crossing magic

"Momo, what was the real body of that Jun Rumo just now?"

"A mixed-haired silver fox." Xin Mo didn't want to talk about people in the demon world, "I stayed in this forest for a day, tonight..."

"Stay at the inn at night, don't forget, I'm not a fox, let alone a wolf, do you want to raise me like a savage?" Yan Cang jumped off the rock, feeling very emotional in his heart, he could no longer go away in an instant like before thousands of miles.

Xin Mo followed behind him, and the two went down the mountain silently.

Last night, Yan Cang landed on the top of this mountain with the last bit of strength. Only now did he realize how high this mountain is, and there is no way to go. After a while, the lazy tendons in his body began to twitch.

How lazy is Yan Cang?If he had only practiced diligently for ten years in the previous 20 years, he would not be able to only set fire.

It is said that Demon Lord Yan Cang stayed in the land of the underworld for tens of thousands of years before he became an immortal. According to this person's lazy temperament, it seems that the legend can no longer be true. It is estimated that God's will accounted for most of the fact that he can finally overcome the calamity and ascend.

"Mo Mo, can my tendons be repaired?" The man finally thought of asking something serious, probably because he was tired from walking, and remembered the benefits of mana.

"I have no idea!"

"It's impossible for you not to know, aren't you the Black Wolf King?"

Xin Mo shaved a stick and handed it to Yan Cang: "Take it."

"What? You let me stick it down the mountain?"

"No one sees this mountain."

"Are you not a human?" Then he shook his head: "Ah, no, you are indeed not a human, but a wolf."

Xin Mo passed him and left, holding a machete in his hand, and cleaned up the branches and vines that might catch Yan Cang's clothes. The black wolf king has been reduced to this level, and Xin Mo has nothing to say.

Yan Cang looked at the stick in his hand, and suddenly missed his days when he was an iron horse.

He never thought about the throne, let alone what he wanted to earn. He always wanted to be an idle prince, and he was willing to bleed for Dayan, as long as...

Either way!

The mountain they landed on is not far from Yan Kingdom, and it seems that they can still feel the prosperity and prosperity there through the mountains.

Xin Mo, who was walking in front, suddenly said, "What Jun Rumo said is true."

"What's true? Yan Cang was out of breath, and without mana, he was worse than the most ordinary sergeant.

"You are not a mortal, you are a dragon, a real dragon."

——Although it was conceived in an evil place, it is also a dragon!

Yan Cang was taken aback: "My background is so big? Then what's going on with my current body?"

"This is your physical body. You will not awaken until you have cultivated your original body, and you will remember what happened 500 years ago. Xin Mo was too lazy to say so much in one breath, and continued: "Before this, except for one person, who Don't believe me. "

A trace of seriousness crossed Yan Cang's face: "Does that include you?"

"Including me, and that person will definitely help you find a way to repair the dragon's veins," Xin Mo said without hesitation.

Yan Cang suddenly had an intuition that the previous 20 years would be the most peaceful 20 years of his life. Who is that person? Before Xin Mo could answer, Yan Cang felt blessed in his heart: "Is it Qing Lan?" "

Xin Mo stopped, turned around abruptly, looked closely at Yan Cang, and said nervously, "You remember?"

"Ah? Haha, no, I just said it casually, is it him?"

Xin Mo turned into a ruthless look again, and the gaffe just now was so quick that people thought it was dizzy, "You will understand when the time comes, then turn your head and continue to swing the knife.

Yan Cang looked at his muscular back for a moment, he had been with Xin Mo for several years, and he had never seen Xin Mo's mood fluctuate like this.

Qinglan...

Jun Rumo obviously didn't want to see this person, but for some reason, the more he groped, the more uncontrollable his desire to see this person immediately.

After walking for almost two hours, the two finally went down the mountain.

There is a town at the foot of the mountain. Because it is not far from the country, this town is relatively large, and there are many business travelers passing by, so it seems relatively prosperous.

One of them was red and the other was black. Although it was night, the night couldn't hide their extraordinary demeanor, which attracted passers-by to stop along the way.

Xin Mo opened two upper rooms in the best inn. After the waiter brought up the hot water, Xin Mo said: "The food will be delivered later, you take a shower first, and I will go to do some errands nearby."

"Go quickly."

Xin Mo set up a formation in this room to prevent anyone from entering, and then he left in peace.

Yan Cang couldn't wait to take off his robe, stepped into the barrel, and let out a long breath.

After soaking for a while, his mind became much clearer.

In other words, I am a dragon, not a good dragon, but 500 years ago, I was the demon king of the demon world. In the demon world, there are righteous ways and demon ways in the mortal world, and there are fairy worlds and demon worlds in the sky, so I must have been an evil dragon 500 years ago .

The villains in the mortal world do not have a good end, and the evil cannot overcome the good, so the evil dragon in the sky must die even worse.

500 years of reincarnation, the ninth life, is not so fast even if you rush to reincarnate. From this, it can be seen that the self 500 years ago must have done something outrageous, and even the reincarnation could not end well.

Xin Mo is a good person, he didn't let himself contact with Jun Rumo, probably because he was afraid that he would go back to be some kind of demon king, and in the end, he would lose his soul again, maybe he didn't want to stay with Jun Rumo for another 500 years

"Alas..." Yan Cang sighed, "Then let's change our minds!"

After taking a comfortable bath and eating a hot meal, Yan Cang felt comfortable all over his body, and couldn't fall asleep at all when he was in good spirits.

If you can't fall asleep, you don't sleep, Yan Cang has always been casual, and went out as soon as he opened the door.

The town gradually quieted down after dark, and it wasn't the New Year's festival, and there were no lantern festivals, so Yan Cang just went to the lively place, and when he stopped in front of a building, he looked up, and there were three euphemistic and moving words on the plaque. The word "Yirenju". "It's a good name. Yiren Buzhu comes from a deep place, and the fir fence in Gui Lane is hard to find, but I found it anyway!" Flicking his wide sleeves, Yan Cang walked in in a suave manner.

Of course he knew what this place was for, so, under the introduction of the old bustard, Yan Cang picked two top cards with ease, and led them up to the embroidery building.

He was dressed in extraordinary clothes, and he was so handsome that the old bustard only thought that he was a high-ranking official who came out of the capital. He was extremely attentive, served drinks and refreshments, brought fruits and fanned him lightly, looking at that exquisite face, I wish I could be 20 years younger and go back to [-], so that I can play in person. "Hey, my son, are you satisfied with Qing Wan and Sai Xue? If you are not satisfied, just tell me, mom, I will help you choose until you are satisfied."

The girl named Sai Xue was clever. Hearing this, she hugged Yan Cang's arm, and said angrily, "Mom, really, is there someone like you who buried your own girl like this? The young master hasn't said anything yet, right? Son?"

Qingwan covered her mouth with a juan handkerchief, and giggled: "You don't know, do you? Mom wants to serve the young master herself."

"Oh, you damn girl, why don't you pour wine for the young master?" The bustard waved his handkerchief: "Young master, take it easy, so I'll step back, mother, just call me if you need anything."

Yan Cang pulled his arm back calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the red dress made him look even more handsome and evil, the old bustard felt itchy in his heart, and sighed: "It's terrible, it's longer than my ace Top card."

The noisy bustard left, Sai Xue picked up a glass of wine and leaned over gracefully: "My lord, please!"

Yan Cang took away the wine glass, turned his upper body to avoid Sai Xue, who was stunned, and exchanged a glance with Qing Wan.

Yan Cang said with a smile: "With good wine and beauties, how can we do without silk and bamboo to add to the fun?"

Qing Wan is smart, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "In this case, the little girl will recommend a song."

"Very good!"

Just now, Yan Cang just had a meal at the inn, so he only cared about drinking.Although this wine is not as mellow as the one in the palace, it has an elegant and lingering taste, which is really good, and there is a beautiful woman playing the piano to serve the wine, this kind of taste is really happy.

After drinking for three rounds, Yan Cang stood up unsteadily, seeing Sai Xue stretching out his hand to help him, he waved his hand and refused: "No, step back."

Sai Xue had stayed in Yirenju for two years, when ever she met a gentleman like Yan Cang, she was willing to spend a night with him, not to mention giving money, even giving money.

"My lord, it's getting late, how about resting here and letting the little girl wait for you to take a bath?"

Yan Cang didn't listen, he walked away, after drinking and listening to the song, it's time for him to go back to bed.

It's a pity that he has lost his mana, otherwise, why bother with these people?

Without mana to protect him, he can't even drink too much of this wine. Yan Cang has never been drunk before, and after drinking two jugs of wine today, he became top-heavy and felt very uncomfortable.

The circle of people in front of me seemed to be surrounded by countless bees, buzzing, and there seemed to be a bustard in the crowd, but the bustard's expression was not good.

It's so annoying, Momo, let me drive them away!

One person grabbed his arm with a strong hand and a loud voice: "Give me the money, if you don't give me the money, I will sell myself to pay off the debt."

Someone else said contemptuously: "I don't know where the little white face pretends to be a nobleman to cheat food and drink. Pooh, but he looks really good. Mom, Wang Yuanwai is good for this. Send it to him, and I promise to sell it." Good price."

Sai Xue shouted: "No, Mom, the young master is either rich or expensive at first glance, you have to think twice before acting."

Yan Cang didn't expect that Yirenju's wine would have such a strong aftertaste after drinking it, he really shouldn't be greedy, but what are these people talking about?

pay?

Is this king?

Ah, yes, after drinking other people's wine and listening to other people's music, of course I have to give money, but this king has no money, and the money is in Momena.

"The money is in Mo Mo Na, you go to him!" Surrounded by people, Yan Cang felt irritated, wanted to find a chair to sit for a while, and waved his hands vigorously: "Back, back..."

Under the candlelight, his long and narrow eyes were smoldering, glowing with seductive water, and his handsome face was stained abnormally red because of drunkenness. Move that face away.

Gulu... Gulu... Someone swallowed in embarrassment, eager to try.

At this moment, a snow-white hand holding a piece of emerald green jade was stretched out in front of the old bustard, and a cold voice sounded at the same time: "I will pay his bill."

The author has something to say: Yan Cang: Mouqian, you died for this deity.

A certain light thumped his shoulder: What's the matter?

Yan Cang's eyes were full of grievances: Qing Lan caught her while shopping in a brothel?What do you propose?

A shallow: Haha, you deserve it!