The Demon Lord has too many aliases

“It’s best to lie to people like this.

” This statement makes sense.

Emperor Yong nodded slowly, thoughtfully.

So Ji Muyue put the secret music in her hand aside, and once again skillfully pulled out another piece of information from a pile of information. Her slightly hoarse voice revealed an indescribable charm: "The most important thing now is another piece of information." It's a matter of fact. This is the news from the Criminal Investigation Department half an hour ago.

"There are traces of disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect in Shengjing City, and they are suspected of following the demonic path to stop Kuimen's people."

"Crack!" "There was a crisp sound, and porcelain fragments flew.

Emperor Yong sat upright in an instant and accidentally knocked over the white jade tea cup in his hand.

He looked extremely surprised.

The vast land of China is vast, and the three secular dynasties of Dayong, Beimo, and Dongli jointly divide the three lands and states of the central region. In addition, there are hundreds of sects of China and many hidden families all over the world.

Among the hundreds of sects, the three sects of Zhengdao, Canghai Sword Sect, Taishang Dao Sect, and Xuan Tianfeng, are the most powerful and are hailed as the supreme holy land by people all over the world.

As for the magic way, it also flourished for a while.

Eight hundred years ago, when Dayong had not yet risen, the You Dynasty unified the Central Region. There was a man in the Demonic Path who suddenly emerged. In a short period of time, he established the Supreme Biluotian, swept through all the righteous sects, single-handedly led the division of Great You, and stirred up the chaos. The world is in flames of war, and he is regarded as a lord by those in the devil's path.

At that time, it could be said that Dao eliminated demons, even the three holy places were suppressed under their feet.

If Bi Luotian hadn't disappeared inexplicably later, and the demonic dragons were leaderless and disintegrated, the world's current situation might be very different.

During these eight hundred years, the demonic forces were jointly suppressed by the righteous forces, and could only develop silently and dormantly in the dark.

It wasn't until a few years ago that Xu Shi realized that his strength was sufficient, and the people in the demonic path who were dormant silently began to stir up troubles. Among them, the most powerful ones were Beidou Demon Palace and Zukuimen.

The Beidou Demon Palace is said to have been inherited by Biluotian back then. The current owner of the palace claims to be the orthodox demon, and secret forces are all over the world. He wants to recreate the scenery of eight hundred years ago. Regardless of the sects or dynasty families, the Beidou Demon Palace will be destroyed. The madman in the palace is regarded as a close friend.

Compared with this, Zu Kuimen's strength is really nothing.

The reason why he is so famous is because of his style.

People in the Zukui sect focus on cultivating the essence and mysticism. They regard the soul as the foundation of the human body, and the body's skin is just a tool.

For them, killing people and refining corpses, extracting souls and refining souls are nothing more than leisure.

Therefore, it has a great reputation among the people, and I don’t know how many ordinary people are changed when they hear it.

He is also the target of a joint wanted list from the three major dynasties.

Neither the Canghai Sword Sect nor the Zukui Sect are small and inconspicuous forces. When their members come to Shengjing, the capital of a country, they are likely to break the order of Shengjing City.

One cannot blame Emperor Yong for making such a fuss.

Accompanied by the sound of the teacup shattering and clear water droplets splashing everywhere, Ji Muyue calmly took a step aside and continued to add: "The leader of the Canghai Sword Sect is suspected to be the true successor of the sect. He is ranked seventh in the Qiankun Dao Map, and he is golden. Jianlu Yiyu.

"Chapter 6 Xiaoyaoke (2) The bright moon rises, and the faint moonlight shines through the water of the Huaihe River.

The night is deep, and the mountains and rivers in the distance and the nearby pavilions are all shrouded in the hazy moonlight.

On both sides of the Huai River, dancing pavilions and song stands are brightly lit, and painting studios and cruise ships come and go. While most of the capital is silent, a night of carnival has just begun here.

Boats of all sizes almost covered the river. At a corner of the shore, a young man stepped onto the boat.

The wide-sleeved robe has no trace of dust on the hem.

"Boatman, go to Xiaoyao Tower.

"Okay!" "The boatman responded, and when he raised his eyes and saw the person coming, he was stunned.

Darling, he has never seen such a good-looking person in all his life on the Huai River! ...It is true that there are people who are more handsome than this young master, but the man in front of him has an indescribable temperament. After thinking about it, the boatman can only use the word "good-looking" to describe him.

Although most of the people who took the boat here were destined for Xiaoyao Tower, the boatman felt a strange feeling in his heart when such a fairy-like figure actually wanted to take a walk in the Golden Grotto.

...If this person really entered the Qunfang Pavilion of Xiaoyao Tower and stood with that famous oiran lady, I wouldn't know who would take advantage of whom.

Just as the boatman was stunned for a moment, there was another sound of footsteps, and several young men and women stepped onto the boat hand in hand, talking and laughing.

"I heard that Xiaoyao Tower is the most famous gold-selling cave in Shengjing City? I don't know how many wealthy people stayed there all night and came out without even a single copper plate.

It’s a rare trip to Shengjing, how can you not experience it? "We agreed in advance that it's just a matter of seeing and seeing, but we can't be too messy and delay the business. Otherwise, if the elders of the sect, especially the old man of my family, know about it, they will inevitably be slapped with sticks."

"Brother Lu, don't worry, that's natural."

"While joking, several people had already stepped onto the boat.

Surrounded in the middle is a young man who looks to be no more than two years old. He is dressed in a brocade robe and has a handsome appearance. There is also a golden sword hanging on his waist. The hilt is inlaid with gold and jade. It is much more ornamental than Actual combat.

The boatman had a clear look on his face.

It seems that this is another rich young man who has heard too much about Jianghu and thinks he can become a Jianghu hero with a sword.

As soon as the man got on the boat, he asked carelessly: "But the boat to Xiaoyaolou?" "Here," before he could stop him, the two groups of guests bumped into each other. The boatman was a little embarrassed, "I'm really sorry, there's already one on the boat..." "It doesn't matter."

"A gentle and calm voice suddenly sounded, "Since we are on the same journey, we might as well come together.

"The sound is as cool as jade stones striking each other, it's really nice to hear.

The young man in brocade robes was startled when he heard the sound, as if he didn't realize that there was another person on the boat.

His body tensed subconsciously, and a sharp light flashed in his lazy eyes, like a beast that was suddenly frightened and arched its back, ready to swing out its claws at any time.

When he turned his head following the voice, his body relaxed again, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In a corner of the boat, a gentle and elegant young man was sitting.

It seemed that they had boarded the ship before them.

This man was sitting quietly alone in the boat, with a corner of his pear-white robe lifted by the breeze, and his expression was leisurely and calm.

A wrist was faintly exposed from the sleeves, and the fingertips almost touched the water.

He looked down at the moon in the water, feeling an indescribable tenderness.

The moonlight blurred his face, and he seemed to blend into the moonlit night. If he hadn't suddenly spoken, he would have been like an ethereal phantom.

A few people who were talking and laughing loudly and unintentionally stopped talking, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping fish in the river.

After a while, the young man in brocade robes who stepped onto the boat first bowed his hands and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect there were people on the boat.

This brother didn't mind it, so he shamelessly offered him a ride.

” “It’s okay, please do what you want.”

"The few people following him also knew the opportunity. When even a piece of silver fell down, the boatman immediately smiled brightly and without saying anything else, he started to steer the ship with all his strength.

In the suddenly quiet night, the sound of the waves was particularly clear.

A small boat moves forward in the moonlight of the river, passing through the painted rafters on the balcony.

Perhaps the atmosphere was so beautiful that someone on the boat finally couldn't help but talk to him: "Sir, are you going to Xiaoyao Building too?" Just after he finished speaking, the young man who spoke realized that he had asked nonsense, and his face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, the young master didn't mind, but smiled and said: "Not bad.

Are you foreigners? "The boy's face turned red again.

This time it was not out of embarrassment, but excitement.

"Yes, we came all the way from Dongli to Dayong, and this is the first time we have returned to Shengjing City.

His eyes were bright, "I heard that everything is contained in Xiaoyao Tower. I wonder if it's true?" "