my dignified devil

Splendid palaces and buildings, full of luxury and prosperity.

In Jinxiu Cong, in the depths of prosperity, there is a Goulan built of gold and jade.Pointing at the door with crimson lips, the gentle, bright and charming landlady suddenly changed her face.

Old acquaintance, isn't this Xiu Yuan?

No, she shouldn't recognize my face right now.

Xiuyuan stared at me warily, and stopped in front of the two of us: "Wait a minute."

She stood opposite me and grabbed Fu Zixi's sleeve: "Didn't I say that he is not someone I sent over there, so don't contact him."

What's the situation, my Demon Sect was poached in reverse?

Fu Zixi said: "I know."

"Then you are still alone with him, it's not that you are not allowed to make friends, but his background is really unknown, how do you know if he has any plans?" Xiuyuan's face was full of earnestness.

"It doesn't matter if you have a plot, I don't care." Fu Zixi pulled the sleeve out of her hand.

Xiuyuan's face changed a few times, and she said without hesitation: "No matter what, I can't let you go with the unknown Moxiu today."

I stroked it in my heart, and said to Xiu Yuan with a half-smile, "This fellow Taoist, please take a step to speak."

Feeling Fu Zixi holding my hand tightly, I patted him comfortingly with the other hand.

Xiu Yuan hesitated for a while, and thought that Dian Jiang Lip was her own territory after all, so she said politely to me: "Then, please come with me."

After entering the cubicle, Xiuyuan became more confident, and immediately asked, "Who are you? I investigated you ten years ago, but there was no progress."

Instead of answering, I asked, "What's your relationship with Fu Zixi?"

Before she could speak, I said to myself: "He has known you since he was a child, and he is relatively close. He must have taken care of him. You and his mother have a very close relationship."

Observing her expression, I counted: "Subordinates? Friends? Or sisters."

Upon closer inspection, the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them are indeed somewhat similar.

Xiuyuan snorted softly: "What does it have to do with you? If you insist on not leaving Xiaoxi, let alone me, Tianyao Sect will not forgive you."

Silently took out Benwu, and chose the face that looked like a demon king to cover my face, I sighed: "The elders of the Demon Sect have to borrow other people's names, it seems that I have not been competent enough these years .”

Xiuyuan suddenly became suspicious, then her face turned pale, and she fell to her knees with a plop.

So when it comes to walking in the rivers and lakes, I have never liked to use the name of Mozun, and being a lively little girl, it is meaningless.

"My lord, my lord, it's my subordinates who have blind eyes. I hope you will forgive me." The calmness she had when she threatened me just now was completely gone.

I'm not interested in listening to what she said: "Tell me what I want to hear, such as how Elder Yuanying colluded with the Peak Lord Tianyao."

Thinking back to all the clues before, I chuckled in my heart.

Xiuyuan endured her fear and said: "My sister didn't intend to betray the sect. She just wanted to borrow Zheng Yuanyang's double cultivation at the beginning. Who would have thought that guy was so scheming and lied to my sister. He said he liked my sister, and in the end They kicked her out again, and the victim's sister was plotted against when she was pregnant with Xiaoxi, and unfortunately died in the end."

"Who is your sister?" How come I don't remember that Mozong has such a stupid nun.

"My elder sister is the deacon of Linxian City. Since my elder sister and I are twin sisters, I will directly take over as the deacon of this city."

"What is your name."

"My sister's name is Xiuluan." Xiuyuan replied tremblingly.

I thought back over and over again, I should have been in the Demon Palace more than a hundred years ago, and I have a vague impression of the deacon replacement in Linxian City, but I really can't remember it.

She was terrified: "This matter is the fault of my sisters from the beginning to the end. Lord Wanwang let Xiaoxi go, and he doesn't know anything."

"Why did Xiuluan die?"

"My sister was recuperating in the cave, and I was handling affairs for her in Linxian City. I don't know who leaked the news, and let one of my sister's enemies know about the serious injury. In order to protect Xiaoxi, my sister had no choice but to do it alone. Lead those people away when the situation is healed, and finally die in battle." She said sadly.

The explanation makes sense, forgive her for not daring to lie to me.

38. Chapter 38

She should be afraid, I'm a Demon Lord.

I touched my face subconsciously, and it fit my face delicately, not angry, arrogant, cold-blooded and ruthless, this is the kind of master who walked out of the magic palace.

In those more than 100 years, I killed my father and brother, bloodbathed fifteen cities in the Demon Realm, and liquidated the Demon Sect from top to bottom.

If I found out about this at that time, I would not only kill Xiuyuan, but also tie up Fu Zixi and plant a demon seed for Tianyao Sect with my own hands.

Suddenly feel a little boring.

I pushed open the door and went out, the ambiguous fragrance fell on me, the bright lights and candles reflected the spring scenery in the hall, through the thin curtain and gauze, I leaned against the red and green everywhere, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, accompanied by the soft singing Laughing, interweaving a piece of hypocrisy and tenderness.

Fu Zixi was like a piece of wood, standing at the door without changing his expression, his tight lips were slightly pursed the moment he saw me, and then raised a small arc.

At least, he is here waiting for me.

Pushing away the lotus lantern flickering with candlelight, the shadow of Fu Zixi closing his eyes and making a wish appeared on the rippling river.

"It doesn't matter if your birthday is today, even if I'm not here, the fireworks on earth will still be for you." Seeing him open his eyes, I said, "Has the wish I made before come true?"

He looked at me: "There is only one."

"What is it?" I tried to get a glimpse of his inner shadow.

"I want you to stay with me." There was fire in his eyes, twinkling.

"This time, what wish did you make? If it's related to me, it's not impossible for you to help you realize it." I pretended not to understand what he meant.

He shook his head: "It won't work if you say it. How about you, why don't you make a wish?"

"I used to be happy enough that I didn't need to make a wish, but later on, it wasn't necessary anymore." I recalled the meteor rain in the night sky of Tianjue Mountain, falling alone in one lonely night after another, with no one watching.

"You seem a little sad." He was keenly aware.

I chuckled: "Nothing."

"Can you tell me about your unhappiness." Fu Zixi was not good at comforting others, and it was extremely difficult for him to utter every word.

"I've long since forgotten, so I have nothing to say."

He imitated my movements and stroked my hair, as if petting a dog: "I hope you will tell me one day."

What is the need to say something that has long been dead?

Looking at me for a while, Ting Zhen was thoughtful.

Fu Zixi spoke poorly: "Why are you here again?"

"Junior brother, it's not that I went down the mountain to chase you. I just followed the order of the suzerain to seek all the disciples above the foundation of Jianfeng to go to the Tianyao Jade Palace." His eyes fell back on Fu Zixi.

Opportunity, a good opportunity to go to Tianyao.

"I have an impression of all the disciples of Jianfeng. I don't know which peak this friend is from?" He asked me without any trace.

I smiled slightly, and took off the Tianyao Sect disciple's identity badge on my waist: "Chiyuan Peak, I am under Zheng's gate."

His pupils shrank suddenly: "How is it possible? The peak master only accepted one disciple, how could he accept you?"

I put the ID card in front of his eyes: "Here, you can see for yourself."

The ID card was indeed engraved with the logo of Chiyuan Peak's direct lineage.

"Junior brother, if you don't believe me, you can ask the peak master in person." I saw him lose his composure in shock, and the little unhappiness just now was wiped away immediately.

Ting Zun is really a good brother who hurts himself to entertain others.

Fu Zixi was a little puzzled and looked at my ID card.

On the halfway up the mountain, there is a rain of flowers, and a silver hall is located on it.

Many disciples of Chiyuan Peak gathered in Yuzang Hall, scattered around.

I silently asked Qi Ling: "The lord of the Tianyao Sect here won't see through me, right?"

"Even if you don't have confidence in yourself, please respect me." Qi Ling dismissed it.

Fu Zixi's palms were full of sweat, I told him through voice transmission secretly to tell him not to be nervous, he seemed unable to control it.

I don't know the surname of Tianyao Sect Master, nor his appearance, so when I saw the ordinary old man holding the sword box, I just thought it was an old servant holding a sword.

He walked to the main seat and sat down.

There was silence in the hall.

The sword case floated in front of his chest, quietly opened, and an ancient sword without sheath flew out of the case.

This sword is ingenious but does not work. It looks simple but sharp. The moment it comes out of the box, there is awe-inspiring sword intent. This sword is definitely not under my lumen.

What strikes me strangely is that it feels strangely familiar to me, when I'm pretty sure I've never seen or even heard of it.

The suzerain said slowly: "I have nothing else to send you here today. I have a sword that I want to give to you, but it is not up to me to decide, but depends on the will of the sword."

His voice was as unremarkable as his face.

The disciples in the hall did not dare to make noise, but there was an uproar in their hearts. The sword drawn by the suzerain himself must be of great importance.

Only Fu Zixi showed a lack of interest, and I asked curiously, "Don't you want it?"

"I have a sword, so I won't abandon it," he said.

You are really a sword idiot, what kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality are you talking about to the sword.

He doesn't talk to anyone.

The suzerain seemed to be aware of it, and glanced over inadvertently.

"You can come up and hold it. If it resonates with the sword, then this sword is yours." He said concisely.

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I really want to give myself two slaps when I was called No.1. This kind of narrative is too monotonous, and there are many things that cannot be written.

39. Chapter 39

More than a hundred disciples of Chiyuan Peak were eager to try, and they could guess what the suzerain personally took out, no matter how sharp they were.

The body of the ancient sword is slightly wider, without any engravings, it is cast in one piece, and there are a few primitive patterns engraved on the hilt.Roughly speaking, it is the most common sword in the world.