The Demon Lord has too many aliases

It suddenly let out an "ouch" sound, as if a child had been suddenly hit and his brain was broken, and he was very angry.

The culprit ignored it, just put it in his sleeve, turned around and opened the door.

"What's the matter?" Yan Weilou said calmly, "Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do.

"Outside the door, Ji Muyue, who had just raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, was stunned and felt speechless.

...By the way, this Lucky Casino seems to be his territory, right? This man lives on his property and actually sounds impatient with his master? Who is the host and who is the guest? The most depressing thing is that when the other party came back before, he never thought that he could take him for a ride, and he simply ignored him completely.

Ever since she met Yan Weilou again, Ji Muyue felt that everything was going wrong for her. Now her status had begun to decline. Not only was she being ignored, but she was also upset by some of the behaviors of these two people from time to time.

Looking at the closed door next door, Ji Muyue turned her eyes, and her eyes were filled with ecstasy.

He leaned against the door frame and cast a resentful look: "Nothing... ahem... I just want to ask Brother Yan to protect me while I heal my wounds.

" Wiping the blood on her lips, Ji Muyue, who turned into a pickled fish, spoke quietly, seemingly with a different meaning: "After all, I am too injured and it is not safe to be alone.

"Chapter 91 We will meet again (13)... It's not safe to be alone? Why do these words sound so familiar? The words he had just said to Su Xinghan not long ago were said by Ji Muyue in a different tone. Listening to In Yan Weilou's ears, there was a hint of ambiguity, as if he was hinting at something.

It's obviously the same sentence, but this person has the ability to make people think crookedly.

Yan Weilou, who had just said this not long ago, felt a little guilty inexplicably, as if he had some evil intentions at that time.

Yan Weilou raised his eyelids and glanced at Ji Muyue, but it was difficult to tell whether the other person's eyes were more playful or ambiguous.

Under his glance, Ji Muyue let out another breath: "Oh, His Highness, don't you want it? No wonder, with such a lovely person who loves you so much, even I can't bear to leave even half a step away. .

This time, I am in a difficult position.

"...Lovely? This gesture and tone are a bit frivolous. Yan Weilou's eyes suddenly focused on him, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his tone became a little more unhappy: "What do you mean, Your Highness, the Ninth Princess? Please speak up.

"Yan Weilou's own soul and will are extremely powerful, and not long after he entered Taoism, his Taoism was extremely sharp, and he has not yet been able to fully restrain it.

At this time, his expression was just a little cold, and a captivating light appeared in his eyes.

Just like a divine sword cutting through the broken clouds in the sky, the golden morning light pours into the world in an instant.

Generally, people with low cultivation would find it difficult to remain calm under such gazes.

Ji Muyue, however, did not dodge, her body wrapped in crimson dress still leaning to the side as weak and boneless.

"What do you mean? Your Highness the Crown Prince really misunderstood me..." Ji Muyue's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and she felt aggrieved for herself.

Then he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a frivolous and seductive smile.

"I have Tuzu's good intentions!" He lifted a strand of hair from his ear, lowered his eyes, thinking and sighing, "I just want to... persuade you to take pity on the person in front of you.

"...To take pity on the person in front of you? A look of astonishment slowly appeared in the young man's cold pupils, and soon the look of astonishment turned into realization.

There seemed to be a bolt of lightning across the clear sky, splitting open Yan Weilou's mind. The fog that had been lingering in his mind completely dissipated at this moment.

He vaguely understood something.

At this moment, many subtle premonitions from the past flooded into my mind, along with countless clear images in my memory.

With the fog removed, certain facts are so clear.

...I should have thought of this earlier, this is an obvious fact! Ignoring Ji Muyue who left, Yan Weilou stood there for a long time, glanced at the room next door, then went back in and closed the door, an imperceptible sigh escaped from his lips.

... Even Ji Muyue could see that the subtle feelings she had experienced again and again before were really not illusions? "——Mingguang...he likes me.

" Leaning his body gently against the door, the young man's eyes were open and closed with a sharp light, and every word was extremely sure.

Every step he took since his rebirth, Yan Weilou believed that it was all in his plan. Although the Hanhai Realm was an accident, it was later included in his plan... except for the sudden extra variable of Su Xinghan.

He is the only one who is beyond his control and makes himself unpredictable.

Not only has the past life never appeared in his own life, but his true origin is still a mystery that is difficult to solve.

To be honest, from the first meeting, he had a shallow and natural affection for Su Xinghan.

As time goes by, this good impression becomes deeper and deeper.

Yan Weilou had to admit that the other person was the person he got along with the most in his two lives. It seemed good to have another close friend like this.

Therefore, Yan Weilou ignored the intuition that emerged from time to time in his heart, and ignored Su Xinghan's almost unabashed absolute trust in him.

He attributed Su Xinghan's special attitude towards him to his own innocence and frankness and their close friendship with each other.

——This is obviously not the case.

The truth was suddenly revealed by Ji Muyue. After Yan Weilou was shocked, he naturally accepted the fact.

There was no disgust, no rejection, just a sense of realization that this was indeed the case.

It seemed that he had been aware of it in his subconscious mind for a long time, but it was only hindered by the deep-rooted cognition in the past. Now it was just that his intuition was finally verified.

“Tuk-tuk.

"The door was suddenly knocked twice. Yan Weilou turned around and opened the door, only to see a boy standing at the door, holding a black medicine jar in his hand.

"Young Master Yan!" The young man bowed respectfully and said hurriedly, "This is the medicinal powder that Mr. Su will use for his medicinal bath later. The young man was ordered to come to deliver the medicine, but he was blocked from the door.

Because this medicinal powder is special, its efficacy will be greatly reduced after half an hour, so I have no choice but to trouble Young Master Yan..." "Give it to me.

" Yan Weilou took the dark medicine jar and walked to Su Xinghan's guest room. Sure enough, he noticed an invisible barrier at the door.

……strangeness! If Su Xinghan doesn't heal his injuries quickly, what other things are so important? With his eyebrows slightly furrowed, Yan Weilou came to the door and was about to break the seal when his steps suddenly stopped.

His powerful soul faintly "heard" the sounds coming from the room.

“My subordinates were incompetent and failed to capture that man alive.

Please ask the high priest to punish you! ” This voice obviously came from a certain great master of Tianzong, and his tone was full of sincerity and fear.

"That Qi Hongyu is very accomplished in the "Tai Shang Sun Blocking Picture" and is best at leveraging force. He also has a very powerful treasure on his body. After being seriously injured by his subordinates, he used it to escape.

"The next thing that sounded was Su Xinghan's voice, but this voice was different from what Yan Weilou heard on weekdays. It was extremely cold, indifferent, and without any emotion.

"Go down.

If you can't even solve it with an Insight Realm warrior, you are indeed incompetent.

You don’t need to remind me how to collect the fine, right? "Not long after, the door was opened, and an old man wearing a black robe from Tianzong stepped out respectfully.

Yan Weilou took advantage of the situation and walked in carrying the medicine jar, and immediately saw Su Xinghan sitting on the edge of the screen.

He was dressed in white, his pale face still had cracks that had not disappeared, and his expression was as cold as ice and snow.