The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Seeing the unknown stranger running very fast, Yan Weilou and the two men also walked out of the corner. They saw countless firelights suddenly lighting up in the wilderness, spreading outward from the palace.

The originally quiet night suddenly became noisy. One after another, the little monsters seemed to form a big net and pounced in all directions.

"Are you arresting someone?" Yan Weilou was startled, and then guessed, "Is that person seriously injured?" If he could escape from the Spirit King, even if neither of them used their full strength, that person's cultivation level would at least be Enter the Tao.

The human race can fly in the air for a short period of time in the insight state, and the length of time is limited by the true energy in the body.

There are no restrictions on entering the Taoist realm, and you can leave by air at any time and at any time.

Most of these little monsters can't fly, so how can they catch people on the ground? Unless that person is in a bad state at this time, he simply cannot continue to fly in the air for a long time.

While Yan Weilou was guessing, the noise around him became louder and louder. One after another, the little monsters were awakened and wandered around the entire wilderness.

After all, the smell of humans is like fat in front of the eyes of hounds. They can detect it as long as they get closer.

"Ouch! Found it, here!" An excited roar rang out from the surrounding jungle. A little demon smelled the human scent of Su Xinghan. As soon as it pounced out, it saw two figures walking out from the side.

The man in white is as cold as frost and snow, making it difficult for people to approach.

The familiar young man in black robe was extremely handsome, but the bright smile on his lips diluted the sharp outline.

It seems very approachable.

"What did you find?" The approachable young man in black robe looked at the seemingly frightened little demon in front of him and showed a more approachable smile.

But when the little demon saw his smile, it was as if he had seen a ghost. He almost paralyzed on the spot with fear, and his ears suddenly drooped: "No, demon, demon, demon, demon king, it's nothing.

Yes, I was wrong.

" He shivered and stepped aside to make way for the two of them. His teeth were still trembling. He obviously recognized Yan Weilou's identity: "Yao, Yao, Demon King hasn't rested at this late hour, isn't he? Do you know where your bedroom is? The younger one knows where it is.

"Lead the way."

" Yan Weilou nodded and agreed.

The palace group in the center of the demon tide almost consisted of the near earth palace. The little demon led the two of them to an empty palace on the northernmost side.

The hall was dark, and the four corners of the eaves were twisted and bent, like the horns of some kind of animal.

The two of them went straight into the palace and walked to the deepest bedroom. Just as Yan Weilou was about to open the door and enter, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

"I suddenly remembered that I have something I haven't discussed with the Spirit King..." He sounded a little annoyed, glanced at Su Xinghan reluctantly, and said with a smile, "Little beauty, go warm the bed first and wait for me. Come back~" As he spoke, the young man gently touched the slender and beautiful hand in his palm, and then turned around and left.

Xu Xinghan stood there quietly with his eyes lowered, his body as cold as snow, as if he was calming down some hidden emotions.

After a while, he opened the door and walked slowly into the hall.

The door behind him suddenly closed, and a figure appeared in front of him.

"Young man, do you want to leave here?" An old man wrapped in a cloth robe leaned against the wall of the dormitory. His body was stooped and his old face was pale. He was staring at Su Xinghan with bright eyes. .

Su Xinghan glanced at him, not feeling the excitement of suddenly seeing a fellow human being in the enemy's lair: "...Who are you?" "Ahem, my surname is Chu, but my given name is Wu.

The old man seemed to be very surprised by his cold reaction. He coughed awkwardly and continued to ask: "How about it, young man, don't you want to leave?" "So... you are the one being arrested outside."

" Su·Lengchang King Xinghan once again showed his profound and unfailing Lengchang skills. It seemed that all his skills were focused on getting along with Yan Weilou, and he never thought about taking care of other people's feelings.

The situation became awkward again.

The old man became a little angry and took a step forward with a sigh on his face: "Young man, stop pretending.

In my perception, the demon king has long gone away, and there are only you and me here.

"I have heard just now that you were also threatened and forcibly abducted by the Demon King."

It's rare for me to show kindness. Well, as long as you are willing to cooperate and help a little, I will definitely rescue you, go straight to the demon king's lair, and rescue all your relatives and friends.

"Xu Xinghan listened to this long paragraph quietly and responded unhurriedly: "...Oh.

"Oh" What the hell is that?! The old man twitched his eyebrows: "...so?" "So, I refuse."

The old man jumped in anger at his tepid response: "No, what's wrong with you young man?" Are you unwilling to seize this great opportunity to escape from the devil's cave? Are you really willing to stay here and warm the bed for that crazy and lustful demon king? ! " "He is not crazy, nor is he lustful.

"Xu Xinghan retorted subconsciously, and then as if he was reminded: "I almost forgot, bed warmer..." "You really plan to warm the bed! "Looking at Su Xinghan's expectant look, the old man was so angry that he hated iron and said, "Young man, I advise you to wake up! "Forget it, come with me first."

"Seeing that the reasoning didn't make sense, the old man was worried that the demon king might come back, so he took action directly and wanted to take the person away by force.

Just as he stretched out his hand, his whole body suddenly softened, as if all the strength in his body was taken away.

He quickly held the wall next to him, so that he didn't fall to the ground completely.

The old man was confused: "What's wrong?" "You want to abduct my little beauty without saying anything, have you asked my opinion?" The young man's clear voice suddenly sounded, and the old man shook his dizzy body, and then he found that a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared in the hall unknowingly, looking down at him with a smile.

As he said, he praised Su Xinghan with satisfaction: "Mingguang really knows my heart.

If you hadn't cooperated to hold him back, I wouldn't have been able to knock him down so secretly.

" Su Xinghan: "..." Having been accustomed to being praised for all the cooperation Yan Weilou imagined, Su Xinghan was no longer as guilty as he was at the beginning. He took the praise as a matter of course, with a small arc on his lips.

The old man was confused by the conversation between the two. Only then did he react that Yan Weilou's so-called leaving for something was a lie. Most likely, he sensed his breath and deliberately set a trap.

But... Looking at Su Xinghan, who seemed to be cold on the surface but had little stars in his eyes, the old man was simply sad and angry.

...What's wrong with this world? Can people trust each other a little more? What about the human heroes who were robbed by the demon king and had to endure humiliation? Who is this guy in front of him who flirts with the other party and blushes when he is praised by the other party! As if he had guessed the old man's anger at the moment, the boy hooked his finger towards Su Xinghan.

Su Xinghan walked over in cooperation, and the boy immediately hooked one of his hands and shook it towards the old man.

The original idea of ​​the plundering script was obviously broken, because Su Xinghan couldn't even play his true self. He was usually so aloof and cold, but he was always brought into the play by his superb acting skills from time to time, which almost robbed him of the character of being crazy about love that he had customized for himself?