Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

Xu Rong had such a deceitful personality that day, not when he needed some secret information, this person's sense of existence was too low.

The advantage is that Silly Baitian is very easy to coax, no matter how cold he is on weekdays, he can coax people back with a few soft words; the disadvantage is... he basically has no backbone. Toes want to know the secret is absolutely impossible to keep.

Li Wei did things very safely, coaxing him with delicious food and drinks, and never let the other party touch the internal affairs of the Eighteenth Heavy Prison.

The main problem is that Xu Rong's identity makes him already know countless secrets, as long as a little bit is leaked out, Yin Lang will face the biggest trouble in his life.

—the deadly kind.

"When did he disappear? Who was the last person to see him? Where did he meet?"

Li Wei investigated the news clearly as soon as he found out that the person had been lost, and Yin Lang submitted it as soon as he asked.

Guilt and vigilance co-exist in his heart. Although he doesn't know the specific reason, but Xu Rong has been repeatedly told by his superiors that he must be under strict supervision, and he has never been lucky. With Xu Rong.There are no more than ten fingers in the entire cultivation world who can take away people unconsciously under Qi Zheng's guard!

Yin Lang rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache.

'Shen Muxuan' is a well-rounded good man who has made countless friends, but he himself has made countless enemies. If you ask who hates him the most, he himself may not know the answer.But now this situation...

"Find someone to pretend to be the deity. You continue to retreat according to the original plan. I will take care of the rest."

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After Yin Lang changed his identity, he didn't stop for a moment, and immediately returned to the location of Yaodu after identifying the direction.

The scenery along the way is desolate, and even if the demon master wakes up, the situation in the demon domain does not seem to have changed in any way.The yellow sand everywhere even gave him an illusion——

The demon lord does not want any of her subjects to know that she is awake.

According to the practice of human dynasties since ancient times, if the emperor had been ill for several years and suddenly died of illness one day, he would have to announce the good news to all his subjects immediately, in order to stabilize the turbulent people's hearts and deter the ready-to-move rebels.

In such a comparison, the behavior of the Demon Lord is too weird.

It is difficult to study a cultivator who has been seriously injured and has been sleeping for thousands of years. Once he wakes up, he will defeat the invaders with the force of thunder. What's more, after repelling the three people, the demon master not only did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but easily raised his hand and let them go These enemies, who have caused heavy losses to the subjects under their rule, are hard to ignore.

For all the things he could think of, it is impossible for the demon master to have no rules in mind. The biggest possibility is that this is already the best one she can choose among all the current methods.

Yin Lang traveled extremely fast alone, and when he left for three days, he had already seen the city wall shrouded in gray mist in the distance in less than half a day when he returned.

The Demon Lord had clearly woken up, but the gray mist did not subside.

The horror of the fog was vivid in his mind, he couldn't help slowing down when he approached, and looked up, the camp of the demon army under the command of the first demon was standing alone in the vast gray fog, and the demon cultivators were still patrolling back and forth in groups as usual, vigilant, The originally normal scene was placed under the city of Yaodu, but it seemed extremely strange.

Yin Lang felt that Yan Yan was not in the camp.

Although he already guessed what kind of bad attention Yan Yan was making, his expression still became serious.This is not the Northern Demon Territory. Both righteous and evil ways have receded, and the demon lord is awakened. He is surrounded by dangers. How can he be so bold as to think that his small actions will not be discovered by the demon lord?

After a moment of hesitation, he restrained his breath, used his spiritual power and sneaked into the magic camp.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and Yin Lang felt ominous, followed the smell of blood to search all the way, and stepped into a very remote cave.

The grade of this cave is not high, it is dark when you step into it, there are only a few low-quality pearls hanging on the top of the head, which is unsatisfactory and exudes a gloomy yellow light, which does not play any lighting role, but makes the atmosphere of the cave even more weird .

There are weird instruments of torture hanging on the four walls, mostly in the style of mortal dynasties, these things are rarely seen in the cultivation world. After all, instruments of torture can only torture the body.

Most of these instruments of torture were covered with a layer of rust, as if they had not been used for a long time, only a few had fresh minced meat and hair stuck to them, the bloody smell that Shen Muxuan found all the way came from these things.

I didn't expect Yan Yan to have such a hobby in private.However, most of Moxiu are people with mental problems, and he himself is not exempt from it. Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows and walked around to the place where the bloody smell was the last.

Uh……

Although he was mentally prepared, he still underestimated Yan Yan's hatred for him when he saw this inhuman 'thing' spread out on the ground.

Holding the back of his neck in disgust, he picked him up. The situation was urgent and there was no time to take him back? Yili? Yin Lang touched his bosom, and took out a Yunshan Fruity Healing Pill, which had almost lost its potency—it was intact After eating, he had to fry the fireworks, opened his mouth and stuffed them in.

The elixir produced by Luli was effective, but for a moment when it was useless, the dying 'Yitan' struggled to open his eyes.

Seeing Yin Lang for the first time, Xu Rong's mouth twitched, tears rolled in his eyes, and he was about to perform a grievance to the point of crying.

"..."

Without further ado, he took out a Jingshen Pill and Pain Relief Pill, which was about to wear off, and stuffed it in.

Xu Rong's collapse, which was on the verge of breaking out, was suppressed by these two elixirs. He suddenly stretched out his blood-stained hands and grabbed Yin Lang's shoulders. Guilt and remorse mingled in his chest, and he said: "Leave me alone! Go and stop Yan Yan's plot!"

The moment he said those words, he felt that he had never been so calm and brave.

He endured the severe pain after being suppressed by the elixir, with a pale face, biting his lip, tears rolling in his eyes, and quickly told Yin Lang all the news he revealed under strict torture and interrogation, feeling extremely guilty. Mask: "I'm sorry for you! You go, he must be against you! I know I did something wrong, for you not to be ridiculed by subordinates, I am willing to accept punishment when you come back!"

... Now that you know you have done something wrong, who are you going to show such an awe-inspiring appearance of being wholeheartedly for me?

Xu Rong's speech was incoherent, the last sentence was still talking about this, and the next sentence involved another matter.It was with great difficulty that Yin Lang found what he needed most right now from the pile of tangled information.

As for his impressions...he suspected that Yan Yan just got to the process of intimidation, and this kid would just pour beans out of the bamboo tube.I don't know if it destroyed Yan Zun's rare desire to ravage.

Fortunately, Yan Yan's goal of kidnapping Xu Rong was slightly different from what he thought. He basically didn't ask a few questions about Yin Lang, and most of the questions focused on the demon lord and the ancient jade fragments.

Could it be that he is really playing with the demon lord?

There was a sudden commotion outside the execution room.

"Who's in there! Go in and search!"

Ok?

Yin Lang raised his head vigilantly, for a moment he even suspected that his technique of concealing his breath had regressed, and that the pawns could actually find the traces.

The next moment his eyes became subtle, he glanced at a certain place in the torture room without any trace, after a little weighing, he looked down at Xu Rong again, with an anxious look on his brows and eyes.

He didn't say a word, Xu Rong seemed to understand, his eyes were full of fear, but he still pretended to be strong and stretched out his hand to push him: "Go! No... stop Yan Yan and come back to save me!"

Yin Lang felt that he probably wanted to say generously, 'Don't worry about me', but his bones were still not that hard.

Yin Lang walked away in a cool manner, followed by a dozen demon cultivators rushing in for a brutal "check" and torture. Every time Xu Rong felt that he was going to be unable to hold on, there was always a voice from the bottom of his heart encouraging him to persevere , so that he did not spit out a word in the end.

After the torture was over, Moxiu left full of doubts, and Xu Rong shed tears of joy on the spot. It turned out that he could also be so strong and unyielding!

"laugh."

There was a sneer, not loud, but the contempt and sarcasm contained in it hurt Xu Rong's heart severely.

He tried to be fierce, but when the wound was involved, he still couldn't help grinning his teeth in pain: "Who? Don't play tricks! Get out!"

"I suggest you lower your voice. Of course, if you don't mind being tortured again, I don't care."

A young figure turned out from behind the pile of discarded torture tools, his eyes were the same light gray as Long Yu's, but still focused, looking down indifferently at Xu Rong, who was limp on the torture tools.

Xu Rong's eyes widened, not because of his words, but because a big hole was opened in the chest of this person where his heart was, and a little bit of his heart was exposed. The sand mixed with blood flowed all over his body, his face was pale, and his lips lost the color of blood, but he He looked as if he didn't feel anything, and he didn't apply medicine, bandage, or even put on a robe to cover it up.

Facing the opponent's gray eyes without any emotional fluctuations, Xu Rong couldn't help shrinking his neck, and couldn't control his hair.

... Is this guy really a living person?

The visitor looked at him, and suddenly showed a big and strange smile. His lips were bent upwards, and the grin opened beyond the limit of the human body. Blood flowed from the corner of the torn mouth, but he didn't seem to feel the slightest pain. His mouth opened and closed, and his voice Distorted: "No! No! Haven't introduced myself yet!"

He raised his hands stiffly and clasped them in front of him, rather nondescript: "My 'Xu Rong', this is the first time we meet, my dear... Lord Creator."