After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

"By the way, I heard that "My Romantic Prince" directed by Fang Ya will premiere next week. How about we watch it together?"

"After watching the movie, I'll take you to eat stinky tofu and big meat skewers on Fangchang Street. In the evening, we'll go to the Ferris Wheel in Beifu Amusement Park."

Jiufeng forced a smile.

"Sounds good."

Zhou Yanwen smiled softly.

"Anywhere with you will be beautiful."

Jiufeng's face was flushed, and the sweet girl who had never felt love seemed to be soaked in a honey pot at the moment.

"Oh, right……"

Zhou Yan's complexion changed.

"We still have some time to go, Dao Yun, you should first talk about the Demon Arhat and Zhang Ye with Master Suzaku and the others."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand.

"My mobile phone, um, can you buy me another one? I'll pay for it."

Jiufeng's complexion changed again and again, but soon, Jiufeng gave up his plan to overthrow Zhou Yan today.Now that both parties are dating, let's go through the process, otherwise, as a girl, it's not good to be too proactive.

"Okay, I, I'll buy you a mobile phone for Xiao Yan."

Jiufeng packed the poker, got up and left the bedroom.

The sense of crisis hanging in Zhou Yan's heart, as if he had encountered Chi You, was gone.

Zhou Yan slowly fell on the bed, and let out the breath he had held for a long time.

Zhou Yan is very clear about what it means to repair the plank road and secretly hide Chen Cang, what it means to talk to people when you see people, and to talk nonsense when you see ghosts. With Jiufeng's temperament, if you dare to say that the bull wins and you let me go, he will turn his face on the spot.

When the combat power on the opposite side exists in a crushing state, any technique is just a joke.

So Zhou Yan could only follow Jiufeng's hair down, using the excuse of dating to hold Jiufeng back.

No matter how bad a woman's crotch is, it's impossible for a woman who just agreed to date on the first day and hit home plate before arriving the next day.

Milk teacher's succubus is nothing more than that.

Jiufeng is such a girl, even if she was ready to turn against Zhou Yan today, just because Zhou Yan said "associate", she immediately suppressed her thoughts.

Zhou Yan, who was lying on the bed, really admired his quick wit, and Jiufeng had escaped.

……

Jing'an District.

A large number of police cars surrounded the entire community. Baihu got out of a luxury car, walked into the gate of Jing'an Community, and then walked to the NO.15 villa in Jing'an Community.

On the exterior wall of the villa, Baihu saw an old acquaintance.

Xuanwu is so strong that it is inhuman.

Xuanwu stood by the wall, with his head raised, his face solemn.

Baihu walked to Xuanwu's side and joked.

"Brother Ankang, you have a lot of things to do every day. This is just a matter of a demigod. Can you come over and deal with it?"

Xuanwu sniffled and said lightly.

"I smell something unusual."

Xuanwu aspired to become the patriarch of the Nine Heavens Suppressing Demons, so he was very sensitive to evil spirits and devils. Before that, Xuanwu beat Zhang Ye in seconds, but now he smelled the devil's cub on Zhang Ye in this Jing'an district.

Baihu sighed, and told Xuanwu everything Jiufeng told him.

Xuanwu narrowed his eyes.

"Where is the sacrifice to the sixth day?"

White Tiger shrugged.

"I went to see it. The sacrificial altar was severely damaged. However, based on the identifiable information, it seems that someone obtained the approval of the demon lord Bo Xun by offering sacrifices."

Xuanwu sneered.

"It's just right, I need a few little devils to practice."

During this period of time, Xuanwu received the "Zhenwu Fumo Kung Fu" provided by Xiaoyan Jun. Coupled with the recently released Heavenly Demon, Xuanwu felt that his "Zhenwu Fu Mo Kung" could be used.

A policeman came over at this moment, and when he got to the front and back of Xuanwu and Baihu, the policeman saluted the two beasts and said.

"Members, we have retrieved the surveillance data nearby. Here are the photos of the perpetrators we have found."

The policeman took out his mobile phone and handed it to Xuanwu.

This Jing'an community is a wealthy area. Relying on high taxes and donations from local wealthy people, all kinds of police patrols are full, and surveillance equipment is everywhere. Naturally, the scene between the demon Arhat and Zhang Ye did not escape the surveillance cameras. catch.

Xuanwu took the phone, and saw Zhang Ye and Wusheng Arhat in the phone at a glance.

Zhang Ye was nothing, Xuanwu had already killed him once, but Xuanwu felt strange about that lifeless arhat.

Xuanwu handed the phone to Baihu, while he himself asked the police who came over.

"Who is this guy who fought against the Zhou family boy?"

The policeman shook his head.

"I don't know. We have already investigated the national population database, and the system AI did not find the person's identity information, but we asked the nearby residents, and they said that the guy next to Zhang Ye, who claimed to be a monk without life, was The monks of Western Buddhism come here to save sentient beings."

"Hey... Monk Wusheng?"

Bai Hu looked up from the phone screen and looked at the policeman in surprise.

"Are you sure you are called Wusheng monk?"

The policeman nodded.

"That guy called himself that. Whether it's true or not, I have reservations."

Xuanwu looked at the white tiger.

"what do you know?"

Baihu said happily.

"Do you know Zhao Wenhe?"

Xuanwu snorted unkindly.

Baihu explained.

"At the beginning of the Taisho Dynasty, there was a catastrophe in the past two years, and the people were in dire straits. As the king, Zhao Wenhe opened the national treasury to help the victims. At the same time, he also held a large-scale Dharma meeting, inviting eminent monks and Taoists to pray for blessings, hoping that the coming year will be smooth and the people will have a good harvest."

"And this Wusheng monk is an eminent monk who came from Western Buddhism. It is said that he is an eminent monk who has obtained the Dharma because he is not familiar with sitting on a charcoal fire, and he will not be injured by thousands of soldiers."

Because this disaster was caused by Zhao Wenhe, Bai Hu was very interested in this Zhao Wenhe, so he even got to know him in various history books.

This Wusheng monk happened to see it when he was looking at Zhao Wenhe's personal history.

Xuanwu asked back.

"Is this Monk Wusheng a character from hundreds of years ago?"

Baihu stretched out two fingers.

"200 years ago."

Xuanwu was silent.

Zhao Wenhe also lived 200 years ago.

……

Jiufeng Villa, inside the main guard.

Zhou Yan picked up the mobile phone Jiufeng bought for him, plugged in a new SIM card and dialed Wu Quxing's number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Who are you?"

"It's me, Zhou Yan..."

"Well, what are you calling me for?"

Zhou Yan told everything about being attacked by Mo Luohan.

"That Wusheng, if nothing else happens, should belong to Zhao Wenhe's generation, and the era of that fellow Zhongdou Xingjun. Brother Wu, do you know about Wusheng?"

After Zhou Yan got the mobile phone given by Jiufeng, he investigated Xia Wusheng's identity information. There was not much information, so he wrote in the history books that Xia Wusheng had opened an altar to pray for Zhao Wenhe, and nothing else.

It doesn't matter if it's gone. According to the age of Monk Wusheng that Zhou Yan saw, Zhou Yan knew that Wusheng was definitely not an Arhat of this era. Wen and the monsters of that era.

"Wusheng... Demon Arhat... It seems that the old gangster in the Dou has mentioned this matter in the past, but it seems that he has not. Wait a minute, little guy, I will go to someone to ask."

After 10 minutes, Wu Quxing's voice came from Zhou Yan's new phone.

"Okay, I'm here to ask..."

"That old guy Wei Yong talked to someone before. He said that it was Zhao Wenhe's time, and the fortunes of the entire dynasty came back to light. Besides Zhao Wenhe himself being a true god, he also recruited many capable people and strangers. This monk Wusheng is One."

"Afterwards, on the eve of the collapse of the Dazheng King's capital, it seems that the Wusheng monk brought his junior brother, and the master came to help Zhao Wenhe."

Zhou Yan said in horror.

"Master, younger brother?"

Monk Wusheng is an arhat, even if he doesn't have a godhead, he still has the fighting power of a true god. If his master and younger brother are taller, they should be two arhats.

In other words, on the eve of the destruction of the Dazheng King's Capital, there were a total of three Arhats and one Plague Department True Monarch guarding the King's Capital.

Zhou Yan couldn't believe it.

"How did Dazheng King break it?"

Wu Quxing on the opposite side sighed.

"Because the refugee commander who came to rush to the capital is also a true god, and he is not an ordinary true god."

Zhou Yan became curious.

"What is the bloodline of the refugee handsome?"