The Demon Lord has too many aliases

The two of them whispered a few words. For some reason, the young man felt that the more he looked at the young man in white, the more intimate he became. He felt like he was an old friend at first sight, and he wanted to pour out all his words.

"My name is Yue Zhao, this is my third brother Yue Ping, and the others are senior brothers and sisters from the sect..." The young man beamed with joy, like a child acting in front of new friends: "But they are all powerful people! Especially Lu Senior brother, Master, you must have heard of his name..." "Ah Zhao!" His brother next to him shouted.

Hearing the warning, the young man suddenly became excited and shut up quickly, but there was still a bit of unwillingness on his face.

Seeing his expression, Yue Ping became alert.

Thinking of all the weird mysteries of the devil, he looked at the stranger beside him with more and more surprise.

Could it be that this man had used some secret magic technique? He turned his head and looked at the lazy young man in brocade robes on the other side. The young man shook his head imperceptibly, signaling him not to act rashly.

Compared with Yue Ping, the martial arts cultivation and vision of this young man in brocade robes are much higher. Naturally, it can be seen at a glance that this is not some spiritual magic, but that after the attainment of the soul reaches a certain level, it is natural for others. impact.

The weaker the will and the lower the realm of people, the more deeply affected they will be.

Legend has it that the ancient holy master "Yuan" was extremely accomplished in this way, and could save thousands of demons with just one word.

The young man in brocade robe waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Junior Brother Yue.

It’s not like we can’t see the light.

I think this brother has figured out my identity.

The young man in white nodded: "Gold is soft in nature and uses gold as a sword. As far as I know, there is only one person in the world."

"The seventh true successor of the Canghai Sword Sect, Lu Yiyu.

"The sea is boundless, who can be worthy of the God of Swords?" The moonlight on the lake was dim, and the young master in white murmured to himself, with a vague tone, "Abandoning the sea of ​​divine swords and choosing to forge mortal swords with gold is really courageous.

"The Canghai Sword Sect uses the divine sword "Canghai" as a weapon to protect the way, and it has the sword intention passed down from generation to generation.

The most outstanding true disciples of each generation will be protected by the Canghai Sword when they travel around the world.

The true legends of the past regarded it as a supreme honor, but this was not the case for these two people.

One is the former Heavenly Sword Xiao Baiji, and the other is Lu Yiyu.

"Hey! All the great courage is just blown away by the world.

Lu Yiyu shook his head disapprovingly, suddenly lowered his voice, and chuckled, "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, it's just that I don't take advantage of the divine sword."

"..." The Canghai Sword Sect disciples next to him couldn't help but look away.

He changed the topic: "Brother, you seem to be very unusual.

" When speaking, Lu Yiyu's eyes only contained pure curiosity, without any other emotions.

The young man in white was calm and calm: "I, Yan Wulun, am just an ordinary businessman.

"..." Yan Wulun, a well-known name among the upper echelons of Shengjing, did not attract attention. Lu Yiyu glanced up and down, his face full of suspicion, and the five characters "I believe in your evil" were written in his eyes.

Several other people next to him also looked surprised and disbelieving.

With this person's temperament, it would be somewhat believable to say that he is a noble man from a noble family or a free and famous person, but he cannot be associated with a businessman full of copper odor.

"Life is not easy..." The young man in white continued to smile and added, "I have no choice but to do some small business on weekdays to make a living.

"As he spoke, he sighed softly.

The moonlight seemed to dim in an instant, and the whining cold wind blew across the water. The original beautiful scenery seemed to be cast in a gloomy color in the blink of an eye, and the mood of the surrounding Canghai Sword Sect disciples unconsciously dropped.

Especially Yue Zhao, his eyes were red unknowingly, and all kinds of bitter memories came to mind in just a short moment.

This also made the way he looked at the young man in white particularly complicated.

Lu Yiyu's eyes also dimmed for a moment, and he felt inexplicably depressed.

In just a few breaths, he regained his clarity, and the relaxed and leisurely smile on his face faded unconsciously, replaced by a look of deep surprise.

He looked at the man in white with eyes filled with wonder.

...No matter how you look at it, this is a noble young man with no cultivation base at all, but his soul is so strong that even he was infected without knowing it. Could it be that he is gifted? The two began to talk, and the more they talked, the more enjoyable they became.

Canghai Sword Sect is the holy land in the world.

The disciples in the sect are all unique.

As a true successor, Lu Yiyu, although his painting style is different from others, his talent and temperament are indeed extraordinary, and his knowledge is even more impressive.

His sect is hidden in the countless mountains in Dongli, thousands of miles away from Shengjing, the capital of Dayong.

According to Lu Yiyu, they were originally training within the sect's sphere of influence. They came to Shengjing because they accepted the sect's training mission and came to track down a lawless demon.

As for who it was, they didn't say it, and Yan Weilou didn't ask, but they already had guesses in their minds.

·Crashing...the water flowed in waves, and the boat did not know how far it had sailed.

The further they went deeper into the Huaihe River, the brighter the surrounding firelight became. After turning through several complicated secret passages, several people on the boat were stunned for a moment, with shocked expressions on their faces.

There were many similar boats around, and they were full of people. I don’t know who made a exclamation.

In front of us is a lake with no edges as far as the eye can see.

Golden lotuses bloomed leisurely on the lake, and the lotus hearts shone with a little light.

Like a river full of lights.

In the center of the lake in the distance, surrounded by large golden lotuses, a magnificent city that never sleeps stands quietly.

Water mist rises all around, and the clouds are steaming like clouds. The white mist reflects the moonlight and reflects the shimmering light on the lake, making it like a fairyland on earth.

Amid the exclamations, the boat broke through the waves and passed through the curling white mist.

A faint aroma of wine floated across everyone's noses, touching everyone's heart and soul.

“It’s Jiuquan.

" Lu Yiyu suddenly sat upright and sniffed hard.

He was full of energy and his eyes were as bright as stars.

I saw that the lake below was clear and bright, with blue waves rippling in circles, and the aroma of wine emanated from it, filling the air with the mist.

The clouds and mist were rippling, the water waves were pushed away by the boats, and other boats came here one after another.

For a moment, everyone was enveloped in the faint aroma of wine.

Accompanied by the melodious singing faintly heard not far away, these people were already intoxicated, as if they were in a dream, before they entered Xiaoyao Tower.

The city that never sleeps shrouded in fog gradually becomes clear.

Suddenly, everything was quiet.

The laughter, singing, exclamations, and cheers all disappeared.

The sound of the wind stopped, and the bright lights lit up one after another from far to near. Thousands of lights illuminated half of the sky as if it were daytime.

Starting from the ferry, large and small boats are connected, paving a straight avenue on the lake. At the end of the avenue is a cruise ship with a flag fluttering.

Just a thin line away from that small boat.

The lights were bright, and a group of people walked out on the deck.

"Welcome to the host!" Everyone said in unison, looking respectfully at the boat in front of them.

"This is really...unexpected.

"The young master who was sitting quietly in the corner of the boat was startled, and he had to raise his head and smile helplessly.

“Then, Brother Lu and everyone else, let’s leave it alone for now.

" He stood up, said hello, and walked out of the boat facing the shocked and surprised eyes of countless people, and stepped onto the avenue connected by countless ships.

Looking at the grand scene in front of him, a strange color flashed across his eyes.

Chapter 7 Xiaoyao Ke (3) "That's the owner of Xiaoyao Building? Am I right?" "I heard that this person built Xiaoyao Building from scratch, but I didn't expect that he was such a young man!"