The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Xiao Wuyi looked at the two people in front of him, especially the dark iron chains between their wrists, with an extremely frustrated expression.

After a long while, he finally said seriously: "I'm sorry, Brother Xu, I've caused you trouble in this matter.

"As for Xie Qi, who is a stranger but is implicated? I'm sorry, they people in the devil's path have no conscience.

"I have never said before that Xiao is exactly the name I once gave up.

The name I now use when traveling around the world is - Xiao Wuyi.

"Xiao, Xiao Wuyi!" Xiao Wuyi, the young master of Beidou Demon Palace? ! "Xie Qi screamed.

Xiao Wuyi did not deny: “It’s me.

" He looked straight at Yan Weilou, obviously not explaining to Xie Qi.

"Then, then Zhao Zhongzhi..." "He is the last bloodline of the Annan Zhao family.

"With that said, Xiao Wuyi explained the cause and effect.

Of course, he ignored those old things in the past, and did not mention the bloodline of heavenly beings. He only said: "...Originally this was a personal grudge between me and Zhao Chongzhi. I didn't expect that he would discover the correspondence between me and Brother Xu. This That’s why today’s episode happened.

" At this point, he sneered.

Then he thought that he had rarely shown kindness in many years, but instead implicated others for nothing, and he looked very bad.

Xie Qi looked at this and that, and his head finally started to work: "So, that person named Zhao wanted to arrest him because of you.

"He pointed at Xiao Wuyi and then at Yan Wei Tower.

"...And because of arresting you, you also arrested me?" He is the most innocent person.

The frustration and grievance on Xie Qi's face almost overflowed.

Xiao Wuyi was too lazy to respond, without any hint of guilt, and just said to Yan Weilou: "I can't help Brother Xu.

"I understand. Thank you Brother Xiao for clarifying my doubts."

" After realizing that he was simply the victim of Xiao Wuyi's unreasonable disaster, Yan Weilou just smiled, looking open-minded and open-minded.

Xiao Wuyi was a little surprised.

Yan Weilou found a place to spread the king's straw and sat down comfortably. Then he asked casually: "Otherwise, could it be that I would resent Brother Xiao because of this, and would have all kinds of unwillingness, anger, hatred, and resentment?" A drama about being blackened on the spot makes Zhao Zhongzhi happy to watch a good show?" Although he didn't understand what he meant by being blackened, he could probably guess its meaning. Xiao Wuyi was startled and then suddenly realized: "Yes. Yes, this is probably his purpose.

Unexpectedly, Brother Xu figured out Zhao Chongzhi's nature in a short period of time.

"Isn't it?" Xie Qi, who was often ignored, spoke up unwillingly, "Just to sow discord and make you unhappy, this guy went through all the trouble to tie us here?" He is sick! " "In this world, there are always some people who take pleasure in the pain of others.

Broken dreams, frustrated expectations, turning hope into despair, turning good people into darkness and depravity... This is what this kind of people like the most about the king.

"As he spoke, Yan Weilou randomly took out a few pieces of king grass and flexibly made a grasshopper. A faint smile twitched at the corner of his lips: "Perhaps in his opinion, a bereaved dog like 'Xu Yuan' should not be able to live a happy life. So beautiful, right? " He spat out his fingers with a little force and crushed the living grasshopper into pieces. The young man's lowered eyes were as deep as a deep pool.

Chapter 61 Returning (15) The facts are just as Yan Weilou said.

Zhao Zhongzhi was already very ambitious, secretly developing the Blood Refining Sect, and had been dormant for several years without anyone noticing. Now he has destroyed a chess piece that was originally buried in Xishan County, and went to great lengths to "invite" Yan Weilou over. Naturally, it is not for the sake of truth. to make friends with him.

Zhao Chongzhi just wanted to see his pain.

——The whole family is extinct and living under the fence. It is rare to meet a kind person and a person who is willing to run for the Xu family. Unexpectedly, it is the young master of the Beidou Demon Palace. After escaping from the crisis of annihilation, it is rare to have a glimmer of life and hope, but in the blink of an eye, Becoming a prisoner of the rank and file, one's life cannot be saved.

And all of this was brought about by Xiao Wuyi.

How could such an ups and downs be endured by a wealthy young man who had never been tempered? Once the life and death crisis continues to approach, sooner or later his mentality will collapse.

There is no way to deal with the enemy who destroyed the family, nor can he do anything to Zhao Zhongzhi. The only thing he can do is to vent his anger on Xiao Wuyi, pouring all his anger, resentment, fear, and unwillingness on him! And this is what Zhao Chongzhi wants to see.

He wants to make this innocent young man who never changes his smile even if he encounters the tragic disaster of destroying his family give up his persistence and completely degenerate; let Xiao Wuyi, who still has some unrealistic delusions even though he is in the devil's path, recognize the reality and be affected by his temporary The backlash of a soft heart; good intentions will not be rewarded, and perseverance will rarely bring positive results.

And appreciating this kind of drama of disillusionment, shattered persistence, distorted beliefs and even the dust of the Taoist heart is Zhao Chongzhi's greatest pleasure.

He was very satisfied with Xiao Wuyi's performance not long ago.

However, Yan Weilou's reaction was far beyond his expectation.

When he was suddenly caught and brought to a certain demon sect, he was not nervous or scared, he was as calm as if he had returned home. Within a few days, he was clearly hinted that he was about to be buried with Xiao Wuyi, but he was not resentful, resentful, angry or annoyed, and he was in a good mood. Made a bunch of knickknacks out of king grass.

It seems that even if the swords and axes are applied to him, it will be difficult to destroy the freedom and calmness in him.

The heart is like a stone, it never wavers.

This is the type of people Zhao Chongzhi hates the most.

Deep in the underground palace, in another dark room not far from the dungeon where several people were imprisoned, everything in the dungeon could be clearly seen through a small door on the wall.

A handsome young man in Tsing Yi sat high on the king's grass pile, with a leisurely posture, weaving a grass rabbit with great interest, and saying something from time to time; Xie Qi, who was originally walking around anxiously and fearfully, was unknowingly infected , and gradually sat down calmly, watching him attentively as he knitted rabbits, and occasionally asked a few questions; Xiao Wuyi, who had always had a cold face and lowered his head before, did not know when he showed a faint smile and stared at Seeing this scene, it seemed that the anger in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Seeing that Yan Weilou was so Buddhist and had also turned the other two into Buddhist saltwater, Zhao Zhongzhi, who was sitting in the dark room, fixed his eyes on Yan Weilou, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his expression almost distorted.

"It shouldn't be like this..." He murmured, anger welling up in his heart for no reason, and he punched the wall next to him.

"Bang!" Without using his true energy, he hit the wall with this punch. Blood spurted out and stained his fingers red, and a sharp pain came from his knuckles.

"Sect Master, why are you doing this!" On the other side of the dark room, a man walked in swaggeringly.

He still looks young, but his hair is half gray, and his appearance is pretty, but there is something strange about him.

A dusty robe was mixed with various medicinal aromas, and it smelled bitter.

This person's name is Qu Fang, and he is the only person in the Blood Refining Sect who dares to speak to Zhao Zhongzhi in this tone without the other party getting angry.

Because he is the only alchemist of the Blood Refining Sect, he is related to Zhao Chongzhi's grand plan.

As soon as he walked in and saw the harmonious and beautiful scene in the dungeon, Qu Fang understood the reason for Zhao Chongzhi's sudden anger.

He clicked his tongue twice and shook his head. He really didn't understand what was so interesting about Zhao Chongzhi's perverted and boring hobby.

However, Qu Fang is not a nosy person, and his sudden arrival was for business: "Sect Master, all the materials are ready, and the blood refining pool can be activated at any time.

Now there is only one last big medicine left.

" At this point, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Wuyi, who was not far away. His eyes were shining, and the dead man's face was full of eager smiles: " Use living people as medicine to refine blood pills... Hehe, I have already thought about this idea. After years of perfecting the soil, this is the first time I’ve really tried it! "