The Demon Lord has too many aliases

This guest is young, noble, generous, and seems to be very talkative.

The boatman relaxed and started chatting with the other party.

The boy on the boat smiled good-naturedly.

He was really very handsome, but his outline was a bit colder and sharper, and his smile was much softer at this time.

"Old man, you have guessed wrong. My strength is mediocre and I am just joining in the fun. I have no intention of fighting anyone to the death!" The boatman nodded in agreement.

"Young Master is right.

From ancient times to the present, martial arts competitions have been a matter of life and death.

It's not like that boy in my family who rushed to go as soon as he heard about the competition. He only thought about getting benefits but forgot about life and death..." Yan Weilou became a little curious: "Then Young Master..." "Hey! That boy! I broke my leg two days ago, and within two months I couldn't get out of bed.

"..." Yan Weilou was stunned for a moment, and then made a gesture to the boatman, expressing his admiration.

The boatman was very happy to be praised, and a smile bloomed on his old face: "No, sir, you are knowledgeable! You are not like my boy... who is so stupid all day long that he doesn't care about business.

" He introduced it to Yan Weilou enthusiastically: "I'm afraid this is your first time coming to Fenghuan City, sir. Let me tell you that there are many good places in Fenghuan City..." The cool breeze blew across the water. , the water waves sway leisurely, the sweet fragrance of flowers comes with the cool breeze, the lake is surrounded by flowers, and the boat goes away leisurely.

An exquisite pavilion appeared in front of you.

"Wangyue Tower..." After glancing at the plaque, Yan Weilou walked up to the pavilion and was immediately stopped by two guards.

The guard looked serious: "Sir, Wangyue Tower has rules -" Before he could finish his words, a gust of cold wind blew outside the building.

Pieces of flying snow drifted in from behind the young man, and the strong wind carried the snowflakes towards the two of them, almost covering their faces.

The two frowned slightly and subconsciously turned their heads to avoid it.

At this moment, the young man in black robe in front of him took a step forward, stretched out a hand, and seemed to draw a semicircle in front of him.

Under a mysterious force, the bodies of the two guards couldn't help but retreat to both sides.

In the eyes of others, it looked like the young man brushed the two people away with a flick of his hand, as if he was brushing through flowers and brushing willows, more casually as if he was sweeping away two specks of dust.

Young man Shi Shiran walked into the building.

The two people who were pushed aside reacted and turned around quickly to chase them back: "Master, if you haven't passed the test, you can't..." "Hiss!" Just as they took a step, a neat sound suddenly came from the two people. There was a sound of cracking silk, and the cold breath disappeared in a flash.

They subconsciously lowered their heads and saw that the outer robe at the chest suddenly split open and was torn in half. The extremely sharp sword energy in the rip slowly dissipated, but the inner robe was not damaged at all, with only a clear line Incomparable knife marks are imprinted on it.

If the mark had been deeper and the person who struck had used more force, they might have been able to cut the two people in half.

At this moment, not only these two people, but also those in the building who were attracted by the silence and cast their eyes here, took a breath of cold air uncontrollably.

...What a fast knife, such precise force control! Although the two guards were not very strong, they had only gained insight into the Nether Realm. Those present who had entered Wangyue Tower with their own abilities were confident that they would be defeated quickly.

But to be able to draw out the sword in just an instant without them noticing, and to control the force to only pierce one layer of his outer robe... This kind of incredible thing can only be done if one has understood the meaning of the Tao, and the martial arts realm has already reached a very low level. Only a great master who has entered Taoism can do it! The most important thing is... when did the boy draw the sword? If this sword was aimed at them, could they block it? As soon as this question popped up in their minds, everyone was horrified. When they looked in the direction of the young man, they were shocked to find that the person was missing! A large living person disappeared from everyone's sight in just a few breaths.

Everyone searched the nine floors up and down, but the unknown young man in black was never seen again.

Someone cast their gaze upwards in surprise and pointed, "Could he have gone there..." "...Tulou?!" Everyone immediately fell silent and recalled the sudden arrival of the man in white that morning seven days ago.

"Master Tuoba is respectful, and the four great masters of Tianzong are bowing down and accompanying him... He is definitely a big shot in Tianzong, maybe one of the divine envoys of Tianzong..." Because of this, even if that person occupied the place alone The whole Tulou was covered, and no one else said a single word "no" - those who dared to say no had already been thrown out of the Tulou.

If the mysterious boy who arrived today really went to Tulou, he might have something good to watch.

Many people's eyes showed anticipation.

Unfortunately, the conflict and drama these people expected were just their fantasies after all.

At this moment, the top floor of Wangyue Tower was extremely calm.

The two figures stood opposite each other, looking at each other in surprise.

To be precise, Yan Weilou's eyes were Tuzu's surprise, but Su Xinghan's expression was full of self-repressed ecstasy.

"...Mingguang, is it really you?" ·A quarter of an hour ago.

The top floor of Wangyue Tower.

Xu Xinghan stood in front of the window with his hands folded, looking out the window. His white clothes looked like snow, and his pale face was three points colder than ice and snow.

"Ayan hasn't come yet..." He murmured softly, "It's been seven days.

""——Don't you care? "The sky in the distance was as white as frost, and a strong wind came from the sky, rolling up the ice and snow and brushing his hair.

The man in white turned around suddenly, his robe fluttering, and his cold eyes turned to the other four people in the room.

"I said that I would spread the news of my presence throughout the city.

Also, if you find any trace of him, tell me immediately... Have you been attentive?" After the last syllable fell, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and a deep and heavy chill suddenly swept over everyone.

The four people from Tianzong were all great masters of Taoism, but they couldn't help trembling, lowered their heads deeply, and said: "I dare not!" Su Xinghan glanced at them indifferently, and just as he was about to say something, his body suddenly froze.

As if sensing something, he retracted all his outward momentum, quickly tidied his robes, and cast his eyes in the direction of downstairs with some disbelief: "That is..." The door was soon pushed open, and a familiar young man walked in.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a slender figure and black hair scattered wantonly.

His eyebrows were cold and sharp, and his eyes were dark.

The facial features were handsome and sharp, and his appearance was aggressive.

Seeing the scene in the room, the boy's eyes widened slightly, revealing a bit of surprise.

"...Mingguang, is it really you?" Su Xinghan stared at him in a daze.

After a long time, he said: "Ayan, you are here."

" The voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

His empty eyes quietly reflected the figure of the boy, as if the first star suddenly lit up in the dark night sky, followed by the second, the third... all the stars in the sky lit up in an instant.

The mist in the eyes seemed to be blown away by a gentle spring breeze, revealing the bright starlight and moonlight.

And the light of the stars and the moon quietly shone on Yan Weilou.

It only shone on him.

Yan Weilou couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if he was suddenly confused and fell into the light of the stars and the moon.

It was not until Su Xinghan's voice woke him up: "A Yan!" Yan Weilou came back to his senses, shifted his gaze away from those eyes, walked forward with a smile, and spoke in a surprised tone.