Chapter 102： Demon Lord (10)

When Yan Juefei woke up again, the carriage had entered a small town.

It was getting dark, Liang Yu and the others found an inn and asked for two upper rooms to live in, ready to take a bath and rest after eating something early.

While Liang Yu was going downstairs, Yan Juefei intercepted a pigeon at the window and took off the scroll on his feet. It was the news from the Cangshan faction. Sure enough, as Liang Yu said, the eight major factions are now rushing to Wanjian Villa.

The head of Cangshan asked him again whether he had found the secret of the Tianyin Sect and the next step of the devil's plan. Yan Juefei put the paper on the candle and burned it after reading it.

When it was almost time for Hai, the two of them turned off the lights and went to bed.

After half a year, Yan Juefei once again slept in the same bed with him. His emotions were tumbling, and he didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or something else, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

"The devil, the devil, are you asleep?" Yan Juefei opened his eyes and closed them for a while, then leaned on Liang Yu in the dark and asked in a low voice.

Liang Yu closed his eyes and ignored him.

"I can't sleep, talk to me with you." Yan Juefei didn't believe that he could fall asleep, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Liang Yu. "The devil, don't pretend to be asleep!"

Liang Yu opened his eyes and said sadly, "Since Madam is so boring, why don't we do something else?"

After he finished speaking, he rolled over and pressed him.

After being tossed into the middle of the night and finally had to cry and beg for mercy, Yan Juefei finally began to regret it, why did he want to provoke him so cheaply?

The next day, Yan Juefei stared at Liang Yu with resentful eyes along the way.

Liang Yu didn't look at him, just grinned at the corners of his mouth, watching boredly with the scroll in his hand. Yan Juefei looked at him, but felt that he was not really angry.

"You let me know the plan, and you took me down the mountain, aren't you afraid that I told the Cangshan faction in advance?" Compared with before, the two of them had broken the ice, but sometimes Yan Juefei couldn't understand this person's mind.

But he was much bolder than before, and he couldn't help but ask his doubts.

Liang Yu glanced at him sideways, "What if you sue the world? Isn't it easy to take the leader of the alliance from those old men?"

Hearing his arrogant tone, Yan Juefei didn't know whether to complain or kneel.

But looking at the confidence and domineering radiating from his eyebrows, he couldn't help but show some admiration in his heart, thinking that if he was a decent person without those evil spirits, what kind of young talent would be amazing.

"Double fists are hard to beat with four hands. Heroes can't stand the crowd. If you really anger the eight factions and attack them in groups, no matter how powerful you are, you may not be able to take advantage." Yan Juefei frowned slightly and couldn't bear it. Stay refuted.

Hearing this, Liang Yu put down the book and looked at him with his lips hooked: "Why, is Madam worried about being a husband?"

Yan Juefei's expression froze, and he glared at him: "Who cares about you? I just think that it would be sad if your generation of demons were killed by ten thousand swords. This demon of yours can only be taken by me. ."

Liang Yu raised his brows slightly, but stopped talking.

The group of people rushed for nearly ten days and came to a county called Yunzhou.

Compared with the small town he passed by before, Yunzhou was much more prosperous. In addition to the rainy days, Liang Yu proposed to stay here for a few more days, and Yan Juefei agreed.

Yunzhou happened to have a hall of the Tianyin Sect, and the next day Liang Yu went with the second guardian to deal with the matter.

Only then did Yan Juefei find the time, left the others, went to the east of the city alone, and flew into an old house.

This mansion, which used to be surrounded by trees and trees, winding paths, and flowers, is now desolate. The entire house is wrapped in trees and weeds taller than a human head, as if it had become a haunted house.

The gloomy wind blows, and the eyes are full of sadness.

"Father, mother, I'm back." Yan Juefei's face was full of grief. He walked through the overgrown courtyard with cold hands and feet until he walked into the ancestral hall, where dozens of tablets were placed, headed by his parents.

When he came to his parents' tablet, Yan Juefei knelt down with a puff, tears streaming down his face.

"Father, mother, you don't have to wait too long, very soon, I will be able to avenge you soon" Yan Juefei raised his head, but there were no more tears on his face, his eyes were just flooded with hatred and pain: "I will Destroy the demon sect, and personally kill the devil to avenge you!"

In the empty ancestral hall, his sonorous words echoed over and over again.

Yan Juefei bowed thrice, no longer nostalgic, got up and left.

This is the only time he has returned to Yan Mansion for so many years, and the last time, this sad and desperate place, he does not want to set foot in in the future.

After returning to the inn, Yan Juefei restrained all his sadness.

Just feeling a little down.

When Liang Yu and his subordinates came back, they still didn't get better. Yan Juefei was afraid that he would reveal too much emotion, so he had to divert the topic: "Why does the leader Liang want to **** the leader of the martial arts alliance, does it mean that he wants to rule the rivers and lakes?"

When Liang Yu saw him holding a pot and pouring wine for himself, he couldn't help thinking of what happened last time.

Yan Juefei saw that he was hesitant, and laughed mockingly: "Why, are you afraid that I will be poisoned?"

Liang Yu glanced at him, picked up the cup and drank it.

"All previous martial arts leaders can take charge of the Zhenshan Treasure Dragon Sword of Wanjian Villa, and I am looking for a sword that is in hand." Liang Yu said and put down the cup in his hand.

Yan Juefei was dumbfounded, just for a sword?

Seeing that he was worried, Liang Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, Madam is worried that I won't be able to win? Don't worry, those old guys are not my opponents."

Liang Yu's face was bound to win, and he reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Yan Juefei lowered his head and said nothing.

After more than ten days, the group finally arrived in Changfeng County, ready to live in a small town five miles away from Wanjian Villa. Now that the martial arts conference is imminent, the entire town is full of martial arts people with weapons.

In order to maintain a distinctive look, Liang Yu made several people wear black hats when they entered the town, and with the arrogance that was deliberately cast, they were very eye-catching when they walked on the road.

As soon as I entered the inn, I heard people in the lobby talking about the martial arts conference, and also talking about the plan to kill the demon after the conference.

As soon as the four of them entered, they were attracted.

Liang Yu glanced slowly through the black gauze curtain, and chose an empty table in the lobby to sit down. The decent people who had been spitting out of their mouths suddenly became quiet at this moment.

The four men with big knives hanging from their waists sitting at the table next to Liang Yu stared at Liang Yu hard, but the black veil couldn't see the real thing, so he could not help but slash, and scolded crookedly in his mouth: "Fake it. ."

Yan Juefei sat quietly, his eyes looking around through the black veil, but he didn't see anyone he was familiar with. He thought that these were just ordinary gangsters who came to watch the fun.

"I heard that this conference is intended to elect a brand-new martial arts leader, and also to pave the way for the future plan to slaughter demons. The demon sect has already been laid out, and with my decent eyeliner, won't I be able to capture the demon head by hand?" A few people next door The big man drank high, wiped his face and shouted loudly.

"I know the eyeliner you're talking about, is that the Cangshan sect disciple Yan Shaoxia who married the devil?" Another man with a thick neck laughed and said, "It's really hard for Yan Shaoxia, as a decent disciple But to commit to the devil"

"Those who make big things don't care about the details! As long as you kill the devil, Yan Shaoxia will be the light of martial arts. What is this sacrifice?"

The two sang and sang together, and the spittle stars flew straight.

At this time, Xiao Er had already served the wine and food, and Liang Yu was eating slowly, listening to Jianghu people bragging about spanking. Although the conference hadn't started yet, they seemed to be dying in their mouths.

Yan Juefei became nervous when he heard what the person beside him said.

Even the two guards couldn't help but look at Yan Juefei.

Liang Yu didn't seem to hear, just took a few sips from the wine glass.

Yan Juefei couldn't see his face through the black gauze, but he felt anxious in his heart. He waited until he went up to the second floor and took off the cap on his head, and Yan Juefei couldn't help but ask: "The person downstairs just now. If so, why don't you ask me anything?"

Liang Yu looked at him up and down, and asked with a smile, "Okay, let me ask you, are you a fine work of the Cangshan School?"

Yan Juefei was asked directly by him, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I don't believe that you really know **** your husband." Liang Yu took off his cloak and hung it up. He turned his head and saw that he was still standing there. He hooked his lips and put his palm on Yan Juefei's cheek. : "You're going to kill me, but there won't be another one. Where can you find a perfect and handsome husband like me? You say yes, ma'am."

In normal times, Yan Juefei would have to call him shameless in his heart, but at this moment, Yan Juefei's heart trembled.

The phrase swayed over and over in my head, kill it, and it's gone

"Don't think about it, go to bed early after a long day." Liang Yu pushed him to bed, Yan Juefei let him hug him, but his mind flew out of the sky.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, there were two night birds chirping outside the window.

Yan Juefei woke up instantly, glanced at Liang Yu next to him, made sure that he was fast asleep before getting out of bed, and disappeared from the window in a flash.

In the dark night, a white shadow flashed, and Yan Juefei chased the white shadow over several buildings, and finally came to an arch bridge in the center of the town.

At this time, except for the sound of clappers in the distance, there was almost a dead silence.

"Senior Brother Chu, do you have something to do with me in the middle of the night?" After ten years of dating, Yan Juefei recognized it just by looking back, and frowned after thinking about it, "But does Master have other orders?"

"Junior brother, how are you doing these days?" Chu Yuan didn't answer, just hugged him excitedly and saw him clearly through the full moon in the sky. "Seeing you appear today, you really want to meet you in person"

When Yan Juefei was hugged by him, his entire body was stiff.

He gently pushed Chu Yuan away, turned his head to look at the river bank in the distance, "I'm fine, you were seriously injured when you left, how are you now?"

"I've recovered a long time ago." Chu Yuan finally realized that something was wrong with him, pulled him over his shoulder, and forced him to ask, "I wrote to you several times, asking you to run down the mountain, why don't you listen to me?"

"Senior Brother Chu" Yan Juefei looked at the anxiety in his eyes, but looked away with some guilty conscience.

"This time down the mountain, I will definitely take you away!" Chu Yuan's tone was firm, with a bit of bitterness: "We had long expected that the devil would come, and this martial arts conference has already prepared for him, and then we only need to catch him. If you live with him, you can go with me."

Chu Yuan is a prodigal son, and usually can't stand the rules of the teacher.

If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have been obediently staying under the door.