The Demon Lord has too many aliases

The moon rises and sets, and the sky becomes dark.

After leaving the last city, Yukong flew for half a day. Most of the true energy in the Dantian Qi sea was consumed. The sky in the distance was blackened bit by bit. Yan Weilou observed it in mid-air, and then looked towards the ground not far away. Flying away to a place where the fire was faintly flickering.

It's time to find a place to rest for the night.

At this time, a small village hidden in the mountains gradually appeared in his sight. As the distance got closer, it became clearer - surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water on one side.

The only connection to the outside world is a rushing river between the mountain roads.

This is an extremely closed village.

In the center of the village, gongs and drums were beating, firecrackers continued, and the huge fire lit up the night. Many people continued to gather there, making it very lively.

Xiaoye Village is an inconspicuous and isolated village in the northwest mountainous area of ​​Yuzhou. Due to the numerous nearby mountains, difficult roads, and entrenched wild animals, it is very inconvenient to communicate with the outside world.

Fortunately, there is a very special river that passes through the mountains. There are many fish and shrimps in the river, and the water is sweet. In addition to Xiaoye Village, there are seven or eight villages scattered in the mountains along this river, with thousands of people combined, all relying on The river provides endless supplies of fish.

Therefore, everyone named this river Yuanhe, which means the source of nurturing everyone.

They worship Hebo, the source of the river, from generation to generation, and are grateful for Hebo's blessing. They regard the annual sacrifice to Hebo as the top priority of the village.

This day is the day of sacrifice in Xiaoye Village.

No one noticed that in the starless and moonless sky, a dark shadow passed by. It was like a feather or a fallen leaf, coming suddenly along with the cold winter wind.

In front of the ancestral hall in Xiaoye Village, there were bonfires. In the isolated open space, an old lady dressed as a goddess stood out from the crowd.

Just as she was about to step forward, her eyes suddenly flashed. Someone fell from the sky and landed right in the middle of the open space.

——Someone fell from the sky.

The villagers who were beating gongs and drums and cheering were all dumbfounded and bewildered as they looked at the man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the open space.

This is a very young and outstanding boy.

He looked to be no more than six or seven years old, his facial features were extremely handsome, and he had an intimidating demeanor as he looked around.

Although they were only dressed in jet black robes, every inch of fabric on their bodies could be seen as extraordinary even if these villagers had little contact with the outside world.

After a moment of silence in the field, the goddess, who also had her mouth wide open, immediately reacted, pointed at the young man and shouted in surprise: "It's the divine envoy! This must be the divine envoy sent by Hebo to commend us for our dedicated service!" As she said that, she shouted loudly: "I have seen the divine envoy!" So the villagers all knelt down one by one and paid homage. Everyone looked ecstatic: "The divine envoy! The divine envoy! I have seen the divine envoy!" Watching The fanatical and almost bizarre scene in front of him, Yan Wei, who just came to stay for one night, couldn't help but have questions on his head and curses in his heart.

...How can it be the same as that cult organization of Tianzong! Could it be that he has passed through Yuzhou and entered Beiyuan? Of course Yan Weilou also knew that as long as he didn't have Lu Chi, he would still be in Yuzhou.

I can only say that the people in this village are too weird.

Thinking of this, he rarely became curious. He looked around, shook his head and explained: "You have misunderstood, I am not the divine envoy you call me, I am just a practitioner passing by.

"No one believed this, but they still shouted the name of "God's Envoy", each one more respectful than the other.

Xiaoye Village is located in a remote area and the information is lagging behind.

Many people may have never gone out in their lives. Even if some young people occasionally go out of the village and visit nearby small villages, the warriors with the highest cultivation level they see are only in the Shackles realm.

In the eyes of these people, an Insight Realm warrior like Yan Weilou who can fly in the air is indeed no different from a god.

Yan Weilou explained for a long time, and finally the villagers believed him and regarded him as an ordinary traveler passing by to stay overnight.

The timing of Yan Weilou's arrival was unlucky, as the village was about to offer sacrifices to He Bo.

The seemingly prestigious goddess and a few old people in the village gathered together and whispered a few words, then called a little girl from the village and asked the little girl to lead Yan Weilou to stay overnight.

The girl was only seven or eight years old. She was wearing a brand-new red coat and her black hair was tied into a bun. She was fair and cute, but her face had no color, her figure was weak, and she seemed to have insufficient energy and blood.

After being called over, she was not afraid of strangers at all and only showed a cute smile towards Yan Weilou.

"Brother, come with me, grandma has already made arrangements!" She greeted Yan Weilou generously, and she trotted all the way, leading the way for Yan Weilou, "There are a few strange brothers and sisters who have already moved in.

Hearing this, Yan Weilou was a little surprised: "Are there anyone else from outside?" "The little girl's cheeks puffed up and she nodded: "Yes, they said he was a disciple of the Sword Sect, and the elder brother who led him could catch a lot of fish..." Yan Weilou: "? ? ? "The little girl's words were a little confusing and not completely fluent.

From her few words, Yan Weilou heard that besides him, two men and one woman had arrived here a few days ago.

It was the village goddess, Grandma Li, the little girl's grandmother, who specially made a vacant yard for them to live in.

As for this little girl, her name is Manman.

Yan Weilou did not deliberately conceal the sound of his footsteps. As soon as he arrived in front of the courtyard, the people inside heard the movement, but saw the small wooden door creaking open, and a person came out.

Manman immediately shouted: "This is the big brother who is good at fishing.

“I am not only good at fishing, but also good at catching children.

"When the visitor heard her childlike words, he smiled, picked up the little girl, and teased her a few words.

This man was dressed in brocade clothes and had a handsome appearance. The long sword at his waist reflected golden light in the firelight.

It turned out to be an acquaintance that Yan Weilou had known for a long time.

The two met each other, but the man still had no reaction. Yan Weilou raised his eyebrows: "Lu Yiyu?!" Lu Yiyu was surprised: "Do you know me?" As he said that, he looked at the young man in front of him curiously, His eyes carefully scanned the person from head to toe, and finally he shook his head in confusion: "I'm sure we have never met before.

Otherwise, I will never forget your appearance and demeanor, little brother.

" Yan Weilou smiled.

It was Yan Wulun, the owner of Xiaoyao Building, who met Lu Yiyu at first. As for him himself, of course the other party didn't know him.

He calmly stretched out his hand and pointed at the sword on the opponent's waist, with a smile on his face: "It's true that we have never seen each other before.

But as long as this sword is there, who in the world will not recognize you? " Lu Yiyu couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter was not without pride. He laughed at himself: "Well said! With such precious gold, I’m afraid I’m the only fool in the world who would be willing to use it to make a sword! It's really easy to recognize.

" Yan Weilou said: "But only Brother Lu dares to wear such an expensive sword.

"Gold is precious, and a sword-making master is even more difficult to find. Although there are not many people in the world who can make such a sword with precious gold, Lu Yiyu is definitely not the only one.

However, none of those people dared to carry so much wealth with them directly like him.

This golden sword is the triple symbol of status, strength, and wealth.

Lu Yiyu nodded in agreement, feeling that this little brother sounded really nice.

He stretched out his hand and quickly and enthusiastically invited Yan Weilou in.

Manman also jumped into the yard. Calling "sister", she opened one of the doors and got in. A corner of the bed curtain appeared vaguely in the crack of the door.