The Demon Lord has too many aliases

The old man suddenly raised his head: "They don't know about this.

"It turns out that it is indeed the case."

"Yan Weilou nodded in approval.

Mr. Shen sighed deeply and looked at the Crown Prince in front of him with a new look for the first time, whom he had watched since childhood.

I knew full well that the other party's simple "proven by facts" contained what kind of bloody torture and massacre it was.

Looking at the young man's face with a bright and unobstructed smile, a shudder suddenly surged deep in his heart.

It seemed that he saw unparalleled terror in that boundless gentle smile.

He sincerely felt that King Qi's original approach was probably a big mistake.

Seeing that silence or lying were useless, Mr. Shen had to admit: "Yes, you are indeed not the real prince.

"Well, I just want to know an answer now."

"The morning light in the sky was bright, and the gentle rays of light shone on the young man's handsome face.

With a smile on his face and an incredibly calm voice, he asked word by word: "...who am I?" "I don't know.

" "you do not know? "" A year ago, the king went to the temple to worship Yuan. On his way back home, he encountered a tengu eating the sun.

Mr. Shen's voice was earthy and complicated, "At that time, the sky and the earth were dark, and there was no sun or moon."

""After a full half-quarter of an hour, the sky finally brightened.

An extra person appeared on the ground out of thin air.

" His eyes were dazed, as if he was recalling something.

"——That's you, His Royal Highness.

"That's it...I understand."

" Yan Weilou sighed suddenly.

King Qi brought him back to his home for unknown reasons. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he found that he had become a child and saw a strange ancient world. He had no memory of this world in his mind, so he had to pretend to have amnesia. .

Seeing that he was about the same age as the prince, the King of Qi and his wife were unwilling to send their son to the capital as a hostage, so they simply made up a lie. Under such a mistake, he mistakenly thought that his soul had passed through the body of the prince of Qi. , but did not inherit the original memory.

Yan Weilou stretched out his hand and looked at the slender, white palm without any scars: "Although he is younger, his appearance is exactly the same as before the time travel... This is my own body.

I should have thought of it earlier.

" He laughed softly, his chest vibrated, and his lowered eyes were dark.

An unparalleled dangerous aura spread throughout his body.

Mr. Shen couldn't help but take a step back, looking surprised and uncertain.

"Are you scared, or do you feel guilty?" A hand patted his shoulder at some point, and the young man's low voice rang in his ears.

"Yes, you should be afraid.

"I once thought that I was a thief who stole other people's bodies, and I felt guilty in front of this person's parents."

Even if he becomes a proton in Tu Nian, he should only repay his kindness.

Even if he is abandoned as an outcast, he can only treat it as an end to his grudges.

"...Even if he later fell into the Zukui Sect and was filled with resentment, when he escaped and learned that King Qi and his wife were defeated and died, the resentment no longer existed.

"Even if he was later targeted by a certain righteous genius for no reason... I never knew the reason - it turned out that he hated me for taking away his identity, his name, and his upright life experience, which made him fall from being the son of a noble prince. Becoming a lowly pariah! How ridiculous!" The young man's cold hands were like iron on the old man's shoulders, and with his power of insight, he couldn't break free at all.

An indescribable fear emerged from his heart bit by bit, gradually permeating his whole body.

A faint voice sounded in his ears, and the old man seemed to understand it, but after hearing this last sentence, he suddenly understood something: "You, what do you want to do to the Crown Prince?" "Calm down, relax.

"The young man patted him lightly on the shoulder, and he suddenly stumbled to the ground. He didn't behave at all like an insight master with martial arts cultivation, just like an ordinary old man.

"...He is not worthy of my special revenge.

” Even in his previous life, that person was not worth mentioning.

“However, I like the name Yan Weilou very much.

The young man looked down at the old man who fell to the ground and smiled slightly, "...if he dares to rob me again, I will have to kill him again."

Once raw, twice cooked.

"I don't know when the formation runes lit up one after another on the ground, and the old man who had all the energy sucked out of his body let out a shrill scream.

The whole person fell to the ground motionless, just breathing hard.

"Demon Gate...Spirit Burning Formation..." "Old Shen is very knowledgeable, it's true.

The young man smiled and praised, "Well, with my current cultivation level, if I want to deal with you, I'm afraid there will be some trouble."

The formation is more convenient - this spirit-burning formation kills people and destroys corpses and traces. The only flaw is that it is too slow to act.

"It just gives me enough time to communicate with Mr. Shen, and maybe I can fulfill your last wish..." "Ho... ho..." "What did you say?" Do you want the king who has been loyal to you all his life to go down to accompany you earlier? " Yan Weilou raised his eyebrows, as if listening, and then nodded, "Don't worry.

The love of the earth year is here, and I will definitely fulfill your wish.

"Ho ho..." The old man's eyes suddenly widened.

Click, click, click - the next moment, cracks appeared on the surface of the old man's body, and the whole person seemed to be an empty shell that had been sucked out of all the life force, and it shattered into pieces.

A breeze blew around him, bright sunlight fell down, and his body dissipated like fly ash.

With a long breath, Yan Weilou walked out of the courtyard step by step. His whole body was bathed in the clear skylight, and his thin back image was like an illusory dream.

It was as if there was only one person between heaven and earth.

After being a human being for two lives, I realize that "I am not myself" and "I am myself".

Even this body came from a previous life. After all, he was just an outsider who suddenly broke into this world.

This world is no longer home to him.

In silence, he raised his hand and drew out the long sword from his waist, and suddenly the sword shook.

But seeing a flash of blood, a line of blood spread on the neck of a servant who was peering into the flowers nearby, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Sure enough, sentimentality doesn't suit me..." The young man's eyebrows were raised, cold lightning seemed to flash in his black and white eyes, and the corners of his lips raised in a touching arc.

“When you’re in a bad mood, it’s more pleasurable to do something.

"Originally, Yan Weilou was not interested in the game between the King of Qi, the Emperor, and even the Ninth Princess who got involved. But now, he really wants to cause a big event and see the angry expressions of some people.

As soon as the thought in his mind changed, the sundial in Yan Weilou's left eye turned with a bright golden light, and an illusory figure slowly appeared and gradually solidified.

She wears wide-sleeved clothes, has a face like jade, her black hair is tied up by a jade crown, and her eyes are gentle and affectionate.

"Yan Wulun" glanced in the direction of the Ninth Princess's Mansion and floated away.

——The Ninth Princess Ji Muyue, who failed to kill the king in her previous life and has disappeared since then, probably needs his help very much.

Seeing that the time projection body disappeared, Yan Weilou himself followed the emperor's request to confine himself in the palace and improve his cultivation level.

However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and woke up from his trance.

He suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Bei Desert. The forest-white calamity fire that came from his previous life and had been entangled in his soul began to beat.

Accompanied by some wonderful premonition.

"What...is there..."