The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Xu Hui squeezed out these words through his teeth.

"The ancestors passed down your portrait from generation to generation just to teach the younger generation to remember it and not to offend easily.

How dare you have the slightest thought of revenge? "...Portrait?" "Xiu Xinghan's eyelashes trembled.

... He already knows that Ayan has obtained the Great Treasure House, will the portrait be among them? When these Dayou remnants depict him, they will never beautify him in the slightest. They don't know how to ruin his image in front of Ayan! The killing intent in the air suddenly became thicker, like thick and sticky ink wrapping around Xu Hui's body, making him breathless.

Struggling hard, he reluctantly raised his head and looked at Su Xinghan, showing a sad smile: "The ancestors have paid the price for their mistakes. Now I am the only one left in my lineage. The priest still wants to chase me here. Is that right?" Do you want to eradicate it?" He obviously misunderstood the reason why Yan Weilou and the others came here.

Su Xinghan did not explain, only said: "I want the core fragment of Chaomu Sword, you know where it is.

" "……ha? "A weird smile appeared on Xu Hui's face, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and he had even forgotten his honorific, "You want it? Do you still want to recast the morning and evening sword? "The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the dense water vapor turned into water in the extremely cold temperature, and then condensed into ice. And this cold and biting sword of frost was held in the hand of the man in white, and the sharp edge of the sword reached Xu. Bright eyebrows.

"-Tell me where it is.

"A drop of blood rolled down from the center of his eyebrows. Xu Hui smiled almost uncontrollably, but his voice was full of sadness.

"Back then, in order to destroy Chao Mu, you did not hesitate to harm your own spirituality and destroy my Great You Dynasty.

Now, you want to take back the fragments of the divine sword from me, a descendant of Dayou, and reforge the morning and evening... This is so embarrassing! The world was destroyed by one sword. The world was destroyed, but the divine sword was reforged..." "Hahaha, the prisoner who once wanted to cut off his shackles even if he did not hesitate to destroy a country, now wants to put on the shackles again and imprison himself. , how ridiculous! "Since you don't want to take off these shackles, how innocent I am to destroy you..." The sword flashed in mid-air, and a line of icy cold light passed through Xu Hui's throat. It did not hurt his life, but it made him never again. Dare to continue.

“They are both shackles, but who holds the key is very different.

...You want to hold me hostage day and night? "If it were anyone else, they would inevitably sympathize with Xu Hui's crazy behavior, but Su Xinghan was indifferent, even a little confused, and he spoke seriously.

“Dayou can’t do it, and neither can anyone else.

” - But Ayan can.

The sword edge was still across Xu Hui's neck, and Su Xinghan continued to ask: "Which one is more important, your life or the fragments of the divine sword?" There was not much threat in his tone, it seemed that he was just It was just a simple multiple-choice question. His dark and pure eyes were cold and indifferent. It seemed that as long as Xu Hui made a choice, he would immediately execute it.

Xu Hui is not the kind of person who would risk his life for the sake of his integrity.

Just now, he thought that his life was in danger, and he was agitated and was in a state of ups and downs, so he became a little more reckless.

Now that he knew there was still hope of saving his life, of course he gave in immediately and chose to tell Chao Mu where the fragment was.

"I said, Lord Priest, I will tell you everything right now.

He said hurriedly, fearing that his life would be in danger if he spoke too late, "The fragments of the divine sword are at Lianshanwu, at the end of the Daheng Mountains."

"Tsk - the next moment, Xu Hui's eyebrows hurt.

An extremely overbearing cold light rushed into his spiritual platform, instantly wiping out most of his soul and body, leaving only a ray of remnant soul that reincarnated away.

His eyes widened in shock, and he fell to the ground unwillingly, with an unbelievable look still in his eyes.

Su Xinghan didn't feel guilty or guilty at all. He dismissed the ice sword in his hand and turned around to leave.

——Just now when this man was talking about revenge on Ayan in the future, he already said that there is no future! As soon as he turned around, a figure flew over and appeared in front of him.

Su Xinghan subconsciously put the right hand that had just held the sword back into his sleeve. His eyelashes trembled twice, like a child who had just done something bad and felt guilty.

"Mingguang, what are you..." Yan Weilou glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then shifted to Su Xinghan.

He frowned, and a sneer escaped from his lips: "Is this guy crazy again? Is he trying to do you harm? He just doesn't know how to live or die!" Su Xinghan, the poor little bullied person: "..." Yan Weilou asked with concern He said, "Mingguang, you're not hurt, are you?" Xiu Xinghan coughed guiltily: "No.

I killed him.

" Yan Weilou didn't care: "Good kill! Keeping him alive is irrelevant.

But now he seems to be deeply resentful towards you and me. It would be better to get rid of future troubles as soon as possible.

” Xu Hui’s death indeed did not cause any waves.

The villagers just regretted the loss of a coolie, but they would not blame Mr. Yan and his companions for this, who had been a great benefactor to the village. At most, they would only blame that man for his poor fortune.

Yan Weilou wouldn't even care.

In comparison, he was more concerned about the news brought back by Su Xinghan: "Lianshanwu? That seems to be a gang established by Xu Hui when he was the leader, and it should be one of the Three Mountains and Nine Villages.

He should have been massacred by Dujiuyou some time ago, right? "Chapter 122 Entering the game (20) In the Jianghu, in addition to openly suppressing the world's righteous sects and the secretly developing demon sects, the most numerous are green forest gangs of all sizes.

These green forest bandits are not welcomed by the righteous, nor accepted by the evil. They are even used by the fledgling righteous heroes to test their skills every once in a while, as a stepping stone for their rise in the world. They are simply ruthless reputation-boosting machines.

But they are like weeds that can never be burned out, and they are killed one after another.

Among the many green forest bandits, the Three Mountains and Nine Villages in the Daheng Mountains are notoriously difficult to deal with.

Because the Daheng Mountains are extremely vast, the forests are densely covered with miasma, and the mountain roads are difficult to travel.

Even if there are righteous heroes who are eager to help the public, those bandits will hide in the mountains. Just relying on the complex terrain of the Daheng Mountains, they can deal with them for several months and exhaust their patience.

Over time, they seem to have formed a tacit understanding with the righteous sects.

Every time a righteous young man came down from the mountains to travel the world, he would come here to kill and gain some reputation points, but eventually he had no choice but to leave; and the Three Mountains and Nine Villages only threw out some insignificant cannon fodder, and the real core forces were not damaged at all.

Lianshanwu is one of the Three Mountains and Nine Villages.

Although the lineage of the Dayu royal family hid in the mountains and hid their names, they always had the idea of ​​restoring the country.

Otherwise, they would not have set up a scam for many years and regarded the descendants of the former loyal ministers as tools to improve their Taoist qualifications.

Xu Hui grew up with this education since he was a child, and he was unwilling to live a mediocre life. Therefore, he left the mountains when he was 10 years old, and took a group of brothers to travel the world, and built Lianshanwu with his own hands, which had a resounding reputation in the green forest.

However, after the madness of Du Jiuyou, the celestial saint, the Three Mountains and Nine Villages have now become history.

If it weren't for the last time he fell into the hands of Yan Weilou and was forced to stay in the village, I'm afraid Xu Hui would have been buried with Lianshanwu.

In this case, he should thank Yan Weilou for letting him live a little longer.

Before, Su Xinghan only had a rough sense of the direction, but now he knew the exact whereabouts of the Chaomu fragment from Xu Hui, so the two of them did not plan to delay any longer. After saying goodbye to the villagers, they were about to set off.

"Wait, wait a minute!" The two stopped and looked back.

But it was the panting old village chief who caught up with them.

"Two gentlemen, wait a minute!" "Hmm?" Yan Weilou looked at him and smiled warmly: "Is there anything else, old man?"