That Demon Lord doesn't want to live

Weng Zhixu slid out three feet along the wind of his palm, then turned sideways, and used his hand as a knife to slash at the side of Xue Min's neck.Before his hand could reach the side of Xue Min's neck, Xue Min had already grabbed his wrist, and the two of them quickly split a few strokes and separated, and after a while, they fought together again.

Ye Lan hung on the sidelines and watched the two of them come and go, unraveling more than a dozen tricks and yawned lazily, and after half a cup of tea, Ye Lan exhausted his patience, "I said you two, have you had enough trouble. "

Hearing that Xue Min and Weng Zhixu exchanged palms, they used their strength to return to Ye Lan's side.Ye Lan glanced at him and then looked at Weng Zhixu who was opposite, "There are two choices, either fan us out of this unknown world, or welcome us in politely."

Weng Zhixu snorted coldly, "It's still a choice, of course..." After a slight pause, Weng Zhixu suddenly smiled and said, "Welcome the two of you in."

As the words fell, the alpine dense forest had turned into a lush bamboo forest, and a white jade table and three white jade stools were placed in the open space in the center of the bamboo forest.Weng Zhixu raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and sat down on the jade stool first, and then transformed into a set of vermilion and gold tea sets.

Weng Zhixu poured three cups of clear tea with a small teapot, then raised his eyebrows and said to Ye Lan, "I forgot, the devil is probably not able to drink my tea in the current situation." He poured it out and put the empty cup in front of Ye Lan, "I can only smell it."

Ye Lan snorted coldly, and stretched out her hand in front of Xue Min.Xue Min smiled and took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to him.Ye Lan took the porcelain bottle and pushed it hard with her thumb, and a scent of fragrance wafted out of the porcelain bottle instantly.But after a few breaths of effort, the surrounding air smelled like green bamboo shoots after the rain, and there was no smell of tea.Ye Lan poured out the pills from the porcelain bottle and threw them into her mouth, and looked at the hard jade stool with some disgust.

Xue Min immediately took out a bamboo rocking chair from Qiankun's sleeve, and there was a thick cushion on the chair.Yelan circled around the rocking chair and then nestled in, "You even brought it with you." The chair was clearly the one that Xue Min made up for him.

Xue Min smiled, and took three porcelain bottles from his sleeve and put them on the armrest of the rocking chair, "Brother doesn't like to lie on this chair and bask in the sun, so I will naturally take it with me."

Ye Lan swept the porcelain bottle on the armrest into her arms, and glanced at Xue Min with satisfaction.

Weng Zhixu took a sip of tea from his teacup and said with some hints of sarcasm in his tone, "I only thought the Demon Lord was a little weaker, but I never thought that he would become a cripple because of being delicate."

Yelan shook her chair and didn't even look at him, "I was born with four limbs, inactivity, and five grains. I can't live without people, and I can die without anyone to take care of me. What, are you envious? Envy is useless, after all, this world knows no bounds." As a living creature, you have to come by yourself to serve tea, pour water, do laundry, and cook, and you are also the master of a world, so why did you end up in such a miserable state.” Then he looked at Xue Min and said earnestly, “Make friends! It is also necessary to pick and choose, like the kind of stupid people who put themselves into a cage called "Everyday should not be, and Earth is not effective", most of them are mentally ill, and it is best to have less contact with this kind of person, so as not to be infected. "

Just as Xue Min was about to answer, Weng Zhixu had already waved his fan and said, "It's too late, I have known him for more than 20 years, Xue Tongbei and I have known each other for more than [-] years, and about [-]% of my income is from him, Xue Tongbei." given."

Ye Lan looked at Xue Min in disbelief, "You are so rich, no, you are so stupid to tell him to pluck so many times."

After speaking, Yelan showed a prodigal expression again, and then stretched out her hand again.With a chuckle, Xue Min took out the money bag from his sleeve and put it in Ye Lan's arms. The money bag was so heavy that it almost crushed Ye Lan. The bag turned out to be a storage bag, and there were half a room of gold, silver and jade piled in it.

Ye Lan seemed to have drunk half a vat of old vinegar, and her nose hurt sorely.Thinking that before he went to Fuji Mountain, he was also a little fairy who was held in the palm of his hand. Naturally, his food and clothing were not bad, but the Shangqingmen paid attention to clean cultivation, and no matter how extravagant he was, he was only matched with white mutton fat jade. So much gold and silver.

Seeing Yelan staring at the money bag with a thoughtful expression, Xue Min asked with a smile, "What is brother thinking?"

Ye Lan stared at the money bag intently, and said in a fierce and ruthless tone, "Kill people and plunder money."

Xue Min laughed, took the money bag in Yelan's arms, turned it into a moonlight jade pendant the size of a baby's palm, and hung it on Yelan's waist, "My brother's is mine."

Ye Lan reached out and touched the jade pendant on her waist, and accepted it with peace of mind, "Okay, now let's talk about how you hooked up together."

Weng Zhixu shook his fan and clicked his tongue, "Your words are really rude."

Yelan uttered an oh and replied flatly, "Then you bear with it."

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Xue Min immediately said, "I went to Sanbuwen's gate of death a few times before to find my brother's scattered soul fragments. He is the defender at the top of the gate of death, but he has always been a group Hei Ying, I have never seen his face before."

Yelan said oh without emotion, but a faint sour and tense emotion rose in his heart. On the day he died in Fuji Mountain, his soul had been broken into thousands of pieces scattered in the sky and the earth.How big is the world, the wasteland in the northern desert, the lush forest in the southern border, the top of the eastern mountain, and the shore of the western sea, even he himself doesn't know where those scattered souls will fall.But Xue Min exhausted all his efforts to find his soul and stick it together bit by bit.How many roads he has traveled, how many dangers he has encountered, and how many times he has been disappointed before he can be pieced together into what he is now.One year, two years, ten years, 20 years... During these long years, how much courage and perseverance he needed to persevere.

There will never be love for no reason in this world, and there will never be hatred for no reason. Since Ye Lan woke up, she has been thinking about where he and Xue Min got involved, which made him treat her so wholeheartedly. .He thought his memory wasn't bad, but his head hurt from thinking about it, and he couldn't find any trace of Xue Min.

Seeing him lost in thought again, Xue Min asked softly, "What is brother thinking?"

Ye Lan muttered to herself, "If I could have known you earlier, my corpse would probably have been treated like a golden nanmu cashmere cushion with a night pearl in my mouth."

Xue Min held the tea to hide the smile on his lips, never expecting his elder brother to be a money fanatic.

Weng Zhixu took a sip of hot tea, and Ye Lan frowned in disgust, "Your mouth is made of a watering can."

Yelan changed her position in the rocking chair and asked Xue Min, "Didn't you say that you have been there a few times and don't ask questions? Why did the scholar see you like a stranger? Could it be that you offended him?"

Xue Min shook his head, and Weng Zhixu answered, "That's not true, it's just that my family's Fusu doesn't remember people's faces clearly."

In Yelan's words, "Face blindness and poor memory, thank you for being so fresh and refined."

Weng Zhixu got angry and was about to speak when Ye Lan cut him off, "I guess he can't even remember you, after all he is face blind."

Weng Zhixu froze, and Ye Lan gave another blow to the head, "Even if your taste is so wonderful, he still can't remember you, after all, he is blind." After speaking, Ye Lan glanced at Weng Zhixu's eye-catching red clothes Robe, and looked at the vermilion and gold tea set he put on the table without saying a word.

Puff, puff, Weng Zhixu only felt that Yelan had stabbed his heart twice with an arrow.He was about to stand up from the chair to beat Ye Lan, but Xue Min quickly pinned him down on the stool and couldn't move.

Xue Min pressed Weng Zhixu's left shoulder with one hand, "Then why does he remember my brother?"

Ye Lan yawned lazily, "Maybe I'm good-looking."

Weng Zhixu exerted a slight force on his left shoulder, and flicked Xue Min's right hand away, "You will put gold on your face." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have remembered something interesting and couldn't help showing a smile, "You smashed the house, turned around and left, Although my family, Fusu, has a good temper, he has a temper. He immediately drew a small portrait of you and poked it with a needle. After so many years of being poked, your portrait full of holes will probably fill a whole room. .”

Ye Lan said nonchalantly, "That's right, that scholar can come up with such a stupid way, but unfortunately he only remembers me, after all he is face blind."

Weng Zhixu stood up from the stool suddenly, pointed at Ye Lan with his fan, "Your mouth is so vicious, your senior brother is probably mad at you."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Lan's face changed suddenly, she jumped up from the rocking chair, raised her hand and waved her palm.The wrath of the demon king, floating corpses for thousands of miles.Even though Ye Lan is incomplete and has no body now, that palm is still astonishingly powerful. Weng Zhixu was slapped ten feet away, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his chest suddenly hurting.

With a wave of the palm, Ye Lan shook twice in the air, his face turned pale immediately, the palm that he lost his mind almost exhausted all his energy, even the numb pain in his body began to rebel , he could hardly stand up.

Ye Lan's attack was too sudden and even Xue Min couldn't react. When he came back to his senses, he realized that Ye Lan was on the verge of collapse. He quickly hugged him in his arms, took out more than a dozen porcelain bottles from his sleeve and poured out all the condensate. Soul pill, turned it into water mist, wrapped it with spiritual power, and seeped into Ye Lan's body bit by bit.

Weng Zhixu knew he was wrong, raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and then quietly squatted aside without speaking.After about half an hour, Ye Lan gradually suppressed the tearing pain. Xue Min put him in the rocking chair and looked at Weng Zhixu with a cold face. The look of anger in my heart.

Weng Zhixu opened the fan and half covered his face, moved to the white jade table and sat down, and smiled without embarrassment. Ye Lan looked at Xue Min whose face was so cold that he was freezing to death, rubbed his nose and coughed, "I really didn't mean it."

Xue Min suppressed his urge to slash people with his sword, and said coldly, "Master Weng, please borrow the Yunbo Mirror."

Weng Zhixu's face froze, and he poured himself a cup of tea with a guilty conscience. After dawdling for a while, he broke the pot and said, "Yunbo mirror—it's broken."

"Broken." Xue Min murmured and repeated as if he couldn't believe it, and then his hands suddenly clenched his nails deeply into his palms, and the anger that could not be suppressed was already in his low voice, "You lied to me." Obviously the last time Weng Zhixu also told him that if he still couldn't find the soul he was looking for, he could go to Unknown Realm to find the Yunbo Mirror for a try, and now it's only been a year since the mirror shattered.

Weng Zhixu felt even more guilty, holding the tea in silence.

"Let go." Ye Lan sat up from the chair and broke Xue Min's tightly clenched hand, only to see that his palm had already been pinched with several bloodstains.Seeing the bloodstains, Ye Lan couldn't help frowning. This man was so careful with him, how could he be so cruel to him.

"Brother." Xue Min watched Ye Lan wipe away the scars on his palm, and felt bitter. He hoped that this time, he would be able to find Ye Lan's soul back, but now... Xue Min's eyebrows turned cold , stretched out his right hand and summoned the Mercy Sword, and slashed at Weng Zhixu.