The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Mo Yufang said confidently: "Of course it is Feiyuan Pavilion.

Is there anyone who doesn't know about the notorious assassin organization in the world? Or are you afraid of Feiyuan Pavilion and want to hand me over?" He clenched his fists in his wide robes, but he said something in a tone of not admitting defeat.

... The two people in front of him are definitely not simple. It seems that they don't have much respect for Feiyuan Pavilion. He can only take a gamble.

Seeing this, Su Xinghan turned his head to look at Yan Weilou and said in a voice transmission: "Ayan, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with Feiyuan Pavilion? Or... is he lying?" After staying in the sacred mountain for many years and not setting foot in the human world for a long time, Su Xinghan didn't know much about everything in the vast land of Shenzhou. He could only guess based on Yan Weilou's abnormality.

Especially when he said the last sentence, his tone obviously became colder, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

——If you want to say who has a harder heart between Yan Weilou and Su Xinghan, it is definitely not Yan Weilou.

As a former spirit of heaven and earth, all things in this world are no different to Su Xinghan.

What is the difference between humans and plants? He can't feel the slightest bit of sympathy in his heart.

Only Yan Weilou is the only exception.

Therefore, he has no sympathy or pity for such a boy who looks only 18 years old.

If he is harmless to A Yan, he can be kept.

Otherwise, he can be killed.

Yan Weilou immediately heard the coldness in his words and secretly transmitted his voice: "I don't think anyone would tell such a lie with so many mistakes and omissions - the Feiyuan Pavilion was a killer organization that dominated the world more than 100 years ago. It was destroyed by the Beidou Demon Palace as early as 70 years ago.

" Su Xinghan suddenly realized, and his eyes returned to calmness: "In this case, this boy is indeed strange.

" The two of them communicated through voice transmission for only a few breaths, but Mo Yufang felt uneasy in this very short silence, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly.

If things go wrong, he will use his last trump card to escape.

——Fortunately, he won the bet.

"Hu...Hu..." On the way down the mountain, three figures walked slowly.

Mo Yufang, who changed into Wang Jing's clothes again, followed the two with difficulty, breathing heavily.

Yan Weilou glanced at him casually.

...It seems that he really has no cultivation at all.

Was he able to hide his breath before because of some special spiritual weapon? ——No, there are traces of "Heaven Repairing Art" on his body! He is both the one who repairs the sky and the one who is repaired.

Yan Weilou suddenly said: "Someone has used the "Heaven Repairing Art" on you, and have you used it on others?" Mo Yufang paused, clenched his fists and raised his head, looking into Yan Weilou's eyes, his pupils filled with deep horror and suspicion: "...How do you know? Who are you?" Su Xinghan took a step forward, perfectly separated between the two of them, blocking Mo Yufang's gaze at Yan Weilou.

The pair of eyes as cold as frost and snow glanced at him without emotion: "It was A Yan who asked you first."

" Mo Yufang was swept by this look, like a handful of ice water poured down, and he regained consciousness in an instant, then raised his neck, with a fearless and stubborn face: "Yes, I have used it! That's because someone used this technique before, sacrificing my entire family to improve their talents... I have lost my foundation and become a useless person, only in this way can I have a chance to take revenge!" The young boy's eyes were red, burning with hatred, and he looked like he would never admit defeat.

"Pah--" The crisp sound disrupted his rhythm, and Mo Yufang was stunned.

The young man in black had already put down his palm with a smile, and praised: "Excellent! It's rare that you can judge the situation and guide people's hearts at such a young age.

If these impassioned words were put in front of those righteous people, they would definitely gain a lot of appreciation, and it would not be too much to accept you as a disciple.

It's a pity that you are not lucky enough to meet me.

" At this point, Yan Weilou shook his head seriously, with a heavy and regretful look on his face.

After being exposed, Mo Yufang no longer looked passionate, but just said calmly: "You are joking.

Luckily, I met you two. If I met those righteous heroes and found out that I practiced "Bu Tian Jue", they might kill me directly.

" Su Xinghan frowned slightly on the side, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "The "Bu Tian Jue" was created by the ancient saint master "Yuan", and it is the most orthodox practice method of the human race.

How can these righteous sects be so virtuous as to classify it as an evil skill? Are they worthy?" This remark immediately deviated from the topic.

Yan Weilou didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his focus, but a complex emotion was spreading in his heart.

He retorted jokingly: "Mingguang is wrong.

Is the method created by 'Yuan' necessarily fair and upright? When practicing a method, as long as it can help people become stronger, it is the best. What is the difference between good and evil? Besides, 'Yuan' is also a human, not a god, and may not be as good as you think.

" Su Xinghan shook his head silently, and his eyes fell on Yan Weilou lightly, like the first melting snow.

He whispered: "No, it's better than I thought."

" "..." Yan Weilou was speechless, as if a soft air flow blew through his heart, and he was slightly stunned.

Mo Yufang raised his head slightly, his dark eyes turned a circle, and his eyes swept back and forth between the two of them. Suddenly, he felt that he was redundant.

Su Xinghan also felt that he was a bit in the way, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he took the opportunity to suggest: "I think he is very smart even though he has no cultivation.

As long as we find an inn to stay, we should be able to deal with the things that come next.

" Yan Weilou showed a look of excitement.

...Although Mo Yufang, whose origin is unknown, is probably very unusual, Yan Weilou has no intention of taking advantage of him, nor does he care about the risks or benefits behind him.

Originally, Yan Weilou was a little curious and wanted to explore Mo Yufang's true origin, but now he suddenly felt that he was an eyesore.

It’s better to get rid of the trouble as soon as possible! Seeing this, Mo Yufang immediately grabbed the corner of Yan Weilou's robe and said: "As long as you two are willing to protect me for a few more days, I am willing to hand over a volume of "The Secret of Mending the Sky" with both hands.

He raised his face and did not play any tricks. His eyes were extremely sincere: "To be honest, the evil thief who destroyed my whole family was my biological brother Mo Yubai."

There is a blood connection between me and him. Even if we escape temporarily, he will come back sooner or later! As long as you two protect me for a period of time and allow the spiritual weapon in my hand to be used again, I will leave immediately and will never entangle you or drag you down! "Chapter 124 Entering the Game (22) Mo Yufang's background is unusual. When communicating with the two of them along the way, even if he tries to hide it, some of the words that occasionally come out, such as Feiyuan Pavilion, will always give people a strong sense of violation. feel.

It's as if the ancients traveled to the future and are incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Yan Weilou kept his composure, and after communicating with him all the way, he found that the other party's understanding probably stayed at a hundred years ago.

But Mo Yufang himself knew nothing about it.

This can be regarded as luck created by various coincidences.

Although Mo Yufang looks young, his wisdom and thoughtfulness cannot be underestimated.

If he had not appeared in a wilderness like Lianshanwu and only met two living people, Yan Weilou and Su Xinghan, he would not have exposed his abnormality so quickly.

If he met other people, or appeared in a busy city with many people, with his intelligence, he would find out that this world is completely different from everything he knew, and he would not be exposed. Instead, ask more and talk less, and choose to blend in.

It's a pity that he happened to bump into Yan Weilou's hands, which also aroused Yan Weilou's curiosity.

But he didn't know it and turned to the two of them for protection.

"Okay, I promise you.

"Having the opportunity to satisfy their curiosity and obtain a volume of "The Art of Mending the Sky", Yan Weilou and Xinghan glanced at each other and nodded in agreement without hesitation.