"Your sister? So you are the eldest son of Julu academy? " Yan Chuan was slightly surprised.

With a wry smile, Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head and said, "it's OK not to mention the past."

"Well!" Yan Chuan nodded, no longer entangled in this matter.

"Last time, I saw your wisdom and knowledge. This time, I would like to ask you a favor!" Mr. Wen Ruo thought for a moment.

"Help?"

"Guyue Shengzi, this time, he brought a group of strongmen from the Dazhao holy land, and even recruited a large number of strong people of the four week sect. Xu Yuri is preparing to enter the fengdemon mountain range. I want to invite you to come with me!" Wen Ruo said directly.

"Heavy profits?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"You should have heard that in order to get one tianlevel skill, the son of the ancient moon promised ten prefecture level skills!" Said Mr. Wenruo.

After drinking a cup of tea, Yan Chuan said with a smile: "Heaven level skill? Is it? "

"Why, don't you believe it?" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a smile.

"How do you want me to believe it? Wanyao flees, is this the scene of heaven level skill coming into being? Wanyao flees, this is the territory of monsters. What do you think they are running around in fear? " Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Mr. Wen ruo's face was stiff, then a wry smile: "I know I can't hide it from you!"

"In the wind demon mountain range, there must be something big happening inside. I'm sure, and it's extremely dangerous. Some monsters are so afraid that they dare not stay there. In such a dangerous place, you say, I'm a spirit state. What can I do with you? When there is a good thing, I can't tell. When there is a disaster, I'm sure the first one has bad luck. Is that right? " Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Mr. Wen Ruo laughed bitterly and nodded: "it's me, Meng Lang!"

"I want to thank you very much. At least I didn't let the Holy Son of the ancient moon force me to go!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

With a slight sigh, Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head and said, "in fact, up to now, I don't know what's in it."

"Oh?"

"The Holy Son of the ancient moon doesn't trust me yet!" Wen Ruo said with a bitter smile.

Yan Chuan looks at Mr. Wen Ruo unexpectedly.

"Ha ha!" Wen Ruo, with a free and easy smile, picked up his tea cup and continued to drink tea.

Yan Chuan also took up his tea cup, drank tea and looked at the vast cool Beijing.

"Eh?" Yan Chuan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Two figures suddenly appeared on the top of the largest chaodian hall in Liangjing palace.

Two figures, one in a blue robe, with prominent frontal bone, standing with negative hand, pale green face, handsome and proud. Although there is no momentum, the whole person has the feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth. Standing in the wind, the eye shows the lofty potential.

Yan Chuan knew many people. Although he only looked at one appearance, he recognized that he was not ordinary. This is the biggest person in the aura since he wakes up.

Next to him, there was a yellow haired man sitting cross legged with a Guqin on his knees.

"Demon days war?" Mr. Wenruo's face changed.

"Demon heaven war? Who is he? " Yan Chuan immediately asked.

"He's not a man, he's a demon. In the past, he killed a middle sect alone! An owl hero of the northern demon clan fought with Guyue Shengzi a few times ago. Although the victory and defeat are half and half, the spirit of demon Tianshang is getting stronger and stronger. The Holy Son of the ancient moon can't hold him down. Now he comes again? There's going to be an accident. I'll go back. I'll see you later! " Mr. Wen ruo's face changed.

Step out of Pingshan tower.

Demon heaven war? Yan Chuan curiously looked at the arrogant green clothes demon.

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