The Demon Lord has too many aliases

"You should have noticed it, right?" He asked suddenly without raising his head.

Lu Yiyu frowned. Even before he moved in here, he could tell there was something wrong with the little girl's body: "She is born with deficiencies and has a weak foundation. Not only does she have no talent for cultivation, but her lifespan is shorter than ordinary people.

"No, it's not a congenital deficiency."

Yan Weilou denied it, then raised his head and said, "It's man-made."

" Lu Yiyu's face changed, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "Human... Are you saying that He Bo really exists? ! " Yan Weilou curled his lips: "Maybe there is, but whether the god is a ghost or a human being, it is not clear! Yan Weilou lowered his head and looked at the frightened little girl: "Your health is so bad now. When did it start?" Has it been like this since childhood, or after meeting He Bo? The little girl opened her eyes wide and answered timidly: "It's...after welcoming He Bo."

" Yan Weilou stretched out a hand to wipe her tears and said seriously: "So, don't cry.

"Whether you understand it or not, remember these words clearly for me."

"The night was dark, and the young man's cold face was hidden in the night. His gentle tone revealed a strong tone, "You were originally talented, but your foundation was artificially destroyed.

Not to mention practicing, he can't even live up to the lifespan of a normal person.

"The little girl seemed to realize something, and slowly opened her eyes wide, looking at those deep, cold eyes that made her unable to recall a trace of fear.

"Listen, there's no point in crying.

Your time is shorter than ordinary people, so don’t waste it on such useless emotions in the future! Think about what you want to do in the future to make yourself happy, start now! "Brother Yan, isn't this not good for a child?" Tell her such a cruel thing..." Seeing the little girl standing there obediently, seemingly beginning to think seriously, Lu Yiyu smiled helplessly and looked at Yan Weilou with eyes full of thought, as if he had gotten to know him again.

"If she feels resentful because of this and is unwilling to do so in the future, it might cause trouble.

Why not let her know nothing and live in peace for the rest of her life? "She has the right to know and the right to choose how to proceed in the future."

"Yan Weilou said calmly, "She can choose not to practice and be an ordinary person.

But it is different from being forced or concealed and having no choice but to be an ordinary person.

"As for feeling resentful and unwilling to do so, isn't that what you should do?" Not being reconciled is the biggest motivation.

" He turned his head and looked in the direction of the ancestral hall. The fire and the shouting had not stopped.

...There is no rush now. According to Manman, it will probably be close to dawn before those people will put the new sacrifices into the river.

Lu Yiyu also followed his gaze and his face turned cold.

After coming here for a while, he thought that the so-called offering sacrifices to the river god was just an ordinary custom, but he didn't expect that there was something hidden in it. It was obvious that someone was pretending to be a god, but these villagers had no idea.

"Ignorance!" In anger, Lu Yiyu stood up and was about to go out to argue with the villagers, but an unsheathed scimitar stretched out from beside him to stop him.

He turned his head in confusion, and what appeared in his sight was the slightly curious face of the young man.

Yan Weilou asked, "What are you going to do?" "Of course, tell them clearly that there is no God in this world and ask them to let the child go.

"...Then I advise you not to go."

" Lu Yiyu looked at Yan Weilou with some confusion.

“There’s no point in going now.

Yan Weilou explained, "You must have heard of the Bei Mo Tian Sect, right?" If you have ever dealt with those crazy people in the Tianzong, you should know that some people cannot be persuaded with words.

" Lu Yiyu snorted coldly, and a sharp sword flashed in his eyes: "If you can't use words, then use your fists.

"Even if you overwhelm them with your cultivation this time, what about next time?" They will do it again next year, the year after, and many years after we leave.

Lu Yiyu said angrily: "Then what should we do?" The children were not dead after all. These villagers were just deceived. We couldn't kill them all, right? "It's very simple. Drag out the instigator, the guy they respect like a god, and kill him like a dead dog in front of these people..." Yan Weilou rubbed the handle of the knife and said calmly, "Let them know. The so-called gods are also humans and can die.

" His expression was nonchalant, and his tone was no more serious than any butcher killing pigs and sheep. In a few words, he decided the life or death of one person or even many people.

Lu Yiyu suddenly felt his throat was a little tight. He opened his mouth and uttered a syllable from his throat: "Huh?" "In short, you just have to guard this place, protect your junior brothers and sisters, and protect the sacrifices.

" Yan Weilou turned around and glanced at him, but his figure suddenly disappeared in the next second.

His speed was so fast that all that was left in Lu Yiyu's eyes was an afterimage.

"...I'll go and come back.

"...Brother Yan!" " In the darkness, looking at the afterimage that suddenly disappeared, Lu Yiyu finally reacted. After being stunned, he was unusually at a loss.

He was about to get up and catch up, but he looked back at the room where his junior brothers and sisters lived, and then at the little girl beside him who was looking at him eagerly. In the end, he just sighed and shook his head without taking any action.

Not long after, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from the direction of the ancestral hall, and Lu Yiyu heard waves of messy and noisy footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, something was suddenly thrown in from outside the courtyard. After drawing an arc in the air, it flew steadily towards him.

Lu Yiyu subconsciously stretched out his arms to catch him firmly, and immediately hugged the person.

——This is a little boy dressed up like a New Year painting doll.

The child was thrown in with an extremely strong force. The moment he fell, the energy controlling him suddenly disappeared, so he was not harmed at all.

Lu Yiyu believed that he would never be able to do this.

"What a wonderful Qi control!" He subconsciously praised it. After realizing it, he suddenly looked outside the hospital and his expression changed.

I saw countless flames surrounding the small courtyard, and with fierce noises, the villagers who had obviously been suddenly robbed of the sacrifices rushed over.

The courtyard door was soon banged and banged by someone.

Lu Yiyu couldn't laugh or cry: "I wasn't the one who snatched the sacrifice, but in the end I was made to take the blame.

"... With his advanced cultivation, he certainly won't be afraid of some ordinary people.

But these villagers cannot be killed or beaten, which is really troublesome! With a wry smile, Lu Yiyu stood up and walked forward. One hand had already grasped the hilt of the golden sword, and he murmured: "Brother Yan, could this be intentional..." Not far from the ancestral hall, a river crossed the After that, Xiaoye Village was divided into two halves.

It was pitch dark on both sides of the river.

After the villagers were attracted to Lu Yiyu's side in order to retrieve the sacrifices as soon as possible, a few scattered torches were stuck on the shore, illuminating the sparkling river surface, and the boy's blurry and thin reflection was reflected in the calm river surface.

His dark pupils also reflected the firelight.

Clatter...the sound of the surging river was particularly clear in the middle of the night.

Yan Weilou turned his head slightly and looked to the west. Following the direction of the river, something seemed to be rushing rapidly in the river, causing countless waves.

With Yan Weilou's eyesight, even in this starless and moonless darkness, he could still see the specific appearance of the thing at a glance - it was a huge awning boat with a few children sitting on it. , now everyone huddled together, looking fearfully at the boundless night.