The Demon Lord has too many aliases

He always felt that he seemed to know a lot of strange knowledge in the past.

Too lazy to go into details, Yan Weilou gave the four souls a simple and easy-to-remember title: "One, two, three, four, they happen to be the four souls. From now on, Wang Jian will call you Xiao, Mei, Xiao, Xiao..." He decided on the title without accepting any objection, his eyes rolled over the four souls, and he began to think about what he could do with them.

Even if he has no memory now, Su Xinghan's instillation of common sense during this period is not useless.

At least Yan Weilou has a clear understanding of the cultivation levels in the vast land of China, and has long discovered his own cultivation level.

And these four souls are also four heavenly beings.

I wonder if it was because Yan Weilou rescued them and brought them here together. He seemed to have established some kind of connection with these four souls.

Yan Weilou could sense that if he wanted to, he could easily inflict heavy damage on them with just a thought.

The saints of gods and humans are reborn in flesh and blood, and their souls are immortal.

No matter how weak they are now, they will be able to recover sooner or later.

By then, there will be four heavenly thugs! ...With this luxurious lineup, no matter how you think about it, he has made a lot of money! With a wave of his hand, he took back a few souls and re-entered the state of accumulation. Yan Weilou fell into deep thought and had already begun to think about "a hundred ways of using the tool man."

The four tool men he ordered: "..." After visiting "his" temple on a whim, Yan Weilou found Su Xinghan: "Can you take me out for a while? I want to see if you can Remember something.

"...According to Su Xinghan's statement, he suddenly appeared in front of him on the night of the Yuan Festival.

Before that, the last time the two met was countless years ago, in the legendary ancient times.

After such a long separation, Yan Weilou himself didn't know what happened in the middle, but he suddenly reappeared in front of Su Xinghan, still with a shrunken appearance... No matter how you think about it, this is not an ordinary thing.

In fact, Yan Weilou didn't expect to regain any memory by walking around the street twice, but he was just treating a dead horse as a living horse.

Obviously, if he had lived in Youdu in the past, he would not have waited until now to meet Su Xinghan.

The main reason was that he was tired of staying in the Yuan Sacrifice Temple.

The feeling of being empty all the time was uncomfortable, and he desperately wanted to fill it with something.

Hearing him take the initiative to speak, Su Xinghan's eyes lit up and he immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay.

"The two of them cleaned up casually and went out.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of Dayou. Many small problems have accumulated and have become chronic diseases that cannot be solved. Three years ago, several small vassal states attempted to break away from Dayou and establish their own states. Locally, There are also many big aristocratic families that have been passed down for hundreds of years and are dominated by one family, and they refuse to obey the orders of the imperial court... There are obvious signs of a decline from prosperity to decline.

However, the high-end combat power of the Dayou Dynasty is extraordinary, even better than the three holy places. Not only are there three heavenly beings, but there is also the Chaomu Sword, which is said to suppress the dragon vein of a country and destroy a country without a sword. Therefore, Dayou Tianxia still seems to be as stable as Mount Tai.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Great Youwang Capital is probably one of the most peaceful cities in the world today. The only cities that can be compared with it are probably the cities near the mountain gate of the three righteous holy places, but the latter is far less prosperous than the former. .

The two passed through the crowd, their auras low-key and restrained, not attracting the slightest attention from others.

There are rows of buildings on both sides of the street, and in front of various bustling shops, there are also various colorful lanterns, sacrificial supplies, and even Nuo dance masks that have not been removed because the Yuan Festival has not passed for a long time.

Because it was approaching evening, the streets were full of lights and the atmosphere of the market was coming.

Yan Weilou's eyes swept around silently, and there was an illusion of strangeness but familiarity in the trance.

It seemed as if he had really lived here for a long time, but the layout of the surrounding buildings seemed so unfamiliar to him.

"Xingxing, I want this!" "...and this one is also good.

"Well, I also want this."

" Yan Weilou was not embarrassed at all when his body turned into a child's. On the contrary, he seemed to be much more childish in his mind.

He pulled Su Xinghan's sleeve and played with it while walking, always with a bright smile on his face.

To those observing in secret, it seemed too harmless.

While tugging on Su Xinghan's sleeve, Yan Weilou slightly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes sparkling.

To outsiders, it looks like the younger brother is acting coquettishly with his older brother.

How could Su Xinghan resist such an offensive? It was the first time that he saw such a novel side of Yan Weilou. He was like a foolish king who was bewitched by a demon concubine, buying and buying like crazy all the way, buying whatever Yan Weilou liked.

“Well, that’s enough.

" Yan Weilou casually took the mask he bought from the stall next to him and put it on his face.

The left half looks like a demon, and the right half looks like an immortal or a god.

The black and gold mask covered his face, covering the too bright smile on his lips, but revealing an unspeakable mystery.

He chuckled softly.

“If you continue like this, I’m afraid that your family’s wealth will be exhausted.

"Xu Xinghan shook his head: "Don't be afraid, it will be enough for another hundred years. If it is not enough, I will go to the royal family to get it.

” What he said was justified and justified.

Even Yan Weilou was silent for a moment.

The two of them walked and talked like this. In fact, it was all nonsense that they usually thought was a waste of time, but they were completely unaware of it at this time.

He didn't find these nonsense boring, but he was full of interest, chatting very speculatively, and his tone was full of joy.

After they walked into the private room of the restaurant together and made sure that the soundproofing array was turned on, Yan Weilou glanced casually in the direction he came from: "...who was with us before?" He sat back lazily. On the chair, there was a subtle arc on the corner of his lips: "Are you from the Dayou royal family?" Su Xinghan nodded, with a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

“I have long said that they are not allowed to spy on their whereabouts.

There was a slight chill in his tone, "It seems that some people didn't take my words to heart."

” Especially this time it involves Yan Weilou, which makes Su Xinghan even more angry.

If he didn't want to affect the mood of the two of them just now, he would have settled accounts with the other party.

"Don't take this little thing to heart..." Although he didn't have a single memory of Xu Xinghan, Yan Weilou was inexplicably not wary of this person, and was unexpectedly relaxed around him.

He slowly tasted a piece of pastry and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Seeing that Su Xinghan was still angry, he reached out and picked up another piece, leaned forward, and quickly stuffed the snow-white pastry into Su Xinghan's mouth.

His tone was like coaxing a child: "Okay, don't be angry.

Try it, it tastes good.

"Xu Xinghan opened his mouth slightly, and a piece of soft pastry was stuffed into his mouth unexpectedly.

He stayed for a second and subconsciously rolled his tongue out. While the sweet smell of pastry spread from the tip of his tongue, he seemed to have licked something... The roots of his ears suddenly turned red.

After realizing what happened, Su Xinghan's expression became even more confused. He subconsciously tilted his head and looked at Yan Weilou, his cheeks slightly bulging with the pastries in his mouth. His eyes were still a little dazed, and he no longer showed any trace of his usual indifference.

Yan Weilou looked at his appearance, subconsciously stretched out his wet finger, poked his bulging cheek, and immediately smiled and curled his eyebrows.

...On the way back, Su Xinghan felt a little sulky.

He thought that Yan Weilou looked much smaller than him now, so he should be "bullied" by the other party, but he didn't expect that it was him who was "teased".

This made Xiu Xinghan feel a little unsatisfied and depressed.