dare to laugh at the head disciple of the Sword Saint?

The demon palace where the great demon lord lived was built at the northernmost end of the demon domain. Since the previous great demon lord died, it has been vacant for nearly a hundred years.

What is unusual is that the Demon Palace is not the usual favorite of the Demon Race. It is resplendent and majestic with multiple buildings.

It is like a mansion where a secular wealthy family lives. It enters and exits several times.

The most eye-catching thing is probably the shark oil lamp for three steps in the corridor of the magic palace, and the night pearl for five steps, which are eternally bright, reflected between the white walls and gray tiles, making the whole magic palace seem to be in daylight.

In this demon realm where the night is always dark and the sun never rises, daylight is the most precious thing.

The Demon Palace was built according to the preferences of the previous Great Demon Lord.

The demons at that time had secretly laughed at the great demon lord whose name was Changye, but he hated the night more than anyone else. Such a cowardly attitude did not seem like a demon at all.

On the contrary, it looks like a human race whose weaknesses and emotions are equally obvious.

Later, when the great demon lord Lei Ting suppressed the demons with his wrists, those laughing sounds disappeared without a trace, as if they had never happened.

The leader of the Japanese Department knelt in front of Luo Yongzhou and told him: "My lord, my subordinates are incompetent and have never found any trace of Mu Qi."

Luo Yongzhou was still looking around at the decorations around the Demon Palace, as if he really wanted to find some traces of Mu Xiwei's life, and he didn't even bother to look at the leader of the Japanese Ministry:

"Well, there is no trace of Mu Qi again."

His tone was cold and lazy, which was very contradictory, but also surprisingly harmonious.

One moment he was careless, and the next moment he could violently kill someone.

"If I want to find Mu Qi and kill Mu Qi by myself, what use would I need you demons? Why don't you give me a sword first?"

The leader of the Japanese Department turned pale and pale at what he said, gritted his teeth heavily, and said, "This subordinate may have a plan."

"Mu Qi is an out-and-out lunatic, and no one can figure out his trajectory. But all lunatics in the world always have one thing in common. They all watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal."

The leader of the Japanese Ministry looked at Luo Yongzhou, and said cautiously: "The lord is on the throne, why not post a post to invite everyone in the immortal way? Mu Qi knows the identity of the lord, and knowing that there is such a peerless excitement to watch, he must have traveled thousands of miles to come from the net." .”

The excitement is peerless excitement.

The idea of ​​the Japanese leader is also a peerless genius idea.

He actually wanted Luo Yongzhou, the No.1 in the celestial realm, who was admired and respected by all the celestial beings, to ascend to the position of the great demon lord in front of the crowd who came from the celestial realm.

The leader of the Japanese Department was also feeling up and down in his heart, feeling uneasy.

His selfishness is self-evident and obvious.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry and the demons behind him really wanted to cooperate with Luo Yongzhou, and they also really wanted Luo Yongzhou to die.

In this way, the grand ceremony of the Demon Lord's enthronement may become the best occasion.

If it works properly, they can use Luo Yongzhou's power to get rid of Mu Qi, and then expose Luo Yongzhou's identity to the immortals.

At that time, how the Immortal Dao will be internally strife, and how the double identity of the Sword Master will be accused by thousands of people will not be something they have to worry about.

Luo Yongzhou took a deep look at him.

Just when the leader of the Japanese Ministry was frightened, lest the sword master would get angry because of his little thoughts, Mu Qi was not dead, the immortal way was not messed up, and he was killed by the sword master's sword, he saw Luo Yongzhou and smiled.

Luo Yongzhou didn't wear a mask, and the smile climbed into his eyes, like the steaming clouds and rays, dyed into the most arrogant color of the world.

The size of the pupil is so small, and the light is so bright that everything is colorless.

"Okay."

The leader of the Japanese Ministry heard Luo Yongzhou say.

In fact, Luo Yongzhou's expression and reaction silently showed that his heart was like a mirror, and his door was clear.

But Luo Yongzhou knew everything clearly, and still said: "Remember to write more posts, everyone with a name and surname should post it, and speak arrogantly, I don't allow anyone in this world not to know about this matter."

Not afraid of heaven and earth.

No, it's not just about having nothing to fear.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry looked in horror, only to realize that a lunatic who was bigger and crazier than Mu Qi was waiting for him here.

It doesn't matter what the leader of the Japanese Ministry thinks.

Anyway, what Luo Yongzhou ordered him to do, he did it properly.

The invitations to the Demon Lord's enthronement ranged from the six sects and four surnames of the Immortal Dao, down to the little-known 180 sects of the Red Clothes Sect of the Dishumen and the Money Gang, all of which were received without any mistakes.

The tone of the invitation is arrogant and arrogant, which means that you are welcome to wash your necks and come to my Patriarch's enthronement ceremony and wait to die.

Seeing Qiu Qingya wiping his sword silently, Yue Ying was so angry that he laughed back, Bai Yutan's expression was gloomy.

As for Tan Bansheng, he lit the invitation card under the flame of the lamp, watching the scraps of paper flying around, being engulfed by the flames into ashes bit by bit.Every move is very calm, no one knows how much hatred is in his heart.

Even the most indifferent Wan Banzong accepted the invitation from the Demon Race, saying that they would live up to the good intentions of the Demon Lord and pay the deadline as promised.

But at Baiyunjian, Qi Yunfei had already torn up the invitation card.

He was so angry that he could not wait to burst into flames, which was very inconsistent with the long river between the white clouds and the dusty environment surrounded by white clouds:

"What a demon! It didn't matter if my uncle wasn't there before, but now that my uncle is here with swords and swords, how can I allow you to be arrogant and cause trouble for the world?"

Lu Guijing is very old-fashioned: "Junior brother Mo Qi, as you said, the uncle is still in the world now. They survived the time 300 years ago and a hundred years ago. How can they make a fortune this time?"

Mu Xiwei also said: "Master told me before leaving the ghost city that he deliberately rushed to the Demon Realm to kill the newly born Demon Lord."

Time is a very fleeting thing.

Obviously more than half a month ago, when Mu Xiwei came back from the ghost domain, he still looked like a teenager.

Half a month later, his greenness faded, his appearance has not changed much, he is still as handsome as jade, but his whole person has a youthful taste, as if jade has been polished, calm and stable, convincing.

It's hard to imagine such a big change for a person in half a month.

Lu Gui looked at Qi Yunfei and said, "Junior Brother Mu is right. You just can't hold your breath. With the uncle here, why are you so anxious? Could it be that the uncle has wronged you, wronged the human race to benefit the demons?" No?"

Once Qi Yunfei thought about this reason, he kept silent.

In the 100 years that Luo Yongzhou was not around, he and Lu Guijing lived a life of their own. The number one sect in Baiyunjian naturally had a heavy burden to shoulder.

When Luo Yongzhou came back, someone was carrying things for them again, and he was also supporting them when the sky fell, which made Qi Yunfei feel overwhelmed and flattered.

At the same time secretly a little sad.

It took great pains for them to carry a white cloud.

How much thought and effort does it take for Master Uncle to carry the entire Immortal Dao, the entire world?

Wouldn't he be tired, wouldn't he be bored?

After the counting was over, Master Lu coughed lightly, and finally revealed his appearance as a wolf with a big tail:

"But junior brother, with your temper, I can't stop you from going to the demon clan. How about this, junior brother, you and Mu junior brother, let Mu junior brother take the temporary head, and bring a few outstanding disciples to go to the demon clan in the name of my Baiyunjian?" The clan went all the way."

Lu Guijing did everything possible to push Mu Xiwei to the position of head.

Soon!His hope of retirement is just around the corner!

As long as Mu Xiwei, the acting head, can come back safely and smoothly, he will finally be able to live his retirement life as he wished.

Thinking of this, Lu Guijing felt overwhelmed, "I just wronged Junior Brother Mu. Don't worry, Junior Brother Mu. When you come back safely, I will hold a special ceremony for the succession of the head of the sect, and let the world know about it!"

Sour Jade Konghou and Ye Yinshuang!

Mu Xiwei: "..."

He just wanted to persuade Lu Guijing not to be so extravagant, but Lu Guijing pulled him back with emotion, and told him to see Luo Yongzhou, be sure, be sure to stop Luo Yongzhou from chopping things.

With Bai Yunjian's financial situation, raising Qi Yunfei is already very difficult, and he can't afford the bill sent back by the Sword Master.

Lu Guijing said it bitterly, and he didn't forget to add a special sentence: "Uncle Shi dotes on you the most, and Uncle Shi will definitely listen to what you say."

I don't know if it was Lu Guijing's illusion, but just now Mu Xiwei's eyes seemed to have a flash of sadness.

Immediately, he agreed with his usual expression: "Yes, Senior Sect Leader."

A group of disciples carefully selected by Bai Yunjian set foot on the flying boat.

I don't know if it was Mu Xiwei's illusion, but he always felt that the way his disciples looked at him and Qi Yunfei was not quite right.

Mu Xiwei couldn't tell what was wrong, but the disciple's eyes were a little too eager, sticking to Mu Xiwei's back, making him feel chills down his spine.

This is a trivial matter, the important thing is that they represented Bai Yunjian, stepped on the land of the demon clan, and went to meet the newly appointed demon lord.

At the same time, four terrestrial gods, heads of various sects, and the favored sons of the younger generation gathered in the demon clan.