Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

"Perhaps only a madman would go to the Magic Weapon Pavilion."

"By the way, what realm is he in? I just couldn't see clearly. Could he be wearing a magic weapon to conceal his aura?"

Dong.

The detectives were silent instantly.

It was Miss Qilin who tapped lightly on the wooden board of the carriage.

"He is a golden elixir with a bone age of less than half a hundred."

Miss Qilin said lightly.

Clang.

The mask of a detective fell to the ground in shock.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 14 What kind of nightmare is this?

What does it mean to be a golden elixir with a bone age of less than half a hundred?

This means that as long as there is no accident, this person will definitely achieve Yuanying in the future and become a master of a region.

There is even hope to impact the realm of transformation!

Such a disciple is probably rare in ordinary sects in a thousand years. Even in the ancient sects like the three sects of Taoism, Buddhism and Demonism, there will only be a few in a hundred years.

How could such a genius disciple of the Demon Sect become the master of the Magic Weapon Pavilion?

It's impossible that he is really the son of the Demon Sect and then his brain went haywire?

"I heard that the competition for the son of the Demon Sect was extremely fierce. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

Miss Qilin shook her head.

The words of her boss also aroused the imagination of the detectives.

"Maybe... he is not hysterical? He was just forced to come here, and he was trying to make fun of the suffering in his words?"

"But why did he pretend to be the son of the Demon Sect?"

"I think it must be that the son of the Demon Sect Luo Wusheng forced him to come here because of his power, so he used the other party's name to gain some verbal advantage."

"Obviously, he is also a genius of his generation, but he has fallen into such a situation... The Demon Sect is really cruel. The son of the Demon Sect must be a ruthless giant of the Demon Sect in the future."

The detectives made inferences one after another.

Miss Qilin watched this scene with satisfaction.

As expected of her detectives, she only gave a little hint, and he could infer so many things.

But they can't be allowed to discuss it all the time.

Dongdong.

She tapped the wooden board of the carriage again to quiet the detectives.

"What he said just now reminded me a little bit. Since the evil spirit chose to cause chaos outside the royal city, then even if its escape technique is weird, it must have a hiding place, and it will not be too far from the royal city."

Miss Qilin said: "Let's explore this area first, and return to the Six Gates when the city is closed... You, take this carriage to the royal city government office."

She pointed to a detective.

The detective bowed his head and said yes.

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Luo Wusheng was walking on the streets in the city at this time, but he didn't want to look at the scenery of the royal city.

The bald coachman's hearse incident started ten days ago.

And ten days ago was the day when I awakened my memory and the day I decided to come to the royal city.

Bald head, Buddhism, the chaos of exterminating demons...

Some things cannot be associated, and once they are associated, I feel inexplicably flustered.

(Could that bald driver really be a Buddhist? No, no, no, he is just bald, which doesn't mean he is a Buddhist.)

(And there is no reason for the Buddhists to target me, right? There is still nearly a year before the Demon Rebellion. The Buddhists are big and powerful. Even if I am the son of the Demon Sect, how can the movements of a small golden elixir be noticed by these big guys?)

I think I am overthinking it.

But if the Buddhists really target me...

Luo Wusheng subconsciously touched the wooden dagger at his waist, paused and took it in his palm.

[I have already arrived in the Royal City, how about you? ]

[...I just left Xuanyuanzhou and am now flying towards Jianzhou. I will probably find an inn in Jianzhou tonight and return to Jian Pavilion tomorrow. ]

After receiving Lu Yuli's reply, Luo Wusheng's face relaxed and he began to reply.

[Then be careful not to be cheated in the inn, and don't drink and drive. It is very dangerous. Flying the sword is not standard, and relatives and friends will shed tears. 】

After replying, a slightly relaxed smile appeared on his face again.

Fortunately... at least the protagonist is still on his side, and in a sense, he has the upper hand.

Miss Jianxian is now like his mascot.

As long as the real protagonist is fine, he feels that things are still very stable.

Well... but still have to be careful of the Buddhist sect. If they really want to target me, they will definitely not send only one person to pretend to be the driver.

If there are other backups, they will definitely leave traces.

In short, be more careful of the bald heads around you in the future.

Luo Wusheng felt that he would get bald donkey ptsd sooner or later in the future.

At this time, the wooden sword in his hand shook, and Miss Jianxian's reply came.

[Although I don't understand what you are saying, I feel that you are mocking me. I am very angry now, and I won't send you a message. 】

Luo Wusheng seemed to have the appearance of that stunning beauty puffing up her cheeks and being angry, and shook his head and laughed for a while.

I don't know when I can see this girl again.

Putting the short sword back to his waist, Luo Wusheng's steps were obviously much lighter.

Turn left, go straight, turn right, turn right, turn right...

We have arrived at the Magical Weapon Pavilion!

Let me see the starting point of my great country!

Look at that wall, what a great graffiti! Look at that building, the potholes are interesting! Look at that plaque, it is actually placed on the ground! What an ingenious design!

"Good, it looks like I'm in the wrong place."

Luo Wusheng, who was standing at the door, turned his head and wanted to leave.

But he heard an urgent call from inside the pavilion.

"Brother, please stay!"

Luo Wusheng paused for a moment, and saw a tall and thin body rushing out and rolling directly in front of him.

This man was disheveled, so thin that one could see the bones, and wore tattered clothes. When he got up from the ground, he smiled at Luo Wusheng shyly, revealing his white teeth.

"Hey... hey, brother, do you want to buy weapons? You look like you're new to the royal city? Why don't you come to my Magic Weapon Pavilion and take a look?"

The man dressed as a beggar smiled: "Let me tell you, my Magic Weapon Pavilion is the property of the Demon Sect! You know the Demon Sect, right? It's the ancient sect that owns three thousand demon domains! You won't suffer any loss if you buy weapons here!"

Luo Wusheng was forced to accept a fact he didn't want to accept.

This is the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

The entire attic is four stories high, the bricks and tiles are dilapidated, and the walls are painted with red paint with "pay your debts". The plaque has been lying on the ground for who knows how long, covered with dust, and there are even footprints.

How can this be starting from zero? This is starting from a negative!

It's simply a nightmare start.

Looking at the salesman who was trying to sell, Luo Wusheng seemed to be able to see his future self.

"What's your name?"

Luo Wusheng's eyes were a little complicated.

"Are you interested in my Magic Weapon Pavilion? I am Hu Dingtian, and I am willing to introduce you to the peerless weapons of my Magic Weapon Pavilion!"

The Magic Weapon Pavilion's salesman, whose name was Hu Dingtian, which was completely inconsistent with his appearance, was about to lead Luo Wusheng into the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

But Luo Wusheng did not move, but continued to ask: "Are you not a disciple of the Demon Sect? Have you never seen me?"

Hu Dingtian was stunned.

"To be a salesman of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, I am naturally a disciple of the Demon Sect, and you..."

He looked Luo Wusheng up and down, and always felt that the other party did have an indescribable sense of familiarity, but he had been in the King City for almost a year after leaving the Demon Sect, and he really couldn't think of where this sense of familiarity came from.

But he soon understood something, and his expression collapsed instantly.

"Are you also a disciple of the Demon Sect? You were also excluded to this ghost place?"

He obviously lost interest.

"I am a disciple of the Demon Sect, but I was not excluded." Luo Wusheng narrowed his eyes.

"Tsk, if you were not excluded, would you have volunteered to come to this damn place? I have seen people as stubborn as you in this year..."

Hu Dingtian did not continue to speak, but widened his eyes.

Because Luo Wusheng took out the token of the leader of the Demon Weapon Pavilion.

"If it is not enough, I have another one here."

Luo Wusheng said, and took out a black wooden token from the storage bag.

The Holy Son Token!

Student Hu knelt on the spot.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 15 It is really sad to hear it, and it makes people cry

Demon Weapon Pavilion, first floor.

"Saint, Lord Holy Son... have you really accepted the task of the leader of the Demon Weapon Pavilion?"

Hu Dingtian followed Luo Wusheng tremblingly and asked carefully.

"Even if the token is fake, am I also fake standing here?"

Luo Wusheng responded expressionlessly.

He was looking at the environment in the Demon Weapon Pavilion at this time.

Compared to the horrible scene outside, the interior of the pavilion is barely clean.

The first floor is where the Magic Weapon Pavilion sells ordinary weapons, but these ordinary weapons are covered with dust one by one, and no one knows how long they have been in the pavilion.

"Dingtian, how long has it been since you sold any weapons in the pavilion?"

"Your Excellency, just call me Xiao Hu." Hu Dingtian looked timid: "To be honest, since I came here a year ago when I was a child, I have never seen any weapons sold in the pavilion."

"Not even one?" Luo Wusheng was obviously a little surprised.

Hu Dingtian nodded bitterly.

"Have you ever tried to lower the price?"

"Your Excellency, you don't know that the price of ordinary weapons in the royal city is controlled by the Immortal Kingdom and cannot be adjusted at will."

Is it to stop vicious competition?

Luo Wusheng was thoughtful.

But in this case, the Magic Weapon Pavilion is indeed unable to compete with other forces.