The Demon Lord has too many aliases

The interior of Xiaoyao Building was roughly cleaned by him last night. Now, the deacons in the building are still well-behaved for the time being under the shock of thunder. However, among the small chambers of commerce that once cooperated with him to become shareholders of Xiaoyao Building, there are probably still some who are still restless. .

Yan Weilou believes in doing things right and not leaving any room for the enemy to survive - taking advantage of the power last night, and cleaning out all the clowns in one go, he can wash away the marks left by others in Xiaoyao Tower. , reshuffled it, and controlled it from now on.

Rongfeng Pavilion is just an introduction that happens to come to your door.

As for the affairs in Xue Hanshan's mind, such as the love between a man and his concubine, they have no relationship with him.

Yan Weilou immediately responded.

After the two communicated for a while, they agreed on a time and place to meet before seeing Xue Hanshan off. Just as Yan Weilou turned around, Mr. Shen's figure suddenly appeared, with a feeling of elusiveness.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Your Highness, did you accept Young Master Xue's invitation to go to Rongfeng Pavilion?" "Yes.

It is Rongfeng Pavilion.

"As soon as Yan Weilou nodded and admitted, Mr. Shen's twinkling old eyes glared: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate! " "why is that? Yan Weilou looked surprised and puzzled, with a hint of young man's excitement and dissatisfaction on his face, "They can all go, why can't I go?" "Mr. Shen twitched his lips, and an ugly smile appeared on his old face: "There is something wrong with Rongfeng Tower, and there seems to be something wrong with the owner behind it.

For safety reasons, Your Highness would rather not go.

" As he spoke, he vaguely pointed a finger in the direction of the palace, seeming to imply that Yan Weilou's current situation was not suitable for causing trouble.

He looked at the young man in front of him with deep meaning. He thought that under this tactful hint, the Crown Prince would humbly accept his suggestions as before, but he did not expect that something seemed different today.

Hesitation appeared on the young man's face. He pondered on the spot for a long time, and then he hesitated and said: "After all, it is something that has been promised. I'm afraid it would be bad to regret it temporarily..." Seeing that Mr. Shen was about to open his mouth to say something, he was full of satisfaction. He waved his hand carelessly: "I don't think your Majesty is a mediocre master now. My father has been contented with himself for so many years, and I, the only legitimate son, have been in the capital as a hostage. His Majesty and all the officials must be able to understand such loyalty.

Mr. Shen, those suspicions you had in the past must have been overly worrying.

" When he said this, the young man's still young face showed a standard silly and bright smile, showing eight neat white teeth. He looked innocent, innocent and simple, harmless to the extreme.

Mr. Shen sighed deeply.

If His Royal Highness hadn't looked so innocent and innocent, he would have almost thought that what the other party said was sarcastic.

After all, he probably knows much better than this confused Crown Prince about the caliber of the two acting emperors, the Emperor and King Qi.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Yan Weilou staring at him steadily, still smiling and asking: "Do you think I was right?" He had a very good appearance, and when he smiled, he felt like the sun was shining brightly. In the pair of clear black and white eyes, the pupils are extremely deep and black, like abyss or pool, and there is some natural coldness.

In this gaze that seemed to see through everything, at a certain moment, the old man's body froze, as if he was glanced at by some unspeakable terrifying existence, and a keen premonition of crisis was instantly raised.

But that feeling came and went quickly. Before he could figure it out, it had disappeared, like an hallucination.

Mr. Shen could only force a laugh: "Your Highness is right, it seems that I am overly worried.

"...What else can he say? Could it be that the loyal King Qi has always been uneasy and kind-hearted, and the emperor is not as tolerant as His Highness thought? Yan Weilou smacked the other party in a vague way, regardless of whether he noticed it or not. Say more.

This Mr. Shen was a confidant sent by King Qi and his wife to him. Later, when King Qi raised his army, he was also imprisoned by Feiyu Wei, and he directly chose to commit suicide in prison.

Yan Weilou had reason to believe that this person knew everything about King Qi's plan from beginning to end.

But he had no hatred for this person, let alone Prince Qi and his wife.

The same is true from previous lives to death.

No matter how unkind and unjust the King of Qi was towards his own son, the only one who could accuse him with confidence was the original owner of this body.

Yan Weilou thought that he was just an outsider who had inadvertently occupied this body, and he had never placed his feelings on King Qi.

Being able to obtain the body of the original body and live again in this world is already an advantage. What qualifications do you have to replace the original body to bear the grudge against King Qi? At most, it's just a matter of grievances and hatreds.

In other words, he was abandoned by King Qi at the beginning, and after several misfortunes, he still held grudges against him. However, after three years of being confused in Zukuimen and escaping, he found that the huge uprising three years ago had long been obscured by everyone. In his memory, Prince Qi's Mansion was burned to the ground, and all the grievances related to this also disappeared.

This life is even simpler, as long as the other person stops plotting against him, they can just go their separate ways.

Thinking like this, he smiled at Mr. Shen again and then walked away.

Mr. Shen subconsciously smiled back. When the young man's back disappeared from sight, the smile on his face stopped and his eyes became complicated.

"...His Royal Highness is indeed still so naive.

” The servants passing by saw this, although they didn’t understand the situation, but they smiled flatteringly and said: “That’s so good! Everyone in Shengjing City knows that Your Highness is tolerant and kind, and the Prince Qi’s Mansion is a first-class place to go. I don’t know how many servants are secretly envious of us! " The old man ignored him and turned to leave in another direction, leaving only a vague sentence.

"Yes, it's better to be naive..." · On the other side, in the courtyard of Yan Weilou.

He gave an order, drove away all the servants in the courtyard, changed into a light training suit, and then set up a posture directly in the open space of the martial arts field, practicing one move after another.

As the owner of this Qi Wang Mansion, his courtyard is naturally very large. Not only is there a place specifically for practicing martial arts, but the courtyard is also surrounded by exotic flowers and trees, and the fragrance is full of the courtyard, just like an open garden surrounding the martial arts field in the center, which often makes people feel relaxed and happy. It doesn't take long for them to forget to practice martial arts, but instead immerse themselves in this boundless scenery and fall asleep.

-And this was the daily routine of Yan Weilou in the past.

From the perspective of the theory of blocking conspiracy, I really don't know whether the person who built this courtyard had planned it in advance.

Boom! Yan Weilou raised his hand and threw the first punch.

A strange roar suddenly sounded in the air.

He threw the second punch.

...After a set of simple basic boxing techniques, his body finally stretched out, his blood roared, his acupoints vibrated, and strands of air flow followed the punches and traveled through Yan Weilou's meridians for a circle, and finally merged into Dantian.

After the last punch, he stood up, his body did not shake, his sweat wet his black robe, and the smooth and beautiful muscle lines on his forearms were faintly visible.

In this process, he used internal breathing circulation from beginning to end.

This is the ability brought by the first level of insight "Tongyou" - the so-called practitioners are originally the transformation from human to non-human, from ordinary to extraordinary.

Huh... The last breath of white air was exhaled, and Yan Weilou, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and energetic, as if a ray of sword light was blooming.

The white air that was suddenly exhaled also shot out in an instant, like a breath of arrows.

There was a loud "bang" and the trees rustled. A sound of something being pierced came from the bushes not far in front of Yan Weilou - "Ugh!" A short muffled groan seemed to come from the bushes, and a figure was hit by an air arrow. He covered his left eye with one hand and fell down from the tree in embarrassment.