Help! The ascetic and cold senior brother is actually a fallen demon villain

This man has always regarded Yang Yun as a thorn in his side, but the poor third senior brother did not know this.

Hei Ming held the Rubik's Cube away with his palm, "Use the transmission talisman to remind the third child to be wary of those around him. Lu Yuqiu is very strong in the art of disguise."

The last time he was able to sneak into the sect without anyone noticing, it was because of the disguise technique.

He can not only imitate the appearance, but also the smell, and has a photographic memory. He only needs to observe for a day to understand the other person's habits, and he can learn the movements and temperament vividly, achieving a 99% high reproduction rate.

This kind of talent is perfect for spying.

There is a drawback though.

The materials used by Lu Yuqiu to make human leather masks contain mulberry powder, which melts when exposed to water.

Tangchi, the daughter of the Xuanfu clan, was overturned by a talisman by Bai Qiao, and his true face was revealed when his face touched the water.

"Instead of Lu Yuqiu irritating him, we should help him solve it manually. In this way, his state can reach the perfection of the God Transformation and open up the twenty-three stars."

At this time, Jiang Huai asked, "How to solve it?"

"Beat him."

"...?"

The young man in red shook his head, "Then let's accept the stimulation from the outside world! The third child is weak and I'm afraid that you and I will kill each other. Junior uncle can't block us and feed us shit every day..."

"The second thing is that the marriage ceremony between you and your junior sister is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, but where will it be held?"

"It will be held at Nonjian Mountain." The man with a dignified and cold temperament said and turned around and walked into the palace. His fingertips flicked away the small accumulation of snow on his shoulders. Compared with Jiang Huai, the clothes on his body were of moderate thickness.

Probably the ten big fluffy tails of the black fox can keep itself warm.

Jiang Huai swept away the snow spots on his black hair and trotted to follow, "Why don't you go and take a look at the arrangements? It's your first lifelong event!"

"I think there are a lot of things in the demon world, and I can't get rid of the paperwork. Can you help me?"

"Didn't you just cheat on the Star Festival?"

"It's not enough."

The choice of the location at Lunjian Mountain was suggested by the Immortal Lord. Since they were married, the cultivation world would definitely invite them to a banquet, and Lunjian Mountain was well-known, so it was the most suitable place.

Besides, not everyone in Jianshan can borrow the venue to hold a grand ceremony.

The Seongjang Festival was held in Nongeumsan Mountain that year, and it was very popular. Feng Jing was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He received a dazzling array of treasures from all over the world, and he was dazzled.

What others have, Bai Qiao cannot be missing.

Invitations should be distributed before the wedding ceremony begins.

Baili Heiming has topped the sword cultivation rankings for many times. He is famous all over the world for his three mutant spiritual roots. Every game attracts the attention of many people.

Bai Qiao was well-known when she was the senior sister of Tianhe Sect, and was known as the flower of the high mountain. Not long ago, she was ranked first on the list of new talisman cultivators, and she is also a fellow practitioner of the fifth talisman. Who is not looking forward to the ceremony of this pair?

These two people don't have time, so it doesn't matter. As members of Xuanfu Sect, they will send out invitations on their behalf. They don't even need Xuanfu Sect and others to run around. Other sects will go to Xuanfu Sect to ask for them.

The night before the ceremony.

Kyushu Sanlangou

The white cloud-like attic reflects the crystal pearl light, and a crescent moon is passing through the exquisite turret, making the mansion even more enchanting.

Within the high wall, the bright yellow firelight flickered gently in the silver, creating a quiet atmosphere.

A burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence. Zi Shubugui, who was running, pushed open the wooden door in front of him with one palm and rushed in with his feet.

"Shuokong! Baili Shuokong!" He rubbed with a sliding shovel and accurately stopped at the man's side. He stretched out his hands proudly, showed a few red invitations, and threw them towards the big round table.

"Look what good stuff this is, it's so crazy! A group of monks and I spent a long time just to get these!"

When Zishu Bugui looked up, he realized that Baili Shuokong was not the only one here.

"Hey, Entropy Island and Wenge are both here?"

Hearing the sound, Ling Wenge's sobs came out softly, echoing vaguely in the air. She put her arms on her forehead, hanging down like a sick flower.

The clan's little witch actually cried. Zi Shu Bugui was stunned, "What's wrong?"

The man who came with her was elegant and noble. Lian Enyuyu held up the obsidian frosted tea cup with an elegant posture, slowly sipping and tasting the tea. A cloud of floral fragrance slid across the tip of his tongue, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Baili married, she is lovelorn."

Ling Wenge stopped sobbing, slowly raised her face, and when she caught a glimpse of the things on the table, her little mouth instantly pursed, her eyelashes blinked, and small tears fell.

"Uncle Wuwu Zishu, I just threw away Senior Brother Baili's invitation, why did you send it to me again!"

It’s heartbreaking to kill people! I don’t want to see it, I don’t want to see it!

A chuckle came from the man's throat. His eyebrows were like a bright moon, slightly sparse, modest and gentle but with a cool demeanor.

Wearing a simple and elegant robe, he is like a cloud, holding a yellowed book in his hand. The calm and elegant handwriting on the pages of the book is like a thousand years of smoke and rain, which is intoxicating.

The man on the main seat is Baili Shuokong, the leader of Xuanfu Sect.

"Zishu, are you talking about this?" Baili Shuo swiped his fingers in the air, red light passed by, and he held a bright red invitation card between his fingers.

Zi Shubugui suddenly held his wrist and said in disbelief, "Why do you have it? It's not like your butt is stuck to the stool when you haven't gone out!"

"I am the sect master."

"..."

Tsk, forgot about this.

This man treated Sanlangou every day and thought he had given up the Xuanfu Sect.

"How's it going? Are you going?"

Baili Shuokong pursed his lips and smiled, then put down the ink-scented book in his hand. A wisp of breeze quietly came in, gently brushing his forehead, making his eyebrows softer.

"Of course I have to be there to attend the important event involving my stepson, the little black fox."

Zi Shubugui pulled out the bench and sat down, pointing to the treasure he had worked so hard to get back rather depressedly, "What about these posts?"

"One is for Enyuyu, Wenge will not need it, and the others will be given to Lao Wu and the others." Baili Shuokong pressed the invitation with his index and middle fingers together and pushed it to Chilong.

The man's eyes were gentle and dark, like the slowly flowing lake water at night, clean and clear, but he had no idea what was flowing under the lake that he could see at the bottom.

Suddenly being called by name, Lian Enyuyu raised his eyebrows lazily, smiling and saying, "Sect Master, you are quite bad, does Baili know?"

No one in Kyushu knew that he and Baili BuDa were acquainted. He liked to practice swordsmanship with Baili. He had no intention of going to Fox's marriage ceremony. He would just send someone to send a verbal blessing.

But what does he mean by pushing the post? Isn't it just to let him "rob" someone else's Taoist companion and put on a good show for a few adults to watch?

It's not that one family doesn't stay in the same house, people in Sanlangou have some bad tastes in them.

Baili Shuokong's brows stretched, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "He has more bad water in his stomach than me."