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Just listen to Liu Weiyang's voice whispering in her ear: "Quiet."

Yan Dan was really itchy, and wanted to give him that all of a sudden, but in the end he abruptly restrained it. As Liu Weiyang slowly let go of her hand, the **** smell she smelled became stronger, and she couldn't help turning her head to look, only to see that the hem of the opponent's pale white robe was stained red.

Liu Weiyang took two steps forward. Although his figure was still tall and straight, he could still see that his walking posture was different in normal days. Yan Dan touched her chin. If he was injured, it would be a great deal for her. The thing that pushed her off the cliff before should also be counted.

Liu Weiyang stopped and glanced back at her, his indifferent eyes were still calm. Yan Dan immediately understood and followed him forward.

Someone once said to her that friends who share adversity may not be able to share blessings, and enemies may not become companions. For this sentence, Yan Dan deeply agrees.

Liu Weiyang slowly walked past the corpse, the corpse on the corpse suddenly stopped moving, just a blink of an eye, they climbed up like crazy, as if trying to avoid Liu Weiyang.

Yan Dan could see clearly, and couldn't help being surprised: Liu Weiyang still smelled of blood, how could a corpse who has always been eager for **** corpses like dodge? She remembered that Tang Zhou's blood could cure hundreds of poisons, and then looked at the blood on the hem of Liu Weiyang's robe. Could it be that the corpse was afraid of his blood?

Yan Dan pondered for a while, and when they walked to the head of the village, they softened their voice and said, "Master Liu, is your injury okay?"

Liu Weiyang kept walking and hummed non-committal.

Yan Dan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in arguing with the dumb. He simply didn't stop doing it, and quickly walked forward and grabbed his arm, staring at him scorchingly.

Liu Weiyang had to stop and looked down at her: "What?"

Yan Dan's eyes lit up, staring at him eagerly. Zi Lin once slandered her and said that her expression could make people unable to eat for three days. But what is useful is good, and it doesn't matter whether it makes people unable to eat or salivate. She has lived for many years, and she has seen a lot of people in the world. Some things, she thinks a good conclusion will do.

Liu Weiyang was expressionless, trying to pull the sleeves out of her hand. Yan Dan immediately held on to her. After this time of getting along, she still somewhat understood the other's temperament. He didn't like physical contact with others, and would never really pull her hand away.

Liu Weiyang couldn't pull his sleeves back, and said helplessly: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Dan was secretly smug: Didn't you trick us into the devil to die? Didn't you push me off the cliff? Didn't you hear me asking a hundred words? There is a causal cycle between heaven and earth. Once a cause is planted, it will definitely eat that effect. Now is the time for retribution.

Seeing that she was not speaking, Liu Weiyang still looked at him with scorching eyes. After a while, he had to look away, "What do you want?"

Yan Dan smiled slightly, well-behaved and clear, and said softly: "Liu Gongzi, let me cover the wound for you, so that the injury will heal quickly."

Liu Weiyang moved the corners of her mouth, and under her eager gaze, she finally said, "I have work."

He found a tree stump and sat down, lifted up his blood-stained clothes and showed it to her. Yan Dan squatted on the side and couldn't help but gloat at the absolutely not shallow wound: "This wound looks like it was cut by a sharp weapon." Of course she wouldn't be so kind to heal him, it's just that I want to take the opportunity to do some tricks, and then secretly wipe a little of his blood to hide it. If the corpse is really afraid of his blood, then she will have a bottom in her heart.

"When he jumped off the cliff, he cut aside on the stone." Liu Weiyang's tone was flat.

Yan Dan was startled: "Jump off the cliff?"

Liu Weiyang looked at her for a while and slowly said, "It seems that you really don't know."

Yan Dan suddenly felt like he was designed.

"We didn't walk on a mountain road before, but walked on the back of the sky. When I found it, it was about to turn over and had to jump off the cliff."

Yan Dan once heard Master talk about Fantian. If you talk about the origin, Fantian and Zilin are still the same clan and clan, but Fantian is much taller and fierce than Zilin. Because of her size, she is also unusually lazy, and she often lay there for decades or even hundreds of years without getting up and climbing two steps, and vegetation will naturally grow on her body. But after lying down for a long time, occasionally he would get up and turn over. This turning over is like turning over the sky and the earth, before the name "Fan Tian" will be given.

Yan Dan was a little embarrassed, he was kind after doing it for a long time, but she misunderstood. She raised her hand to press on his wound, and whispered a few healing spells, only to see a faint white light shining away, and the originally split wounds immediately tightened and healed.

Liu Weiyang thoughtfully, whispered: "Since it's not you, who else would have seen Shaantian?" Yan Dan folded the silk paw with his blood on the corner, put it away, and said casually: "This is very important. Huh?"

Liu Weiyang put down his clothes, stood up and took two steps, and said lightly: "Thank you."

"Strange, what about Yu Mo and Tang Zhou?" You won't be crushed by the sky, right? If this is the case, Yu Mo might still be saved, and Tang Zhou must be in the flesh.

Liu Weiyang shook his head and motioned that he didn't know.

When they walked outside the village, they saw a stone monument standing under the big tree at the head of the village, with two characters written on it: Luo Yue.

Not only Yan Dan, even a hint of surprise flashed in Liu Weiyang's indifferent eyes.

Cthulhu is an ancient race just like the gods in ancient times.

At that time, the sky was not yet the sky, the earth did not become the earth, the sky and the earth were almost gathered together. After Pangu opened up the world, the world is no longer a gray and chaotic world.

Nu Wa pinched a mortal with mud, and the Cthulhu used his own flesh and blood to become a member of the Luoyue Clan.

In that battle between immortals and demons, the evil **** annihilated the clan and the demons died out. The Luo Yue clan had to move out of the Demon Realm and live in seclusion in the mortal world. But when the evil gods were destroyed, they were also affected, their lifespans were getting shorter and shorter, and they could only rely on their descendants to continue to multiply to maintain their blood. The Luoyue clan is extremely arrogant, this is very similar to their ancestor evil god, they don't want to contact mortals, let alone intermarriage, that is, because of this, there is almost no Luoyue clan in this world now.

The Luoyue people, like their ancestors, have already perished in the torrent of thousands of years.

Yan Dan raised his finger and tapped on his chin, and said in a low voice, "The Luoyue Clan here should be the Luoyue Clan before the devil's demise, right?"

Liu Weiyang rarely agreed: "It may not be true. If the evil gods were not exterminating their clan, how could they use human sacrifices?"

Yan Dan's hair was immediately horrified. Before the Battle of Immortals and Demons, Luo Yue people were famously beautiful. The ancestors of the Heretic Gods are not uncomfortable to say that everything they created in the heavens and the earth is flawless, unlike the mortals pinched by some gods, which always have a little regret. From that time on, there have been some small disputes between Heavenly Court and Demon Realm. Slowly, a little bit of unwillingness accumulates deeper and deeper, and the two realms of immortality and demon finally go to war. At that time, the master of the Demon Realm was the evil **** Xuan Xiang, and he, Emperor Zixu and Master Ji Du Xing died together in Yuntian Palace, and the Demon Realm disappeared. When Luo Yueren left the Demon Realm, both his appearance and his body had undergone great changes. The original beautiful face became weird and his body gradually became short and twisted.

"Although no matter how delicate and beautiful flowers are withered, no matter how beautiful the face is, it will be old, but I still feel a pity to see it with my own eyes." As soon as Yan Dan's voice fell, Liu Weiyang looked at her unexpectedly, as if in surprise. When will she speak seriously except for those boring words.

She curled her lips and thought with dissatisfaction that there is something in her bones, but no one has discovered it yet.

Yan Dan first walked into the village where the Luoyue ethnic group lived. After passing the mulberry forest at the head of the village, he saw many houses far and near. Every house was built with wooden huts on high feet, and a clear stream curving around. After that, the clear water of the stream shimmered in the setting sun. From the bottom of her heart, she feels that this is the most beautiful place in the magic.

The previous human face badgers and blood sculptures were so ferocious and barbarous that she didn't really appreciate them.

"Who are you, how did you come here?"

This voice could be heard from a young man, it was still childish and delicate, with a slight husky that the young man was growing into. Yan Dan turned his head and saw a pair of young men and women standing in the light of the sunset. Behind the teenager who just spoke was a young girl looking at Nian Fang cardamom. Her black eyes looked at them unblinkingly. No, to be precise, she was directly past Yan Dan and fixedly looking behind her. Liu Gongzi.

The girl suddenly laughed, and smiled at Liu Weiyang in a charming manner: "Are you here to marry my sister?"

Yan Dan turned his head and looked at Liu Weiyang, who was expressionless, and then looked at the young men and women, and laughed unkindly.

Yan Dan easily found a place to stay in the Luo Yue clan. Among them, thanks to Liu Weiyang. The girl who smiled so sweetly before happened to be a lady of a prestigious family in the Luoyue clan. In terms of mortal customs, she was a famous family and sheltered from her ancestors, just like the world now belongs to the Pei family. The surname Pei is also more noble than other surnames.

As for everything in between, it is simply a two-sentence effort.

The Luoyue people have a strange way of naming. There is only a name without a surname. The previous boy was named Nan Zhao, and the girl was named Shuixian, a cousin, while the sister of the girl Shuixian who was going to marry Liu Weiyang was named Nong Cui. , This is one.

Second, Nong Cui is a beauty in the Luoyue clan. Somehow he had dreamed of Liu Weiyang, the lord of the palace of the gods. From then on, he even put aside the words of non-jun not marrying, as long as Liu Weiyang entered the Luoyue clan. In the village, a group of people would immediately turn him to Miss Nongcui.

Yan Dan was very surprised at the beginning. When he saw the slim and tender Luo Yue beauty Nong Cui, he could only sigh that Liu Weiyang is really peach blossom, and every plant is charming and one of a hundred. Originally, there were more maids in the Shenxiao Palace, more beautiful and beautiful, but when I arrived at the Demon Phase, I finally met such a villager, and someone came out to look at him.

So Yan Dan sold Liu Weiyang in Nong Cui's tender eyes.

A scroll of scrolls spread out, slowly revealing the man in the blue shirt and Tsinghua University. Behind the figure, there are green mountains and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but these are just hidden behind to set off his personality, nothing more.

Yan Dan looked down at the painting, and the eyebrows of the man in the painting really looked exactly like Liu Weiyang. Unfortunately, although this brush technique is good, the charm of the people in the painting is not enough.

"This is His Royal Highness Xuan Xiang. He is the most capable and talented one among the evil gods in the past." Nan Zhao lowered his voice, "Sister Nong Cui only met him once when she was very young, and she often dreamed about it. Even at the age of leaving the cabinet, she still wants to marry him. She once said that it doesn't matter if she is a concubine. Later, when Her Royal Highness Xuan Xiang died in battle, she also felt that His Highness was just missing."

Yan Dan felt a little in his heart and said, "Unfortunately, Liu Weiyang is not an evil god, at best he looks alike."

The corner of Nan Zhao's mouth pulled a smile, slightly bitter: "It's that Young Master Liu and His Royal Highness Xuanxiang were born too much, and Young Master Liu still has the blood of the Heretic God, so Sister Nong Cui will be determined that he is His Royal Highness."

Yan Dan nodded silently: "That makes sense."

There are not many people in this world who look very alike, and Liu Weiyang still has the blood of the Heretic God, which is even more true. What's more, he can't remember who he was before and what he did, and the piece where all the memories were interrupted was in the battle of the fairy and the devil.

She also had to admit that the fact that Liu Weiyang was the evil **** Xuanxiang was probably true.

Yan Dan sighed and sympathized with him from the bottom of his heart. In the past, when he was pursuing his own life experience, he was completely separated from the Three Realms, and there was no one of his companions in the world. And now, if he is really an evil god, then the world is so big that he will have no place to live. The battle of immortals and demons was fought vigorously, even if they wanted to forget it, if those people in the heavenly court knew that the evil **** Xuanxiang was still alive, each of the 300,000 heavenly soldiers would come to make up for it, and it would be enough.

She had just finished sighing, only to hear the young man beside her sigh faintly.

Yan Dan couldn't help but glanced at him, and saw the young man frowning, looking very depressed, and his heart suddenly moved: "There is an old saying among mortals, have you heard of it? Falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. You just like Miss Nongcui again. , But she was thinking about Xuan Xiang in her heart."

Nan Zhao's face turned red all of a sudden. Even if his appearance didn't change its color, he was not far away. He stammered, "I know, I know, but I, I don't. ..."

Yan Dan was tentative. Seeing him like this, he knew that he had a good guess. He patted him on the shoulder gently, and persuaded him in a good voice, "Such a thing, if you decide it, then you will stop. , You should also show a bit of man's courage." If a handsome and honest young man like Nan Zhao is not well raised, he will inevitably become a sissy.

Nan Zhao lowered his head and said softly, "Miss Yan is right."

Yan Dan was waiting to persuade him while the iron was hot, only to hear a cold voice from behind: "Yan Dan, come here."

She shivered with cold, before thinking slowly, this voice sounded like Liu Weiyang was talking.

It seems that when the Dong Chuang incident happened, he should also know that he was sold.