The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Just as the awning boat was approaching, the children, who were originally frightened, suddenly widened their eyes.

In their sight, a blurry shadow suddenly blew across the originally dark sky, like an invisible wind that came suddenly and flipped into the awning boat in an instant.

The children suddenly screamed in fright, almost thinking they were going to hit a ghost.

The next moment, the wind suddenly stopped.

A young and handsome face appeared in their eyes under the small light in the cabin, and the screams immediately stopped, replaced by a series of strange children's words.

"Big brother, who are you?" "Big brother, how did you fly up here? Are you also a god? Are you more powerful than He Bo? Can you take us home?" "Then shall we worship Big Brother from now on? , No need to worship He Bo?" As for why their attitudes changed so quickly? ——Of course the big brother who looks so good-looking cannot be a ghost, he can only be a god! The world of a little (looking) child (face) is so simple! Yan Weilou put a finger to his lips, made a quiet gesture to the children, and then chuckled: "Don't worry, big brother needs to catch a few ghosts hiding here first.

"As he spoke, his body twisted, like a wisp of smoke suddenly interrupted.

When his eyes followed him, the young man was already standing lightly on the top of the boat. He raised his hand and drew out the scimitar from his waist, and waved it gently towards the dark and cold river below.

Wow! ! ! The calm river surface suddenly stirred up waves several feet high, and the extremely sharp sword light split the river water.

The images of several people were like water fish that had been blown up by gunpowder. They suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water. Their bodies swayed, and after they dodged the light of the sword in embarrassment, they used Qinggong to fly away in all directions.

But before he could escape a few steps, another figure arrived behind him. He took a few steps in mid-air and then came up behind the person in an instant. He slapped him away with a palm and threw him straight to the shore. Blood splashed everywhere. .

Yan Weilou did not stop, and then chased after the second person, and the third person... In just a few breaths, he captured all four people, severely injured them all, and simply and roughly threw them to the river bank.

Four people lay in a row, unable to move.

With his cultivation level that has now penetrated into the second level of Ning Zhen Realm, he will naturally be able to deal with these guys who have not yet opened the bridge between heaven and earth, and whose cultivation level is only as heavy as the shackles of earth, and no one will be spared.

After docking the awning boat, Yan Weilou put all the children on the boat down: "You guys stay in Xiaoye Village for now, and I will take you home when I come back.

" Leaving behind a word, he tied the four people into a string of rice dumplings. Then he picked up the rope and pulled his wrist. The string of "rice dumplings" immediately flew through an arc in the air and fell into the crow with a scream. In the tented boat.

Yan Weilou tapped his toes, rose into the air, and then landed on the bow of the ship.

His robe sleeves paused, his true energy burst out, and a strong wind immediately surged around him.

The children on the shore stared blankly at the fairy-like big brother driving the awning boat and slowly disappearing into the darkness.

The river was turbulent, and the awning boat kept going eastward along the river.

In the awning boat, Yan Weilou interrogated the four people one by one: "Names...forget it, names are not necessary.

Tell me your identity, origin, purpose... what is your relationship with 'He Bo'? " He had discovered before that it was these people who were lurking in the water and driving the awning boat silently all the way to ensure that the children reached their destination.

In the eyes of the ignorant villagers, it was probably He Bo who was exerting his strength.

Facing Yan Weilou's inquiry, several people gritted their teeth and remained silent.

A chuckle resounded in the cabin, and the bright sword suddenly flashed, and the cold light illuminated the young man's cold, emotionless eyes.

Blood splattered out.

The body of the person on the far left was separated in the blink of an eye and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood splashed on the faces of several companions, but they did not even dare to blink.

This ruthlessness in killing people without hesitation scared the remaining three people, and they all trembled and surrendered without hesitation.

"Young hero, spare your life, I say, I say it all!" They scrambled for fear that they would be one step behind and follow in the footsteps of their companions.

"We are from Lianshanwu..." "Where is Lianshanwu?" "It's just a cottage.

At the end of the Daheng Mountains, on the border between Dayong and Dongli, is the territory of Lianshanwu - a famous local gang.

Yan Weilou frowned: "The end of the Daheng Mountains is a bit far from here, right?" "A few people were frightened by him and trembled again, fearing that he would do it again, and quickly explained: "Yes, that's what the young hero said.

But this is the place where the great master retreats..." "Every year at this time, the great master will retreat deep in the mountains. He will also send a few brothers to run errands. The thing to do is also very simple - send a boatload of children there at night. Send it back in a few days..." They told everything they knew in detail, "The place we are going to is the place where the master is retreating.

" Yan Weilou glanced at several people: "What else? What do you want these children to do? "No, that's all we know."

"In his eyes, these three extremely vicious gangsters huddled together like little chickens, shaking their heads desperately, "Except for knowing that the boss's surname is Xu, we really don't know anything else! Yan Weilou reached out and touched the handle of the knife: "Is there really only that much?" "The three of them nodded desperately again: "Really! It really couldn’t be truer! Because this job is simple and has the opportunity to meet the boss in person, the brothers regard this job as a good job, and people rush to it every year.

Young hero, this is our first time here too! "Seeing that they couldn't take anything out, Yan Weilou sheathed his sword and walked back to the bow. The three people in the cabin escaped death and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Along the way, these three people all acted enthusiastically in order to save their own lives.

Under Yan Weilou's full force, the awning boat traveled at a much higher speed than usual. Three more people rushed to guide it. Before midnight, the boat sailed through a hidden canyon and slowly arrived at a deep cave. forward.

The water mist is lingering, and the cave entrance is deep.

There are faint writings on the bluestones on both sides, but they can't be seen clearly at night.

The three gangsters looked even more excited than Yan Weilou, and they quickly pointed to the entrance of the cave in surprise: "This is it! The master is retreating here!" Yan Weilou stood up and looked towards the entrance of the cave, his eyes scanning the writings on the bluestones on both sides. , suddenly startled slightly.

·At the same time, in a secret room deep in the mountain, a man who looked to be in his early thirties was sitting quietly, and the majestic spiritual energy around him formed a whirlpool and surged towards him.

He was tall and although not handsome in appearance, he had a special temperament.

Wearing silk clothes, there is a sense of nobility in the gangster aura.

As the head of Lianshanwu, his appearance is truly top-notch among the gangsters.

Not long after, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" Xu Hui frowned, his face a bit puzzled, "I can't calm down during practice today, and I always feel like something is about to happen..." Practitioners are different from ordinary people. The higher the realm, the more effective the so-called whims, premonitions, intuitions, etc. are.

It is said that in ancient times, the ancient saints could even reach the state of "the most sincere way can be known in advance".

Therefore, Xu Hui couldn't help but feel upset at this time, and his expression became cautious.

He thought carefully about the possible problems.

There has been nothing major happening in Lianshanwu during this period, so this is where problems may arise.