The villain's junior brother turned out to have a crush on me

Three months later, in Lanxi Town.

The name of Lanxi Town is fresh and pleasant, but the folk customs are full of toughness. If you drag anyone on the road, nine out of ten have tendons, eight have scars on their faces, seven carry maces, and six hold The machete, the only one that looks normal, is full of hidden poison weapons that can kill you in minutes.

Because Lanxi Town is a town adjacent to the Demon Realm.

Unlike the Ghost Clan, which has Nether Hell as its territory, the Demon Clan and righteous monks coexist in the mainland of China. However, the enmity between the two sides has lasted for thousands of years, and the battle between good and evil has broken out several times in history, and each time it is bloody, Dead bodies littered the field.In the past few hundred years, although no large-scale war has broken out, the two sides are still at odds and dislike each other, so the Mo River is used as the boundary to divide the land and rule.

As Lanxi Town, which is located at the junction of the two places and has a special geographical location, the people in the town are naturally very special.Half of them are vicious demon cultivators who kill people without blinking an eye and eat people without salt; half of them are not in the way of demons, but they have extraordinary courage and ability, and can swim in black and white like fish in water to seek benefits for themselves.

In short, these two types of people have one thing in common—not easy to mess with.

At this time, in a tavern in Lanxi Town, business was booming.

"Shopkeeper, two more altars of 'Shizhou Chun'!"

A burly, black-faced man with scars all over his body drank a bowl of wine and cattle, wiped his mouth with his bare chest happily, turned his head and shouted at the innkeeper.The shopkeeper responded immediately, and saw that the shop assistants were busy with their feet not touching the floor, so he came over with two jars of wine and put them on the big man's table.

The big man said: "The business of your store has been booming recently. I remember coming here before, but there were not so many people."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "That's not true. I used to be busy fighting wars all day long, so who has time to come and drink with me? Now that I'm free, it's naturally lively."

The big man was puzzled: "How to say?"

"Brother, are you from the east?" A man with dreadlocks at the next table turned his head and asked.

Big man: "Yes. I just shipped a batch of goods back from there."

"East" refers to the east of the Mo River, which is the territory of righteous monks.Although the demons and the righteous monks are inseparable, they are still very greedy for each other's resources.The demons fight and kill all day long, and they are not as refined as the orthodox monks, so they like the magic weapons, hidden weapons and all kinds of rare gadgets refined by the other party; the environment of the demon realm is unique, with a large number of rare vegetation, which can be used for refining medicine and making poison , It is also a very necessary raw material for people of immortality.

This kind of business is what the big man does. He traveled a long way this time and hasn't returned to the Demon Realm for half a year, so he doesn't know much about the current situation here.

"No wonder you don't know." The man with dirty braids leaned over and said with great interest, "The Demon Realm has changed, and the Asura Hall has its master!"

The Asura Hall is a symbol of central power in the Demon Realm. It is rumored that a great demon once lived in it thousands of years ago, and it has always been the place where all demon kings dream of becoming masters.

The big man was surprised: "Who? Is it Qinghao Demon Lord, or Fu Cang Demon Lord!?"

Qing Hao and Fu Cang are the two most powerful demon lords in the Demon Realm. Both of them are powerful in the Mahayana realm. They have been fighting each other for decades.It's a pity that the two are evenly matched, and they can't tell the winner after fighting back and forth. Could it be that there is finally a result now?

"Neither of them." The shopkeeper said from the side, and he still had some lingering fears when he mentioned this matter, "The current master of the Shura Palace was airborne!"

"Ah?" The big man didn't believe it, "Don't make fun of me, what is the origin of this person, could he be more powerful than Mahayana?"

Even if this person is also a Mahayana, Qing Hao and Fu Cang will never allow an outsider to step on their heads directly.It's impossible for the two demon kings to join forces, and they can't do this airborne!

"It's really like this!" Dirty Braid patted the table, and said in an awed and amazed tone, "This lord is a crossing robbery! Crossing the robbery realm!!"

The big man's eyes widened sharply, and he couldn't believe the words he heard for a long while.

When the people at the next table heard their conversation, they became interested and joined the conversation:

"Don't you believe it? We didn't believe it at first! That's the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. It hasn't appeared in hundreds of years? Three months ago, a strange devil's breath suddenly came to the Shura Palace, and he lived in it without saying hello. Qing Hao and Fu Cang thought that some ignorant person came to grab their position, and they were so angry that they wanted to teach him a lesson, but they were all kicked out!"

"That's right, I was so stupid when I heard the news! One person overthrows two Mahayanas, what kind of concept is that!"

"After that, Qinghao and Fucang led their respective forces to join this lord and regard him as the demon lord. Now the entire demon realm has recognized the demon lord. After all, it is the realm of crossing the tribulation, the group of immortals Xiuli doesn't even have a character of this level, and we all feel very honored to be able to serve such a demon lord!"

The shopkeeper also said with a smile: "Not to mention anything else, after the war has subsided, my business has really flourished a lot."

The big man was amazed in his heart, and quickly drank a big mouthful of wine to suppress his shock.

When everyone was chatting in full swing, the curtain of the tavern was lifted, and another guest walked in.

Business is booming, and it is normal for customers to come in a steady stream. Someone glanced casually, but their eyes suddenly stopped.

"Oh." He bumped the people around him with his elbow, and lifted his chin towards the door, "Look."

The drinkers turned their heads to look over one by one, and then seemed to be infected by some strange atmosphere, their voices gradually became quieter, and finally the whole tavern became silent.

A young man in his early 20s came in.

He was dressed in a white robe, spotless, with a sword hanging from his waist, and the scabbard had intricate patterns of frost and white.

Among a group of men who were bare-chested and shirtless, or men in black shirts and iron armor, the youth's attire seemed to be out of place.Of course, what stands out the most is his face - white and beautiful, delicate and handsome, his eyes are like light-colored glass, and the coolness of Qingxue is wrapped around his body.

He was like a little snow-white sheep that strayed into the pack of wolves by mistake, from the strands of his hair to his ankles, there was nothing compatible with this place.

But the young man himself didn't seem to feel it. He ignored all kinds of sights projected from all directions, and said softly to the shopkeeper, "Thank you for a pot of tea."

The shopkeeper was also stunned for a long time before he suddenly woke up. He quickly responded, wanting the young man to sit down and have a rest, but after looking at it, he found that there were no empty tables in the tavern. It was tantamount to sending sheep into the tiger's mouth, so I had to say in a hurry: "Guest officer, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

The shopkeeper didn't want to make trouble, but the others didn't think so.A man with a scar whistled frivolously: "Beauty, did you go to the wrong place?"

This young man was instantly recognizable as an immortal cultivator.

In a place like Lanxi Town where fish and dragons are mixed, Xianxiu seldom appears. Occasionally, some people come to investigate news or collect resources.

It was the first time I saw someone who broke into Lanxi Town alone like this.

Not to mention, he has such a face.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the young man didn't panic or fly into a rage after hearing this provocation. He turned his head to look at the man with the scar, walked over and asked, "Would you mind fighting for a seat?"

The man with the scar was taken aback, met the young man's gaze, and suddenly tied his tongue for some reason: "D-Of course not!"

He hurriedly moved to the side, and his accomplice moved his butt immediately after, giving up more than half of the seat to the young man.

"Thank you." The young man sat down happily, and naturally lifted the wine jug on the table, and poured a bowl of wine for the man with the scar and his companion, "I want to inquire about something."

When the young man came in, he was alienated and indifferent, like a handful of snow that fell unexpectedly, but his demeanor, words and deeds at this time have naturally blended into the current atmosphere, making people feel dazed and overwhelmed.The scarred man's thoughts of molesting and finding fault disappeared inexplicably, he straightened his back unconsciously, and said, "What's the matter?"

"I was outside just now, and I overheard you talking about the new Demon Lord." The young man asked gently, "Can you tell me in detail? For example, his name, appearance, personality, etc."

A fairy cultivator appeared in the Demon Realm out of nowhere, and came to inquire about a big devil, which is very unbelievable.But at the moment, few people noticed this. A bald man said before the scarred man: "We don't know the name and appearance of the demon king. The two devil lords and the servants in the Asura Palace, no one else has seen his appearance."

The man with the scar was annoyed to be robbed of his words, and quickly added: "His personality has been heard. It seems to be very weird and withdrawn, he doesn't like to see people, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by others. Many people speculate that the demon king may not be very good-looking. .”

The young man paused, then asked again: "Then how do I get to the Asura Hall?"

"After entering the Demon Realm, go straight along the main road until you reach the end."

The young man nodded, as if he had finished asking what he wanted to ask, thanked him, got up, picked up a pot of tea from the shopkeeper, put down a spirit stone, and walked out of the tavern.

Scarface realized something belatedly, and hurriedly said: "Hey! You can't enter the Demon Realm, you just go—"

Just to die!

The young man didn't reply, he opened the curtain with one hand and left.The person sitting at the door didn't feel the spiritual breath of the other person until now, and murmured with a "hiss":

"I'm stupid..."

"This **** is actually a transformation god!"

-

Meng Chen walked out of the tavern and looked at the road leading to the Demon Realm from a distance.

For three months, except for a simple rest after he was extremely tired, he was almost on the road for the rest of the time.After leaving Taixuanzong, he inquired about the traces of the demonic energy that day, traveled to many places, and finally determined that Xue Lang had come to the Demon Realm, so he chased here.

Fortunately, now we finally have more accurate news.

Meng Chen exhaled lightly, and continued walking towards the entrance of the Demon Realm.He was eager to find someone before, and forgot to modify it. Now, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he took out a black cloak and wrapped it casually, and covered his face with a curtain fence, put away his sword, concealed the spiritual aura around him, and put I disguised myself as an ordinary demon cultivator before entering the demon realm.

The Demon Realm is not much different from the outside, and it is not as barren and desolate as Meng Chen imagined before. On the contrary, it is bustling and lively, full of life, and pedestrians come and go. It is no different from the large towns he walked along the way. The only reason is that the people living here are all demons and demon cultivators.

People in Moyu are unkempt, bold and unrestrained, and they can dress up in any way on the street. No one pays attention to Meng Chen who is wearing a curtain to cover his face.Meng Chen found the main road mentioned by the man with the scar in the tavern, and walked along the road, thinking about how to sneak into the Shura Hall while walking.

"Wait, that one over there!"

There was a very purposeful shout, and Meng Chen kept walking without looking sideways.

"Hey, I'm calling you! That masker, stop!"

Meng Chen frowned slightly, he had to stop and turn around.

A man wearing uniform black armor and holding a spear came over. Looking at the attire, he seemed to be a demon guard or something.He narrowed his eyes and inspected Meng Chen from head to toe, and said coldly, "Take off the curtain."

Meng Chen didn't move, his sleeves shook slightly, and a silver needle fell into his palm silently.

The guard was impatient and was about to drink it again when another slightly fatter guard rushed over from behind and asked out of breath, "Why are you running so fast? What did you see?"

The thin guard said: "Of course it is the target person."

Meng Chen's heart sank slightly, and he was about to pierce the silver needle out when the fat guard said with a blank face: "Target? Where is it? Where is there a cold beauty?"

Meng Chen paused.

The skinny guard had an expression of "Are you blind?": "Isn't this the one in front of you!"

The fat guard then turned to look at Meng Chen, even more puzzled: "He's covering his face, how do you know he's a beauty?"

The thin guard raised his chest proudly: "According to my countless experiences in reading scripts, those who deliberately use curtains to cover their faces are most likely to be stunning beauties! Those who hide their figures with a large black cloak, There are ten times they are all stunners in the world!"

Meng Chen: "..."

The fat guard suddenly realized, and then he looked happy: "That's great! Master Mozun will be very happy!"

Meng Chen finally spoke slowly: "Master Mozun?"

The young man's voice was as clear as snow, cool and pleasant to hear, and the skinny guard immediately confirmed his thoughts, saying: "That's right. You must have received the announcement that Shura Palace is recruiting cool beauties. , then you can go to serve by your side. This is a great blessing, so hurry up and show your true face!"

After the thin guard finished speaking, he was silent for a moment when he met the person in front of him, then reached out and took off the curtain.

The two guards gasped in unison, and then became elated.

"I found it!" The two were very excited. This person fits the standard given by the Shura Palace too much. If they can win the favor of the new Demon Venerable, their status will definitely rise!

"Cough, now, tell the truth about your identity!" The thin guard took out a small notebook to record.Although there is nothing to say about the appearance and temperament of the person in front of him, but if his identity is suspicious and his motives are bad, he must not be sent to the Asura Hall.

"I," Meng Chen thought for a moment, "I am ordinary, lonely, homeless, and have nowhere to go."

When the skinny guard heard this, he was overjoyed.

A lonely, weak, cold little white flower with no identity, no background, no cultivation base, what else is more suitable to be raped by the devil's domineering... Do I set it up myself! !

"It's you!" The skinny guard waved his hand, "Take it away!"