The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Su Xinghan was silent again for a while, lost in thought.

I really don’t understand why Yan Weilou came here today? But when he saw Yan Weilou's eyes eagerly waiting for a reply, he felt relieved again.

... Anyway, no matter what the reason for Ayan's sudden whim, if it can make him happy, what's the harm in cooperating? After realizing that he had completely figured it out, the corners of his lips suddenly curved, and a smile like melting snow appeared on his ice-carved face: "Well, it is indeed a good match.

" There was indescribable relief in this tone.

It seems that Mingguang has finally given up on himself! Before Yan Weilou could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Xinghan continued: "Miss Yan is beautiful, gentle and generous. Such a beauty is worthy of anyone in the world.

"...?" "Yan Weilou was stunned.

The direction of this script seems not quite right! Shouldn't you be angry? Why do you keep praising your love rival? He calmed down and looked carefully, and found that the smile on the corner of Xing Xinghan's lips was unprecedentedly gentle and relaxed, with an imperceptible indulgence.

...emmmm, I always feel like something is wrong! Yan Weilou was still thinking about what was wrong, but Su Xinghan had already urged the two of them: "Thank you Miss Yan for the arrangement, let's go to Xiaoyao Tower now.

"Chapter 94 Meeting (16) Yan Weilou's "two people" had just entered the backyard, and the smile on Ji Muyue's face faded.

His long eyelashes were drooping, and his beautiful and charming face showed a hint of melancholy in the shadow cast by the wall.

"Alas! Your Highness the Crown Prince is so lucky. It's so unpleasant to be hugged from one side to the other! It's a pity that I'm a lonely person with wounds all over my body. Now I can't even find a secluded protector.

" Sighing casually, he turned around casually, and the hem of his crimson skirt swayed in a leisurely arc.

This caused a passing gambler outside the door to swallow his saliva subconsciously and couldn't help but look at him greedily.

The slight sound of swallowing saliva is as close to the ear as a practitioner like Ji Muyue, let alone such a bold and direct gaze.

Ji Muyue looked over with a smile: "Am I good-looking?" The gambler was stunned for a moment.

Normally, no matter how cowardly he was, he would not dare to cause trouble in the Lucky Gambling House, let alone meet someone like Ji Muyue, who was not simple at first glance, and he would not even dare to take a look.

However, this man is very addicted to gambling. He didn't even leave the gambling house the night the Heavenly Demon Gu Feng was born. He has been gambling day and night until now. He is almost in a trance and can't remember his usual caution.

Hearing the gentle voice of this great beauty, my ears immediately tingled, and I didn't know what night it was.

He raised his head and met a pair of eyes with faint purple meaning. He suddenly became bolder for some reason, and replied with a smile on his face: "It's beautiful! Of course it's beautiful! I have never seen such a beauty! I have seen you, a beauty." , Those other crooked melons and inferior jujubes are out of sight!" As he spoke, he moved forward while rubbing his hands: "By the way, beauty, what kind of protector were you looking for just now? I can do that... "The beauty in red didn't seem to be disgusted. Instead, she smiled softly and stood there gently.

Seeing him approaching, she stretched out a catkin gently and brushed it towards his face, letting out a burst of fragrant wind.

He suddenly felt drunk and wanted to grab the beauty's hand.

"Ah——!" The next second, a shrill howl sounded in the courtyard.

Ji Muyue retracted her hand casually, and slowly flicked the blood beads between her fingers. She looked coldly at the man who was wailing and rolling on the ground, especially the two empty blood holes in his eyes. She smiled in a charming way. .

"Since these tricks are no longer useful, I will help you keep them.

His tone was still gentle and gentle, "After meeting me, if you go to see other crooked melons and bad jujubes, wouldn't this trick be ruined in vain!" It's so beautiful now.

He stretched out his fingers without any sympathy, and a strong gust of wind hit the heart of the man's heart. Then he sighed quietly: "Think about it this way, the last thing left in these two moves is my appearance, which will still be beautiful until death. I really gave you an advantage~" Taking out her handkerchief and wiping Wang Jing's fingers again, Ji Muyue raised her foot and kicked away the corpse beside her, and was about to leave when a laugh suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Killing a person's life when he wants to kill it, gouging out a person's eyeballs with the euphemistic name of retaining beauty, he is worthy of being a person from the Yaoguang Palace!" Ji Muyue paused in her steps and turned around.

A figure passed by in mid-air, and with a slight tap on the wall, the body fell into the courtyard like a roc spreading its wings, and appeared in front of him.

Wearing a black and red samurai uniform, with the blood-red "Hate Sword" that Ji Muyue was all too familiar with hanging from his waist, he had thick black hair tied high, a broad forehead, a straight nose, and a laid-back temperament like a wanderer.

Ji Muyue narrowed her eyes in surprise, and the smile on her face changed slightly: "Isn't this the Young Palace Master? The Young Palace Master has suddenly arrived, and this palace is really in full bloom.

"In addition, I don't know, when did the Young Palace Master become such a Bodhisattva-hearted person?" " He had a puzzled look on his face, and his smile was particularly touching, but his mouth was merciless, poking people's wounds.

"In this case, I really want to cry out for the hundreds of people in the Annan Zhao family!" Xiao Wuyi's face darkened and he glanced at him coldly: "What should be said and what should not be said? It seems that the master of Yaoguang Palace has never taught you properly.

This is normal, after all, Zhuangguang Palace has never had any experience in cultivating men.

" Ji Muyue's smile faded: "Young Palace Master, you are joking..." "What are you joking about? Among the seven palaces of my Beidou Demon Palace, only Yaoguang Palace does not allow male disciples to enter, and even I, the Young Palace Master, am no exception.

I have been curious about Yaoguang Palace for a long time.

" Xiao Wuyi seemed to remember something and asked curiously, "Your Highness, as the first special case in Yaoguang Palace in hundreds of years, was raised by the Master of Yaoguang Palace as a girl since childhood. I wonder if you can tell me what you saw and heard in Yaoguang Palace?" Ji Muyue showed a fake smile: "I heard that the Young Palace Master was soft-hearted not long ago and almost lost his life. The murderer seems to be the remnant of the Annan Zhao family, and he has a childhood friendship with the Young Palace Master. I wonder what the Young Palace Master feels in his heart after escaping from death? " "..." The two hurt each other, and they fought back and forth for several rounds, without any sense of being from the same sect. Instead, they stabbed each other more fiercely, and each stab was fatal.

After a verbal battle, the smile on Ji Muyue's face was deformed, and he felt a little annoyed. He asked bluntly: "Why did the young palace master come here? Does the king have any instructions?" Du Jiuyou didn't like his subordinates to call him the palace master, so everyone in the Beidou Demon Palace called him "the king".

This title, which was once used for princes, made many people in the righteous way secretly mock and be vigilant, believing that the Beidou Demon Palace was ambitious and overestimating its own strength, and intended to open up a dynasty and establish a country in the future.

There are other rumors in the world that Du Jiuyou has an extraordinary origin. He is a descendant of a vassal state in the war era more than 1,400 years ago, when the Great You Dynasty had not yet been unified. He is extraordinary.

Xiao Wuyi shook his head: "No.

I came here by myself.

" Ji Muyue smiled in surprise: "Haha, whether it is Tianquan Palace and Yaoguang Palace, or the young palace master and me, they are not familiar with each other enough to come uninvited, right?" "Don't worry, we will get familiar with each other soon.

"Xiao Wuyi replied with a smile, "Besides, isn't Her Highness the Ninth Princess seriously injured and in need of a guardian? I am willing to recommend myself.

" Ji Muyue was really shocked this time.

... What is Xiao Wuyi doing?! On weekdays, the two of them rarely interacted, and at most they were just nodding acquaintances.

But he knew Xiao Wuyi's character very well - stubborn, rigid, stubborn, and a little bit of a bad habit of being soft-hearted and hesitant from time to time. He was only accepted by the king because of his outstanding talent.

Ji Muyue has always disliked him.