The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Being stared at by Xie Qi's sparkling eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure, Yan Weilou's inner mood showed no fluctuation, but his face showed some embarrassment.

He changed the subject: "Second Young Master Xie, it's been seven or eight days since we escaped from the underground palace. How far is it from Xishan County?" "Uh-" Xie Qi was stunned for a moment by the question and looked uncertainly. He looked at the surrounding hills and trees and said, "If there is no accident, there will be about three days left?" Looking at his embarrassed and guilty expression, Yan Weilou had a bad feeling in his heart: "You don't know the way?" "I must know it. Is there a way?" Xie Qi felt guilty, but his face became more and more confident. He widened his eyes and said, "I am always shouting forward and backward. I am accompanied by carriages and horses wherever I go, and I am escorted by loyal servants. Why do I need to know the way?" Yan Weilou said in a tone of voice. Puzzled: "In that case, why did you run ahead after leaving the underground palace? Not leading the way?" Xie Qi's voice became much softer, and his eyes flashed: "Well, I didn't think much about it at the time, I just wanted to leave quickly.

I panicked and ran around blindly.

" At that time, Xie Qi took the lead and ran very fast. He used his two legs to run faster than the horse's four legs. Moreover, he happened to be in the same direction as Yan Weilou when he went to the Blood Refining Sect. He was indeed heading towards Go to Xishan County.

Yan Weilou thought he knew the correct route.

Unexpectedly, it was just an accident.

After giving him a deep look, Yan Weilou looked away.

...Originally, he planned to use some means to blur Xie Qi's memory about the location and route of the Huangquan Sect, but now it seems that it is not necessary.

This is really overestimating someone.

Yan Weilou muttered softly: "That's good, it saves some effort.

" Seeing that it was getting dark, the two of them walked into a dense forest and prepared to rest for the night. When they saw it, they saw a faint light of fire in the forest.

"Is there anyone there?" After looking at each other, the two of them approached carefully and saw a group of natives sitting in a clearing in the forest. In the center of the clearing was a blazing bonfire, and the faint aroma of food was wafting away.

These people were all dressed in extraordinary clothes and were divided into several groups. The young people among them were each wearing different sect uniforms. There were four people, two men and two women, who were respectfully avoided by them, most of them were elders of the sect.

With Yan Weilou's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the cultivation of these four people was at the peak of insight, and they were only one step away from entering the Tao.

Among them, the middle-aged man with the strongest cultivation already has a vague prototype of Taoism, which can be said to be half-stepped into Taoism.

Yan Weilou's aura was restrained, but Xie Qi couldn't do that.

With Xie Qi's cultivation in the Shackle Realm, as soon as he got close, the leaked aura was noticed by those people.

"Who is it?!" The middle-aged man who was half-stepping into the hallway shouted in a deep voice, stood up suddenly and looked this way.

When he saw Xie Qi, he was stunned: "Qi, Qier, why are you here?" My son almost won't be able to see you this time!" After the father and son finally finished talking about their farewell, Xie Qicai patted her forehead and pointed to Yan Weilou aside and said, "That's right, Dad.

Let me introduce you to a friend.

"Xie Chengyun nodded perfunctorily, then moved his eyes away, thinking that he would just say a few words.

This son has always been a stooge, so what kind of friends can he make? Xie Qi didn't notice his attitude and reluctantly added: "He is also Third Brother's friend.

Xie Chengyun immediately changed his attitude and looked at Yan Weilou with a surprised look on his face. His attitude was much more solemn: "If you can make my two incompatible sons friends, my little friend must have something special."

" Yan Weilou smiled calmly: "You are exaggerating.

Xie Qi nodded fiercely on the side: "Yes, the third child is quite discerning this time."

Mr. Xu Yuan and Mr. Xu are not only my savior, but also..." He kept talking about the origins of "Xu Yuan" and the experiences of the two of them during this period.

Immediately, the attention of others was attracted, and all eyes were focused on the two of them.

These are all righteous masters who have good relations with Xie Chengyun.

The bonfire was burning brightly, and the hot firelight reflected on the smiling and calm face of the young man in green. He looked calm and composed. He only showed a bit of melancholy when he heard about the Xu family's affairs, and he was quite calm and calm in dealing with the changes of the world.

...Time passed unconsciously.

The distant Huangquan Sect.

The young man who was looking silently in a certain direction retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes with a contented expression.

While Xie Qi was promoting "Xu Yuan's" deeds, gaining reputation, and conquering various righteous masters, Yan Weilou himself was not idle either.

Not long after returning from the vast sea world, he contacted Wuhen via a thousand-mile voice transmission and asked about the current development of Xiaoyao Tower.

At the same time, he finally had time to deal with the cooperation matter mentioned in the dark cabinet last time.

"You want to lure Xuan out of Xiaoyao Building, and then find Prince Qi through Xiaoyao Building, and finally obtain the Hanhai Order?" Yan Weilou chuckled lightly, tapping his fingers on the table, "Well, indeed..." "... It's time for the owner of Xiaoyao to show up.

"Chapter 69: Sigh on Life (3) Dayong, Yunzhou.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the wind is biting.

The flames of war are still burning in this land and have not been extinguished for months.

During the Dayong Dynasty, there were three states in one territory. Yunzhou belonged to the southern border. Half of the states and one city were the fiefdom of the King of Qi, also known as the State of Qi.

The other half of the state is connected with the borders of Qi State and Dongli State, and there are more than 10,000 Dayong troops stationed there.

In the first month of the seventh year of Jingtai, with the Qi King raising his army, the Dongli army approaching, and the Beimo watching covetously, Dayong, the largest country in the Central Region of Shenzhou, was unexpectedly dragged into the war.

Now more than two months have passed, and the year is about to end, the war has not yet been extinguished, and the entire Yunzhou has been completely divided by the Qi State and the Dongli coalition.

Dayong, which has reacted to the surprise attack, will naturally not give up and launched a crazy counterattack.

Several grandmasters from the three parties even fell.

Hanshi City, the border of Yunzhou.

This is a small town. It is said that a hundred years ago, a celestial realm cultivator lived in seclusion here. Although it is unknown whether he is dead or alive now, the court of Dayong has greatly reduced its control over this place to avoid misunderstandings.

In addition, this place is located on the border between Yong and Li, and there are often wandering knights and merchants, and some fugitives are roaming around.

Therefore, there were all kinds of people, and many forces were entrenched. Murders in the streets happened frequently, and many transactions prohibited by the court were carried out privately. It was an absolute chaotic place.

Later, after Qi State rose up and occupied this place, the general who led the army did not know the details of this place, so he tried to send people to check the whole city to stabilize the rear.

That night, seven generals were assassinated and the general died on the bed.

There were many ways of death, which almost led to the defeat of the Qi army before the battle.

——This is a small town shrouded in gray fog.

Many people and things that cannot be seen in the light are covered in this gray fog.

If someone tries to dispel this gray fog and let those who are used to hiding in the fog see the light, this person must die.

Naturally, even if the nominal ownership of Hanshi City fell to Qi State, it was still the chaotic place that was once unrestrained.

This day, outside Hanshi City.

When the sun was about to set, a strange young man came here.

He was dressed in white, white from inside to outside.

It did not bring people the coldness of ice and snow, but reminded people of the pear blossoms falling in the spring breeze.

This man in white seemed to have brought the spring breeze, adding a bit of warmth to the ice and snow and the biting cold wind between heaven and earth.

It was just because the light in his eyes was too gentle and intoxicating.

This was a person who was out of tune with Hanshi City. In the eyes of many people, he was even too dazzling, so that everyone looked at him sideways along the way.