Dressed like a deadly enemy

The appearance of drawing the lightsaber made Lu Junzhuo seem to have known him before. With a thought, the originally sharp sword without sheath turned into a bone chain, turning around in the sea of ​​consciousness like a dragon flying through the air, and then rubbed intimately around his spiritual consciousness. rubbed.

Many pictures came one after another, as if a door of memory had been opened. In that memory, he was the Demon Ancestor. At the end of the memory was a secret mirror. Consciousness is thrown out of bounds, and after a battle between the body and the way of heaven, both body and spirit are destroyed.

But the present self is a carefully prepared follow-up, as long as he finds that secret realm and concentrates on gathering the demon body, Heavenly Dao will never be able to do anything to him.

That trace of spiritual consciousness has the protection of the magic seal, which is the treasure of the demon race, and can gather demons and ghosts for protection.

Lu Jun suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he couldn't live in one place for a long time, and would have to change places after a year or so.He believed in these rumors of strange power and chaos, and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure out where the secret place was.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Yun Feitan in front of him, and he became suspicious. If the person in the holographic game in front of him was Yun Feitan in his memory, then those people he met before must also be insiders, right?Then the following game plot should also have happened in the past, and these people may not be NPCs.

The system that I haven't seen for a long time is finally online again: [Congratulations to the player for clearing the mission of rescuing the key person, getting the natal weapon to attract light, and the progress of the story is 20.00%. 】

"System, can you contact your psychiatrist Yuanxi in the game?"

[Player please wait a moment. 】

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the courtyard. Yun Feitan glanced at him, quietly got up and walked out of the courtyard without saying a word to disturb him.

Not long after, Yuanxi's phantom appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, still in the attire of a modern elite, "Mr. Lu called me urgently, did you find something wrong?"

Lu Junzhuo looked at him carefully, and smiled: "Should I call you Marquis Yuan, His Highness Ying Long, or Doctor Yuan?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, otherwise why did the emperor never show up in front of you? You don't know, he found you 20 years ago." Yuanxi waved his hand, with a look of "this is how it is", "Mo Zu , are you still playing the game? This is a novel written by Dijun for you, do you understand what Dijun is thinking?"

"of course."

"Although these things have happened before, the Demon Ancestor is careful about Xin Yi. He is no longer the original Xin Yi. He is the way of heaven. This is something that even the emperor can't expect. From now on, you can only rely on yourself."

Yuan Xi wanted to say more, but his phantom gradually blurred, and soon disappeared.

Even the system no longer responds, as if completely disconnected from the real world.

He also wanted to ask him whether Yun Feitan was real or not in this game.

When he opened his eyes, it was already late, and only then did he realize that time had passed too fast.

"The benefactor is awake?" Xin Yi bent over and stood aside with a basin of water, with a reverent expression on his face, "The city lord said that the benefactor is here, so Yi begged the city lord to enter this courtyard, and wanted to do something for the benefactor."

Lu Junzhuo saw that he had a sincere demeanor and a well-behaved manner. Even if he was doing the work of a servant, he was also personable. Anyone who saw him would be impressed by his demeanor.

Such a person is the way of heaven that is the enemy of him in the impression?

Doubts arose in Lu Junzhuo's heart, neither did he fully trust Yuan Xi nor Xin Yi, "You don't have to do this, it's easy to save you."

"It should be, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, not to mention the kindness of saving a life." Xin Yi's smile was so sunny that anyone would feel kindly, "Yi was born in a remote city of Yaocheng, and wanted to join the benefactor's family. I don’t know if there is a shortage of people in the benefactor’s cave?"

He put down the copper basin in his hand, knelt down, and made a big salute.

Lu Junzhuo looked at the top of his head, feeling a little complicated: Heavenly Dao, are you begging me to treat him as a servant?

Reaching out to help him up, he looked at him secretly in his heart, and then said to him: "Mr. Xin, why do you have to join my sect? All the suzerains of the City Lord's Mansion are famous and powerful in the cultivation world. Zongmen has a better future than you as a servant."

Seeing that he still persisted, Lu Junzhuo patted him on the shoulder: "You must have high hopes in the young master's family, hoping that you will meet Xianyuan. If you join my sect, you will definitely disappoint them. You can repay your kindness in another way, no It must be a slave for a slave."

Xin Yi was a little shaken: "Please tell me, benefactor."

"My surname is Lu, you can call me Mr. Lu. Speaking of which, I have been to Yaocheng before entering the world of cultivation. I have a good friend who lives in Yaocheng. His surname is Mu. I wonder if you can ask Mr. Xin's clan to take care of him?"

"It's easy to do, wait for me to write a book and explain it to my father. It's not difficult." Probably born rich and honored, he felt that being a servant was really embarrassing for him. Xin Yi followed his idea and no longer insisted on being a slave.

It was hard to persuade people to leave, the sky was completely dark, and when they turned back to the room, they saw Yun Feitan standing on the corridor in the distance, holding a small copper fish lantern.

"I have persuaded people, the emperor can choose a suitable sect for him, and this matter is over." Lu Junzhuo walked up the corridor, facing Yun Feitan with a relaxed and freehand brushwork.

Yun Feitan nodded, always felt that he was a little different, and he couldn't say what was different about him, "What are your plans?"

"It's okay, I haven't been out of the Demon Realm for many years, and I won't go back in a short time. I want to walk around in various circles."

"Tomorrow the gatekeeper of the Realm will be closed. I will go back to the God Realm after Mr. Xin is sent away. The Heavenly Emperor has made breakthroughs in seclusion in recent years, and the other emperors have their own important affairs." He didn't go into too much detail. The world has been stable for tens of thousands of years, and now everyone is paying attention to the matter of the Heavenly Emperor's breakthrough. At this time, the person of the apocalypse appeared, and the gods also knew that the sky might be about to change.

As the Emperor of Qingyuan, Yun Feitan is in charge of the spiritual veins and luck of a world. At this time, it is especially necessary to pay attention to the state of the Qingyuan world at all times to avoid accidents.

"I will follow you to the God Realm when you come to receive the Dao of Heaven. Now I have other things to do."

Although Lu Junzhuo really wanted to stay by his side now, but thinking of Yuan Xi who suddenly disappeared, he felt a little uneasy. Something might have happened to Yuan Xi, and the real Yun Feitan might not be safe. He couldn't indulge in false illusions, or Find the secret realm as soon as possible, otherwise you won't even have the ability to protect yourself, let alone help.

Yun Feitan handed him the lantern, "Rest early, Mozun and His Highness Ying Long went to protect Young Master Xin just now, if you need anything, you can light this lantern, and someone will help you take care of everything."

After receiving the copper fish lamp, Lu Junzhuo took a deep look at him under the warm light, and it turned out that he knew everything.

Even if it was an illusion, Lu Junzhuo couldn't take his eyes off his receding back.