Demon Lord became my apprentice

Telling stories and singing operas to persuade people,

Three avenues go to the center.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end,

The road we have taken.

Snapped!

After finishing a cadenced introductory poem, the storyteller lifted his head lightly and fell sharply. With a crisp cracking sound, everyone's attention in the teahouse was attracted by him.

"Last time we said about 50 years ago, Demon Lord Yue Wuhua was born out of nowhere, and the day of his great achievement was only a year of weak crown. In the following decades, under his connivance, demons and evildoers ran rampant in the world and did a lot of evil. What's more Or, Yue Wuhua once said that he would unify the three worlds of immortals and demons!"

"Continued from the last chapter, Xiaoxiao of the Mozu led people to rob and kill the people in the fairy sect many times, and some small families of the fairy sect were even destroyed. As the war continued to escalate, the war between immortals and demons officially started. In just a few months, the immortal sect There have been several head-on battles with the demons, and the four great immortal families have lost many disciples, and even Cong Rui, the young master of Shuofang Sect, also unfortunately fell in the battle with the demons."

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"Afterwards, forced by the situation, the four great immortal families were forced to form an alliance, with Shuofang Sect as the leader, gathered thousands of disciples under the sect, and traveled day and night to the Demon Clan's Palace of Eternal Life to fight their last battle!"

Snapped!

Just when everyone was fascinated by what he heard, Xingmu clapped his hands, and the storyteller raised his voice and said: "I want to know how the battle between the immortals and demons is going, and how the demon Yue Wuhua was defeated and died in his own territory, and Listen to the breakdown next time!"

"This is too good at stopping!"

"Ahhhhhh, I really want to know how the big devil Yue Wuhua died?"

……

Amidst the wailing, a ten-year-old boy walked through the crowd begging for money with a bamboo basket in his hand, "Gentlemen, please do me a favor and give us a meal, master and apprentice!"

Usually, those who can come to this kind of elegantly decorated tea house to drink tea and listen to books basically have spare money in their hands. When the little boy yelled like this, everyone consciously gave the money.

Turning around from front to back, the bamboo basket was soon filled with copper plates.Holding a heavy bamboo basket, the little boy stood beside the person at the last table by the door.

"My lord, please do me a favor and enjoy the food!" The little boy drooped his eyes and ears, shaking the bamboo basket with both hands.

Unexpectedly, for a long while, he didn't see any movement from the person in front of him, so the little boy raised his eyes displeased.

The person in front of him was tall and tall, with a loose sitting posture, wearing a brocade ink robe with vivid flowing clouds and dark patterns, and the neckline and cuffs were all decorated with silver thread piping.

There is also a sword in his hand, the sword is three feet and two inches long, the hilt is made of jade, and the scabbard is carved with complicated patterns of panchi.I don't know if it's because of the special material, even with the scabbard wrapped, I can still faintly feel the cold light glowing from the sword body.

The little boy subconsciously stood up straight, barely able to look at this person.After taking a closer look, the little boy couldn't help being a little stunned.

This man was extremely handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a hanging nose and cherry lips, skin like ice and snow, and clear outlines.

At this moment, he supported his head with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.It was noon, the light at the door was excellent, and the spring light lazily shone on him, as if casting a hazy soft light on him, adding a bit of gentleness to his arrogance.

The little boy has traveled all over the world with his master for so many years, but he has never seen such a good-looking man.

However, good-looking is good-looking, and money is still charged.

The little boy leaned forward and shouted loudly into the man's ear: "My lord, please do me a favor and give me a meal!"

Cong Rong seemed to have fallen asleep and did not respond to the noise in his ears.

The little boy is used to seeing rich misers, but this one who refuses to even order a cup of tea is rare.The little boy was not angry, and he yelled in Cong Rong's ear unyieldingly, "Master, please do me a favor and give me a meal!"

Again and again, the little boy managed to attract the attention of other people in the teahouse.

"What's the matter with this man?"

"I guess I want to eat for free and pretend to sleep."

"Tsk tsk tsk, looking at the dignified appearance, I can't even bear this small amount of money."

......

There was a room full of people who were helping him to uphold justice, and the little boy thought proudly: Let's see how you pretend!

Who knows, Cong Rong doesn't seem to have heard everyone's criticism of him, so he sleeps as he pleases.He even felt that the light on the right was getting weaker, so he moved to the left with his eyes closed.

"Hey, why is this person like this?"

"I've never seen it before!"

"Looking fair and clean, I don't feel ashamed to eat free food."

"It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that such a good-looking face would turn out to be a pauper."

......

No matter how sarcastic the spectators in the teahouse were, Cong Rong remained indifferent, and couldn't be woken up no matter how much he screamed.Seeing that there was no hope of plucking the hair from the iron rooster, the little boy muttered a few curse words, then turned and walked away resentfully.

After the crowd dispersed, the surrounding gradually became quiet.I don't know what came to mind, Cong Rong, who was originally extremely calm, had a trace of imperceptible sorrow stained between his handsome brows.

Later, after being exposed to the warm spring light for a long time, he really fell asleep.It wasn't until the sun went down that Cong Rong felt a little cold, and then he woke up leisurely.

Cong Rong stretched her waist, took out the two balls of cotton from her ears with a blank expression, rubbed her pantothenic ears, got up and left the teahouse.

As the sun goes down, the small vendors on the street have already started to close their stalls and prepare to go home.Cong Rong stopped in front of a small wonton stall, "Boss, are there any more wontons?"

The stall owner was an old lady who was packing her things. When someone asked, she said without looking back, "It's sold out, come back tomorrow."

Cong Rong stared at the few raw wontons on the case, and asked, "Aren't there any more on the case?"

The old woman replied: "It's not enough for a bowl."

Cong Rong said: "It's just right, a bowl of two coins, these count as one penny for me."

The old lady stopped what she was doing, turned around, and saw the young man in front of the booth fumbled for a while at the cuffs on both sides, and finally squeezed out a penny and held it in front of her.

The old lady took a deep look at him, trying not to look contemptuously at the guest.She stretched out her hand to take the copper coin, and said in a non-enthusiastic way: "Sir, sit down first."

Cong Rong didn't mind the old lady's indifferent attitude, and finished half a bowl of wontons safely.However, after eating half a bowl of wontons, Cong Rong didn't feel any changes in his stomach, and thought to himself: If I had known earlier, I might as well eat wild food.

After leaving the city, Cong Rong avoided people and drew a spell in the sky.In a short while, the light emitted by the charm suddenly merged into a golden light, drawing a perfect arc in the gray twilight like a shooting star.

Seeing this, Cong Rong pulled out his mind, followed the guidance of the spell, and went west with his sword.

After a cup of tea, Cong Rong landed in a forest.It was getting late, and there was night fog in the mountains, and the moonlight was weak, covered by tall trees, and it was almost impossible to see your fingers.Sincere thoughts are glowing with dim light, which can only illuminate the road of a square inch.

Cong Rong's five senses are keen, and he can see at night, so he walks very steadily.Jinsi held in his hand hummed faintly, and Cong Rong walked through the dense forest following Jinsi's guidance.As he walked forward, the buzzing sound from Jinsi gradually increased.

Not long after, Cong Rong smelled the scent of prey, he slowed down, and Jin Si became quiet.Cong Rong took advantage of the situation and hid in the waist-high bushes, staring at the sparsely populated houses more than ten meters away.

Candles were lit in several houses, and figures flashed by the windows from time to time.

Cong Rong looked up at the low-slanting crescent moon, and thought: I'm afraid I'll have to wait for a while.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong held Jinsi with one hand, leaned on the sword lazily as if he had no bones, and slowly closed his eyes.In the dark forest, the moonlight is fragmented, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the evening wind is rustling, and no one can be seen.In this somewhat terrifying atmosphere, Cong Rong was alone, hiding in the bushes, sleeping comfortably.

I don't know how long it took, several families extinguished the candles one after another.After that, after about half a stick of incense, a dark shadow flashed across the gray-yellow earthen wall of the house on the far side.

Half-dream and half-awake, Jinsi held in Cong Rong's hand suddenly trembled, like a conditioned reflex, Cong Rong suddenly opened his eyes, the new moon was like frost, and the afterimages were reflected in his eyes as deep as a cold pool, There was no trace of confusion, but Ling Ran's eyes were as sharp as a blade. Wherever he touched, he was like splitting mountains and cracking the ground. Through the thick fog in the mountains, he accurately captured the location of the devil's energy.

Cong Rong flew out from the bushes, his brocade robe fluttered with the wind, his slender figure was like a stream of black jade in the dark night, and he walked into the house in an instant.

At that time, the family of three in the house had already been engulfed by the demonic energy that appeared, as if entangled in vines, and their expressions were very painful.Cong Rong stood tall, his wrist trembled, and Jinsi came out of its sheath. The high-grade spirit sword forged from the thousand-year-old black iron salvaged from the deep sea in the South China Sea glowed with a cold light. As soon as it was out of the sheath, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped. Descent, chill to the bone.The magic energy is not spiritually intelligent, but it instinctively feels a great threat, and the illusory body can't help but stagnate.

Cong Rong didn't give it time to react, and swung his sword. The sword light condensed the flying frost and snow, and hit the thick black mist from the air. The black mist was instantly scattered and let out a sharp roar.As soon as the black mist cleared, the family of three fell to the ground, and the three of them coughed one after another in the house.

The black mist did not give up, and gathered together again, rolled up the male master on the ground and fled outside the house.

"Ahem, Daddy!" The little girl called Daddy anxiously and fearfully.

"Stay inside, don't come out." Seeing that the hostess and the little girl were fine, Cong Rong tapped his toes, raised his sword and chased them out.

As soon as he left the narrow hut, Cong Rong no longer restrained himself.From a distance of tens of meters, Cong Rong threw out Jinsi, and the fierce sword light pierced through the cold moon in the twilight, and chopped towards the black mist like a bamboo. After a soft cry, the black mist roared twice in pain. It was much thinner.

Seeing something bad, Hei Wu threw down the male master, planning to run away.

With a thought in Cong Rong's mind, Jinsi quickly straightened the blade, turned around and flew out, and firmly caught the male master who fell from mid-air.At the same time, Cong Rong used his finger to replace the brush, and with the power of a knife, he quickly drew a spell in mid-air, and then he drew down the pen.

With a wave of Cong Rong's hand, the talisman shot towards the fleeing mist like an arrow from the string. The golden light hit the black mist, like a scorching sun rising from the ground, and suddenly dispelled the dark night. The black mist didn't even have time to groan. It completely disappeared.

Jin Si put the host on the ground, turned around and returned to Cong Rong's hands.Cong Rong put Jin Si back into the scabbard, stroked his robe, and walked out without saying hello or looking back.

"Wait a minute!" The hostess who was still in shock chased out of the house with the little girl.

"Master Immortal, please stop." The host got up from the ground in a panic.

Cong Rong frowned slightly, a hint of annoyance flashed across Qingjun's brows, he himself was most afraid of trouble, and also the scene of mother-in-law, he always appeared quietly and left quietly.Just now, if it wasn't for snoozing for a while, the devil energy would have been dealt with as early as when it appeared.

Cong Rong pretended not to hear, and strode out.Cong Rong was tall and tall, his ink robe fluttered in the wind, and his body was full of immortality, which made people feel admiration, and the two house owners couldn't help but stare blankly.

"Big brother," the little girl blinked her shining eyes, and called him in a childish voice, "Big brother."

Hearing the sound, Cong Rong's heart softened, and her feet could not help but pause, the little girl staggered after her.

Hearing the little girl's footsteps, Cong Rong stopped slowly and turned to look at the family of three.

"You don't need to thank you." Cong Rong said coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After all, without waiting for them to speak again, Cong Rong flew away and disappeared into the night in an instant.