Dressed like a deadly enemy

There is a small city on the edge of Shengxianyuan, called Guicheng. Outside the city is the vast Shengxianyuan. No matter it is the sect of the cultivation world or the dynasty of the human world, it cannot control it. The monk sect needs to set up a branch here. Or if the dynastic family wants to implement the law here, it needs the support of the owner of this place. The owner of this city is surnamed Wen, and it is said that the ancestor has a trace of the blood of the gods.Which god it is, because of the age, has been unable to find out, even the gods of the gods do not know.

Guicheng is not big in the first place, so every time the boundary gate is connected, the inns of all sizes in the city have nothing to do with the door.The city was crowded with tents, and there was no way out.

The gate of the city has been closed, mortals cannot enter, but monks can enter with a sword, causing a burst of jealous buzz around.

Lu Jun walked out of Shimo Road. In order not to attract attention, she put away the black armor and red cloak she was wearing, and changed into an inconspicuous human prince outfit.Yan'an used a transformation technique to change a black short robe and long leather boots into brown clothes and wooden shoes, and the whole person turned into a follower.

The two leisurely walked towards the city gate, attracting a lot of stares.

"Where did the bumpkin come from, and still want to go to the city?"

"You can't say that. Seeing that young master has an extraordinary bearing, do you think he can book a room if he comes from a powerful family?"

"Have you seen King Yin's camp over there?"

"Even King Yin, the co-lord of the world, can't get in. I don't believe he can get in!"

"..."

Even though those words were discussed in a low voice, and the surrounding wind was strong, Yan'an's ears were sharp, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he turned his head and said to Lu Junzhuo, "Young master, I'll call the door."

Lu Jun nodded and watched him slowly stepping forward to the city gate, and put his hands on the eyes of the stone beast on the gate.

Not long after, the gate of the city was opened wide, and a person hurriedly came through the gate. The man was taken aback when he saw Yan'an, and then bowed respectfully. The people by the gate only saw his lips moving, but could not hear the sound.

"Returning to the City Lord! That is the City Lord..." Someone recognized the identity of the person and exhaled in shock.

What was the origin of these two people, they were actually welcomed by the city lord.

Lu Junzhuo was stunned when he saw that person, isn't this Wen Shang?It's also his surprise, he didn't notice anyone else except Yun Feitan before.

The two over there exchanged a few words of greeting, walked up to him together, and bowed to invite him into the city.

"Shi Mo is here, Wen Shang is afraid of returning to the small place in the city, and I hope he will forgive me." After entering the city lord's mansion, the city lord said apologetically, although he called himself Wen Shang, it seemed that he met Lu Junzhuo for the first time. Lu Junzhuo's actions made Lu Junzhuo wonder if he had admitted the wrong person.

"Excuse me, the gate of the world has been opened recently, and there are many things to do. I will hold a banquet for dinner for the two of you." After speaking, he gave a salute and went out.

After he left, only Lu Junzhuo and Yan An were left drinking tea in the hall, and there were servants waiting outside the hall.

"Young master, the ancestor of the city master of Guicheng was an immortal monarch. In the fairy world, you often drank together. You are old acquaintances." Yan'an watched his face, seeing him looking at the city master just now, thinking that he had not recovered his memory, intentionally explained.

He nodded, although Yan'an has always claimed to be his servant, but he still doesn't believe in these gods and demons.

It's just that occasionally he feels that the worlds in these games are very familiar, as if he has lived like this for many years, and these senses of familiarity seem to be innate.

"Young master, is the person you are looking for also in the city?"

Yan'an sat for a while, probably a little bored, put his hands on the coffee table, and looked at Lu Junzhuo with his chin propped up, "Why don't we go out and have a look?"

Lu Junzhuo just had this idea. It is written in the book that Yun Feitan is the boss of the God Realm, because he is an ancient god. There were only a few gods in this interface at first, and he was one of them. The ancient gods were born from the same source, and they are also ancient creatures.

To prevent the demons from making trouble, especially to prevent the ancestors of the demons, every time the cultivation world and the mortal world are opened, an ancient god will return to the city, some will mix with mortals, and some will mix with monks, When the gate of the world is closed, these bigwigs will travel in the two worlds as a way to experience the world.

There are many immortals in the fairy world who were favored by these ancient gods and accepted as disciples to ascend to the sky in one step. The ancestors of the city master of Rugui City were favored by the gods of Yinglong, selected as disciples, and went to the fairy world.

In addition to what was written in the book, Yan'an also told him a lot of anecdotes. When the two left the city lord's mansion, Yan'an was the only one talking about the past on the road. When they passed by a house on the street, he stretched out his hand. Pointing, "My lord, don't you remember? This used to be a garden, and Emperor Qingyuan lived here. My lord, we met him the first time we left the Demon Realm, and we had a fight. At that time, we hadn't returned to the city, nor The human race, the cultivation world and the mortal world are still wasteland."

Lu Junzhuo stood outside the house and took a look at the house. It was probably the place where the gods lived. It was covered by green trees. It seemed that it was not young, and it was about to become mature. It seemed that it was chatting.

Other places are crowded with people, but this place is deserted and deserted. There is a cloud pattern on the door, which is in the shape of a cloud. When Yan'an takes a step closer to open the door, a light flashes on the cloud pattern, like a long arrow leaving the string. Shooting at him, if he hadn't moved quickly and dodged to the side, he might have been shot through the head.

When the light came to Lu Junzhuo, it turned into light spots and dispersed.

He felt that the light was not hostile to him, and the door opened slowly as he approached, as if someone opened it for him.

There was rustling in the courtyard, and an old voice came.

"You little things, be careful that the emperor punishes you."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the emperor likes the devil ancestor, every time the devil ancestor comes, the emperor will play a tune, very happy."

The voice was clear and tender, and there were a few elf-like creatures wandering around in the forest, erratic, thinking that no one had noticed, and even made faces at Lu Junzhuo.

These little monsters have a human body, but they are very petite and exquisite, only as big as a finger, with wings on their backs, green and lovely.

"This year is the arrival of the Demon Ancestor."

"Oh, the Demon Ancestor has come in."

The little monster saw Lu Junzhuo stepping through the courtyard gate, stood in the courtyard, and flew to hide behind the tree in a panic.

The lively courtyard suddenly became quiet. Lu Junzhuo walked along the path to the depths of the courtyard, touching the tall trees on the side of the road from time to time. There are several banyan trees with lush branches and leaves. There are stone platforms under each banyan tree, and the stone platforms have different shapes. , Some are like book tables, some are like piano stands, and some are like small tables.

Pictures flashed in his mind, and a memory was about to come out. On the small table over there, he sat and drank with a person. At the piano stage, that person taught him how to play the piano. At the desk, the two drew independently.

Accompanied by these images came stinging pain, he suddenly fell into a high platform where lightning danced wildly and thunder rumbled, and echoes echoed between heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Daotai punishes gods and demons, no one can be an exception!"