The official match of this seat is not you

Feng Mo, Feng Mo... It is better to say Feng Mo than Feng Mo, and the Underworld Sword itself is the most evil sword in the world.Because of the evil spirit of blood, it was sealed in Suojian Cliff of this villa.It's just that he didn't expect to break free from the sword formation that blocked it at this time, and he didn't expect that the owner of Fengmo Mountain Villa who sealed the sword was already planning to use it, and he died in the end.

Fengmo Mountain Villa without Zhuang Zhuiqian is not only faced with the dilemma of being silent in the rivers and lakes, but also that no man can support the entire Fengmo Mountain Villa, which means that Fengmo Mountain Villa is likely to be divided up by martial arts forces.

"Take me with you." The clear voice sounded but did not recall Wu Yan's thoughts.

Wu Yan is still dressed in the khaki servant's clothes of the villa, but this is the last day he stays here. He doesn't know why the dark sword he was looking for disappeared, but even if he can't find the sword, at least The Demon Cult still needs him to stand up.

When Wu Yan woke up in that canyon, there was no trace of Mingjian, and beside him was a sea of ​​swords that had lost their souls, but the strange scene he had seen back then was no longer there.

It's just that the pile of ragged clothes not far from him is filled with bones, which proves that what he experienced was not just a fantasy, but a real narrow escape.

"Ah?" Wu Yan seemed to have just been awakened by this sentence from the picture in his mind, but saw the woman without a veil saying this to him.

"I said, take me and go together." It was still an elegant voice, mixed with the faint sound of the piano, it didn't seem very real, but it really told Wu Yan that this was not his auditory hallucination.

The plain hand tuned the piano, and the faint fragrance of ink combined with the inexplicable sound of the piano made Wu Yan feel that his heart began to calm down, and the lake of heart, which was full of waves, was returning to its original clarity.I have to admit that Wu Yan likes the sound of the piano, and he also likes this woman a little bit.

"The owner of the villa is dead, and this Fengmo Villa will not be peaceful. Since this place is no longer suitable for shelter, please trouble the leader to take care of it." Yan felt horrified, even though the left half of the face looked absolutely not beautiful, even shocking, but the flaws on the face were better than a soul trapped in darkness.

"Okay," Wu Yan responded. This was the second time he had brought a person from outside the Demon Cult's world to his own. It was also out of sympathy, but now his mood had changed.It's not that he was simply a little stupid back then, his heart is no longer easy to open, even if this girl is admitted to the Devil's Cult, she will be watched by everyone in the Devil's Cult.It wasn't that he was too guarded against this girl, but that he was hurt too deeply.

"That's right, Wu Yan's boss, I found that the rice cake is loving you more and more." Lying in Wu Yan's pocket, only a head was exposed. Compared with the size of a normal rice cake, a certain system that has already been called a giant is still there. Pretend to be a Pokemon, but Wu Yan only has attitude towards its low voice, that is, stretching out a hand to put the exposed head back into his pocket.

"Don't use that voice, I don't know that you are trying to find a second spring." Wu Yan's voice is cold, the temperature is like freezing point, and the expression on his face seems to be directly attached to it. Since he was injured, he has never seen the sun from there. He was always in a trance when he climbed up from the bottom of the abyss. Sometimes the violence from the bottom of his heart and the ghostly whispers in his ears even made him not sleep well at night. He was always awakened in the middle of the night, his clothes soaked in cold sweat and Wu Yan's ramblings, which could not tell whether it was reality or illusion, made Wu Yan's eye circles thicker than the woman's smoky makeup.

"What's the second spring? My family's kiss cake is obviously my first spring. I won't mind if you tell me how to become the second lady of Fengmo Mountain Villa. How about it? When will you teach me how to chase girls? "Nian Gao's muffled voice came from his pocket, making Wu Yan smile.

But the next words made Wu Yan frown.

"The young lady from Fengmo Mountain Villa really doesn't meet my standards. Wu Yan, you'd better not hang yourself on this tree. I will definitely find you someone as beautiful as a flower in the future. Qingcheng, a peerless beauty who makes your nose bleed with a smile." Although it was a joke, he still looked at this girl who definitely had her own charm but had flaws in appearance with colored eyes.It made Wu Yan feel uncomfortable.He poked a finger into the pocket, felt the rice cake inside pop up, and smiled evilly.

"Master's belly! The fleshy meat that my master has raised for a long time! Don't poke it." The bouncing rice cake rolled in his pocket but did not arouse Wu Yan's sympathy at all. He was playing with whack-a-mole. Level game, poke rice cakes.

"Master, Leng Yu, the young master of the Tianxia League, is looking for your whereabouts, but the strange thing is that Leng Tianqi has no intention of stopping you." Mo Xuan whispered in Wu Yan's ear, who was looking down at a file. The words made Wu Yan, who hadn't wandered around the rivers and lakes much and had just returned to the Demon Cult branch to recuperate, frowned. His eyes fell on the private letter he had just read in his hand. went back.

Since Baixi's apostasy, apart from Wu Yan, Mo Xuan has changed the most.He was not a hardworking person, but now he is practicing kung fu with all his might. He was originally a secret guard, and he could use his life to defend the leader, but now he has changed his job to become a killer.That bloody look seemed crazy and turned into a demon.And it's not easy for Wu Yan to stop it. Sometimes emotional matters are beyond the reach of others.

"Tell him, I promised to see him once in the original valley of the Devil's Cult, but it will be the last time." Wu Yan was wearing a dark purple shirt, and when he said this, there was a faint cold aura, which made the people standing beside him feel cold. Mo Xuan felt a little strange.Mo Xuan knew that his leader, who looked cold but was just a little stunned, but at this time, Wu Yan's tone, demeanor, and even the indescribable aura seemed strange to another person. It was not superficial. Binghan looks down on all living beings.

He was more indifferent than when the Demon Cult's main altar was destroyed. If he had pulled himself together to support the Demon Cult back then, now he seems to be detached from this world.

"Yes!" Leaning slightly, Mo Xuan planned to talk to the elders about the strangeness of the leader.And that Miss Qing Lan who was brought back by the leader didn't know how to deal with it.

It was still a wasteland, the burned and trampled valley was still the same, and there was no green grass growing on the large piece of scorched land, and the destroyed houses were lying crookedly there, and it was impossible to see them at all. Show a trace of the once beautiful scenery and warm layout.

Leng Yu stepped on the land of the valley that was destroyed by him. It was clear that every blade of grass and leaves here had stayed in his happiest days, but he ruined everything with his own hands.The exquisitely crafted boots are so contrasting and incongruous in the ruins, but Leng Yu no longer cares that his shoes and clothes will be stained.

I couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, and walked silently until I saw that the banyan tree that Wu Yan always liked to fall asleep had been burned and bare, and a large piece of bark was scorched, revealing an ugly black hole like a disfigured face, Leng Yu hesitated and stretched out a hand to touch it, but retracted nervously as soon as he touched it.

"It won't come back to life."

The familiar voice made Leng Yu turn around, he was so desperate to see the owner of that voice, to feel his breath and temperature.

But when he saw the man again, his eyes froze.

Is it really that person who has a face that never changes but can always make himself feel the temperature?Is he really still the crazy person who was betrayed by himself and still smiled with his sword when he was besieged by a dozen hidden guards?Why did the person appearing in front of him be so strange that he had the illusion that he was never familiar with him.

The black robe inlaid with gold edging covered Wu Yan's body. Leng Yu was familiar with his expressionless face, but he couldn't find the shadow that had been by his side for two years.This is just the leader of the Demon Cult, the enemy of the entire Tianxiameng, not that Wu Yan.

Even though Leng Yu was prepared to be indifferent or even hated by Wu Yan before coming here, but seeing those indifferent eyes, Leng Yu still felt that he couldn't bear it.

"No, next spring, this banyan tree will sprout again." Leng Yu looked at the bare trunk, even though he hesitated in his heart, he still insisted on his tone.

It's just that he didn't know whether he was referring to the dead tree or the rupture between him and Wu Yan.

"Hehe..." Wu Yan laughed. He only felt that Leng Yu was sometimes childish and ridiculous. Even if the tree could come back to life, if they didn't seem to have happened, then those members of the Demon Cult who would never come back to life would really die. Pitiful.

"I heard that the young master of the Tianxia League is looking for me everywhere. Now that I come to the appointment in person, I don't know what's going on with the young master?" Wu Yan said without any emotion, without anger or blame. The jade crown carried an intimidating aura in the sun, and the aura of the leader of the No. [-] Sect in the World has not weakened even in this ruins.

"Don't be like this, Wu Yan." Leng Yu murmured, he wanted to find the shadow of Wu Yan on the leader of the demon sect, but he could only find that there was no trace of it.

"I...I, I'm just..." Leng Yu never wanted to say a word like this moment, even if this sentence was likely to be exchanged for a sneer, but he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Wu Yan looked at Leng Yu's expression of not wanting to talk, and his babbling was disturbing. The unsheathed sword in his hand was pressed against Leng Yu's chest. He found that he liked the color of blood very much now. Wouldn't it be a good idea to keep the life of the young lord of the World Alliance here where the souls of the people of the Ten Demon Cult were kept?

Leng Yu lowered his head and smiled.It's just that he raised his head and looked at Wu Yan's eyes, and didn't care about the sharp weapons that were sent into his chest little by little.

"I like you, no! I should love you." The blood slowly leaking from his chest stained the luxurious robe, but the words clearly entered Wu Yan's ears, "I, love, you".

The sword stopped, only accompanied by a low laugh.As if he heard some big joke, Wu Yan laughed so hard that even the tip of his sword trembled.

"You..." As soon as a word came out of his mouth, Wu Yan stopped what he wanted to say.

"Kill! The devil is here..."

"Remove the evil in the martial arts!"

"Kill! Eliminate harm!"

The loud shouts and running footsteps made Leng Yu a little dizzy, he looked at Wu Yan's face in a little panic, but met a pair of clear eyes.