The official match of this seat is not you

"My lord, Baixi is dead." The hoarse voice echoed in the small dark room, the only candle that illuminated the whole dark room fluttered, and Leng Tianqi's wide robe cast a tall shadow in the small dark room.

He turned his back to the man who was kneeling on the ground and bowed his head, and when he heard the news, he just let out a sigh: "Useless thing!" With this sound, the bright and dim candle flame jumped suddenly, and then went out , and the entire dark room was plunged into darkness.

The man wearing the golden mask prostrating buried his face deeply, and the oppressive feeling that appeared at that moment made him tremble all over, but under this coercion, he could only keep himself from falling down.

"Isn't it just a useless person's life that actually made that Baixi betray the Demon Cult? Sure enough, the word love is the most ridiculous thing." Leng Tianqi held a small pill in his hand, which was almost as dark as the dark pill. It's a small thing that blends into one body, but it's just this small pill that can make Bai Xi, who refuses to give in no matter what, agree to his condition.Moreover, Bai Xi was already considered a master, and could be ranked in the martial arts world, but he was easily killed by Mo Xuan, who was much weaker than him.

In the darkness, Leng Tianqi raised a slight arc, and his whole body became a little weird, melting himself into the world like a black shadow.

"Ah!" The person bowing his head on the ground had already slowed down his breath, but he did not escape the hand stretched out to his chest. He just screamed and then fell silent, but Leng Tianqi had already arrived at the door of the dark room. The cloak covered the whole body, but disappeared in an instant.

It's also candlelight, but the one here is much brighter, even though the door here is also tightly locked.

What Wu Yan had in front of him was a secret report, or an urgent secret report, which was sent here overnight by Mr. Zhang.He already knew about Baixi and Mo Xuan's affairs, but he couldn't participate in emotional matters. Wu Yan knew that no amount of consolation would be enough for Mo Xuan to let him be alone for a while. Just take on what should be Mo Xuan's work and give him some time and space.

Wu Yan thought of the two teenagers who escaped a long time ago, one was dressed in white like snow, the other was dressed in black like ink, smiling happily at him, but now things are different, and no one will change anymore.

Xin's long fingers carefully opened the sealed letter, and Wu Yan frowned.Sure enough, disasters happened again and again. So far, although the Sun Salutation Sect has spent a lot of money on helping the people, many people have joined the Demon Sect for no other reason than to eat a meal.

Wu Yan rubbed his brows. He is not a kind person, but he can't just watch so many lives disappear like this. The Sun Salutation Church is big enough, but it is definitely not a charity organization. So many people come here together. One day will bring down the whole sun worship.This is a dilemma. It can be said that Wu Yan does not regard himself as a bystander now, nor does he regard people in this world as passers-by. This may be a good thing, but because of this, he can't ignore these things life and death of people.

Leng Yu meant to save those people, but Wu Yan felt that this Leng Yu is more ruthless and cold-hearted now. This kind of Leng Yu is a superior, and the superior only cares about the overall situation, while the rest of the people are just Ants that can be sacrificed at will.

Wu Yan suddenly felt that one head was two big. Although he was a financial manager before, he had never learned how to fight floods. At most, he learned how to manage a company. Wu Yan lay on the table with a headache.

"What's bothering you? You are just a passer-by in this world. If you can't find your partner, you have to return to your own world. Why bother?" Wu Yan was startled by the voice, However, after seeing the rice cake that appeared in front of him, he was relieved, took the tea at hand and poured it into his mouth, but his heart was still pounding, the sound appeared too suddenly, Wu Yan hadn't Slow down.

"What do you mean by that, rice cake, you haven't been seen recently, why is the food in the teacher's mouth so delicious?" Wu Yan looked at the rice cake that was getting bigger and bigger, and poked the guy's belly with his finger , the feel is really good.

"Oh? Did I just say something?" Two mung bean-sized eyeballs looked at Wu Yan, making it difficult for Wu Yan to ask. The doubt in Nian Gao's eyes did not seem to be fake, as if he really didn't know what it just said.

Just seeing the delicately placed plate of dim sum on the table, Nian Gao's eyes began to shine, and he pounced on it.

"Ahh! Sure enough, the snacks outside are also delicious. Although they are not comparable to those made by the uncle in the kitchen, they have different tastes." Nian Gao seems to have a special liking for the dim sum made by the uncle, but occasionally tastes it. It's not bad to taste the taste outside.

Wu Yan looked at the rice cakes and was attracted by the food again. He could only feel that he had raised a foodie. Looking at the bright moon covered by dark clouds outside, Wu Yan felt deeply powerless, and he was just a mortal. Bigness is also limited. He can only win one or two people, but he cannot save the whole world.

Looking at the guy who was eating with his mouth puffed out, Wu Yan just felt that maybe this was also happiness.

Wu Yan subconsciously ignored the abnormality of the rice cake just now. He didn't know that even rice cakes were not trustworthy in this world, so who else could he trust.

"My lord, the lord welcomes you." The silence in the room was broken by the woman's voice. Wu Yan frowned. When he opened the door, he saw a girl in yellow clothes. It made Wu Yan a little confused, when did he not welcome me so much.

"Okay, I got it." Wu Yan looked at the guy who was still binge eating, and sent the secret document into the burning candle. In his black eyes, the thin piece of paper instantly turned into a handful of ashes. , the word has disappeared, but it made Wu Yan make up his mind.

"The leader is the master of our Tianxiameng. Everyone in Tianxiameng has to listen to the master's words, just like I am just the master's concubine. The master will have many wives and concubines, but there will never be a man as a bedside person." It was already night, and the red lantern was in front of him. Wu Yan looked at the girl in front of him and said these words in the dark, as if implying something, but Wu Yan really didn't expect her to go around such a big place. What does the circle want to say.

Looking at the back of the woman in front of him, Wu Yan only thought that this woman was worried that he would fall out of favor.It's just that Wu Yan felt a little silent. Even if he didn't dislike Leng Yu, he had heard the three words Leng Yu said to him, but it seemed that he didn't mean to agree with that, besides, Leng Yu already had it. concubine.Competing with a woman for a man, is this woman named Lian Hong overthinking it?

The Jiangxin Pavilion where Leng Yu is located is just like the name says, a pavilion built in the middle of the flowing water, but this place should be beautiful, when Wu Yan walked in, he only felt a chill and a burst of sword intent.

Wu Yan felt that the blood was rushing. The oppression of the sword brought by this building caused the dark sword hidden in the sea of ​​heart to churn. Wu Yan could hardly control the concentration of the dark sword in his hand and the sword in the pavilion The air is faintly relative.

Leng Yu was dealing with the backlog of documents these days, but felt the impact of the sword intent, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked out at the dark window.

Wu Yan clenched his fist tightly. He was trying to restrain the surging fighting spirit in his heart. Looking at the girl in yellow who hadn't felt it yet and the pavilion where Leng Yu was close at hand, Wu Yan's nails dug deeply into the palm of his hand. In the darkness, he panted violently, but tried hard to keep himself silent, only big drops of sweat trickled down from his temples.

The pen in Leng Yu's hand stopped, and a large drop of ink stained the white paper under the pen. He was very familiar with the sword intent, it was the underworld sword of the leader of the Demon Cult!

Leng Yu stood up abruptly, the chair behind him fell to the ground, he broke through the window directly, and the sword in his hand fell into his hand following his movements.

And Leng Yu had just set the general position, but the sword intent disappeared, as if it was just an illusion just now, he was dressed in navy blue clothes, and standing opposite him was Wu Yan, who was sweating profusely.

The sword was pointed at Wu Yan's chest, and Leng Yu's expression at this time made Wu Yan feel that something was wrong. This feeling was felt by Wu Yan at the succession ceremony, but from the change of the dark sword to Leng Yu's present This murderous and awe-inspiring state really made Wu Yan feel that something was wrong.When did this brat hate him so much, and he rushed out murderously just because he felt the sword was nearby.

"Who is it?" Leng Yu's voice was like frost in December, his eyes turned around the people around him, and stopped on the person who caught his attention. I can't help feeling my heart beating.

"You? Your Excellency, the leader of the Devil's Cult, Wu Yan?" Leng Yu's sword slowly lifted up, and gradually enlarged in front of Wu Yan's eyes. Leng Yu's current appearance seems to have forgotten everything, no!It's not that he forgot, but that he seemed to have no reason to start hating Wu Yan and the Demon Cult, like a normal martial arts leader, he would never stop dying.

"I, of course I am not. If the leader of the Demon Cult is okay, why would I visit this place?" Wu Yan can only hope that the human skin mask treasured by Mr. Li will be more powerful, or he will really reveal his secrets. up.

Leng Yu looked at the sweat on Wu Yan's forehead. This person's face was clearly different from that of the Demon Cult leader in his memory, but his eyes were very similar. He could still remember what the Demon Cult Wu Yan said Every word, even every expression, but he couldn't feel his own feelings. Did he really hate Wu Yan?

"I believed you this time, but don't lie to me, be careful..." Leng Yu looked into the deep black eyes, and told himself in his heart that he didn't want to be an enemy of this person, and he didn't want to see that his sword would be destroyed one day. Fight this man's sword.

Wu Yan looked at this tall and handsome young man, he was no longer as immature as he remembered. He is now the leader of the Tianxia League, but is it really that Leng Yu? This kind of Leng Yu is only the leader of the Tianxia League Forget it, Wu Yan suddenly felt that he didn't want to stay in this place anymore, the person he cared about was not this one.