How to break into a demon leader?

After the windows of the room were closed, the closed door opened immediately.

Ao Xing, the master of Aotianmen who always had his eyes above the ceiling, turned sideways and respectfully let another person enter the room. The man was very young, dressed in low-key but gorgeous clothes, and held a saber. He didn't enter the room, but used suspicious He looked around the room.

Ao Xing knew what he was thinking at a glance, and explained: "It is absolutely safe to talk here."

The young man nodded after a while, and when he entered the room, he didn't care about Ao Xing, who was the head of the sect, and took the main seat directly. Ao Xing didn't have any objection to this, and he poured a cup of tea for the other party himself.

The young man opened the tea cover, glanced at it, seemed disgusted, immediately closed the cover, and said to Ao Xing with a bad attitude: "I heard that this time Rushuang and the others brought back a disciple of the Wanmo Cult?"

Ao Xing sat down and replied: "There is a man named Tu Silang."

Yang Ye, who was hiding outside and eavesdropping, was emotional at this moment. Even after so long, he was still inextricably linked with the Wanmo Cult.Who would have thought that the black shop in the wilderness was actually the property of the Wanmojiao, and after going around for a while, he was still cheated by the Wanmojiao.

Yang Ye held his breath, leaned against the window, and carefully eavesdropped on the conversation in the room.

"What's the news?"

Ao Xing looked embarrassed: "Second young master, that man was originally a disciple of the evil Hua Sui sect, and he returned to the Wanmo sect after being together in the evil way of the Wanmo sect. He didn't know much about the things of the Wanmo sect. Staying in the wilderness all the time, knowing even less.”

Er Shao slapped the table angrily, and said angrily: "What a waste!"

"Second Young Master, calm down." Ao Xing, who was nearly fifty years old, was reprimanded by a young man in his early twenties and did not dare to lift his head.

There was orange candlelight on the paper window, under the illumination of the candlelight, the boy's expression was barely visible, and a thin layer of sweat was forming on his forehead.He focused all his attention on the conversation between the two people in the room, and did not hide his anxious expression at all, all of which was seen by Mo Zhan.

Mo Zhan opened a corner of the paper window, and from Yang Ye's perspective, he could just see the scene in the room.

When he saw the appearance of the Second Young Master who lived in the main seat, Yang Ye became extremely nervous.

That face was very familiar, although he only saw it once, but he remembered it very clearly, that person was Mu Chengzong from Jingjian Villa, who pretended to be the Right Protector Zou Chen and cooperated with the three great family members to defeat the Wanmo Sect.

Judging from the conversation between Mu Chengzong and Ming Xin last time, this Mu Chengzong was the culprit who caused Feng Qianyu to lose all his martial arts. Yang Ye had been in contact with him since he came to Wanmo Sect.Perhaps many people would not associate Yang Ye with Feng Qianyu because of Yang Ye's change of clothes and temperament, but Mu Chengzong, who had been in contact with him for a long time, would definitely recognize him.

This person is the biggest hidden danger of his identity being exposed!

Impatient Yang Ye unconsciously clenched his hands tightly.

If it doesn't work, I can only leave here, far away.

At this time, there was the sound of things being smashed in the room, and Yang Ye saw Mu Ershao sweeping all the things on the desk on the ground, including the exquisite enamel vase and the expensive inkstone.

Ao Xing felt a pain in his heart, he spent a lot of money to buy these back, and was smashed by this young master just like that, it's a pity that he couldn't afford to offend this person, so he could only look down.

"This time Mu Chengzong undercovered the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and made great contributions in destroying the Demon Sect. I am already one step behind him. Now if I can't find that person before him, there will still be a place for me in Jingjian Villa ?"

Huh?

Isn't this person Mu Chengzong?

Yang Ye took a closer look at the facial features of the second young master. He was five or six points similar to Mu Chengzong, and Mu Chengzong was more sharp, while the second young master was more feminine. mistaken for a person.

Fortunately, not alone!

Yang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Zhan, who was observing his expression in secret, remained silent all the time. He glanced at Mu Ershao who was losing his temper, and the corner of his mouth curled up with sarcasm.

Ao Xing said cautiously: "Isn't the young master seriously injured?"

Mu Ershao, formerly known as Mu Chengyun, stood in front of the desk with his hands propped on the table, his chest heaving with anger, "If it wasn't for the fact that he was seriously injured, I'm afraid Grandpa would be even more intolerable in his eyes."

Thinking of Mu Chengzong's dying state, Mu Chengyun felt a little better, he sat down, "He is still seeking medical treatment in the Valley of Medicine Kings."

"The Time Valley owner of Yaowang Valley is famous for being able to heal but not self-healing. He may not be able to cure the young and old."

Ao Xing's words reached Mu Chengyun's heart, and Mu Chengyun's eyes were cold: "Even if he can be cured, I will make him unable to hold a sword again in his life."

Seeing that the second young master finally calmed down, Ao Xing asked: "I heard that the three major families of the martial arts conference will attend this time. Does the owner plan to let Jingjian Villa come out of the rivers and lakes again?"

"Grandpa has his own arrangements for this matter." Mu Chengyun gave him a sideways glance, and continued, "Just do what you have to do."

Ao Xing quickly nodded in agreement.

The two discussed some Jianghu matters, and when midnight approached, Ao Xing personally sent Mu Chengyun to rest.

He left without realizing he had been ransacked.

After they left, the candle was extinguished, and the room returned to darkness again. There were occasional cicadas and frogs around. Yang Ye completely relaxed, and he sat on the grass against the wall.

"What are you afraid of? Together, they are no match for me." Mo Zhan sneered.

"I can't help it. Being a thief for the first time is always a guilty conscience, unlike you..." Yang Ye wiped the sweat from his brow.

"What's wrong with being like me?"

"You look like this." Yang Ye patted the wall behind him.

Mo Zhan put his hand on the wall and touched it, puzzled: "Wall? I look like a wall?"

"Your skin is thicker than the wall!" After finishing speaking, Yang Ye paid attention to his expression, well, Mo Zhan was wearing a mask that covered most of his face, so he really couldn't see the other party's expression.

"You don't have to envy me, I'll help you thicken your face right now." Mo Zhan pinched the soft flesh on Yang Ye's face with both hands, and pulled it to both sides. His eyes were narrowed into a thin slit.

Yang Ye felt pain on his face, and wanted to pull his hand away. As soon as he touched Mo Zhan's sleeve, he felt his palm slippery, and there was a white handprint on Mo Zhan's sleeve.

Mo Zhan Xijie frowned, he let go of his hand, the soft flesh on the boy's face immediately retracted, and he flicked it twice.

Yang Ye's cheeks were red and swollen, like two more plateau reds. He rubbed his face, and some fine powder fell from his fingers. Yang Ye spread his right hand and looked strangely: "My hand Why is there white powder on it?"

Mo Zhan grabbed his hand, rubbed it with some powder on his fingertips, thought for a while and asked, "Where's the pearl I gave you?"

"It's gone." Only then did Yang Ye remember that Mo Zhan had given him a pearl the size of a longan just now, and he held it in his hand all the time, why is it gone now?

Mo Zhan very naturally used Yang Ye's sleeve to wipe the powder on his palms.

"Hey!" Yang Ye's head was full of black lines, "I'm also afraid of getting dirty! How can you do such a wicked thing without any guilt?"

"I didn't do anything wrong, of course I don't feel guilty, isn't it you who should feel guilty?"

Yang Ye withdrew his right hand held by him: "What am I guilty of?"

Mo Zhan pointed to the powder on his body and said, "Do you know how much that pearl is worth? Do you know how many people Ao Xing killed in order to get that pearl? You broke a valuable pearl as soon as you made a move." A pearl without a market, you still ask me why?"

"You... nonsense, I didn't break it, I just couldn't find it temporarily." Yang Ye stammered to refute.

Mo Zhan smiled, "However, this pearl powder is also extremely precious. I think the pearl powder on your face is probably worth a city."

Yang Ye, who was about to wipe his face, paused.

"The powder in my hand probably bought the entire Cangyun Mountain!" Mo Zhan continued to hit him.

Yang Ye looked down at the powder on his right hand.

As a poor man, without knowing it, he was in possession of huge wealth, what greeted him was not joy, but a face full of pain.

"Young man, you said that if I collect these pearl powders now, will anyone buy them?"

The next moment, the night wind blew, and the powder flew away, as did countless gold ingots with wings.

Wait, Erkang can't save everything.

Yang Ye's whole body was wilted, like an eggplant beaten by frost, lifeless.

Mo Zhan took him back to Hujiamen, and he was not as excited as he was on the way here, with his head hanging low.

He believes everything he says, why is this person so dumb?

That pearl is indeed very valuable, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but there is one thing that he cares about very much.Ordinary people can't crush that pearl with bare hands. His eyes fell on the boy's palm, and there was no scar there.

Mo Zhan sent him back to the wing, and gave Yang Ye a stone the size of a pearl.

"Crush it."

As soon as Yang Ye clenched his palm tightly, a stone hurt his hand. He quickly threw the stone away and blew into his palm with his small mouth, "It hurts so much! Why did you give me the stone?"

Mo Zhan grabbed his wrist and checked the place where his palm was injured by the stone, "It's really bleeding, how could it be like this?"

The scar on Yang Ye's palm was just injured, and he really didn't lie to him.

Mo Zhan's eyes were full of doubts.

"Does this mean that the pearl is fake, otherwise how could it be crushed by me?" Yang Ye explained himself, his mood immediately improved, he was revived instantly, and he kept complaining .

"Let me just say, I don't know martial arts, how can I crush a pearl with bare hands?

"The rich people nowadays are so insidious, they carefully hide fake things, and let thieves work hard to steal them before they find out that they are fake.

"Originally, I planned not to wash my face for a year or so. Finally, I have more than one coin on my body, and I have thought about the addiction of rich people."

Mo Zhan: "..."

Suddenly his hands were itchy, and he felt like punching someone.

"Xiao Hei, are you leaving?" Yang Ye tugged at the sleeve of the man in black.

"Who do you call Xiao Hei?" Mo Zhan, who wanted to leave with light work, almost bumped his head on the beam when he heard this address. He clenched his fists and made a 'click' sound from his finger bones.

Yang Ye was puzzled: "I don't know what your name is. You wear black clothes every day. If you don't call him Xiao Hei, how about calling him Hei Hei?"

"Not good!" Mo Zhan pinched his face with one hand, making Yang Ye's mouth pout.

"If you don't like it, we can still discuss it." Pouted, Yang Ye couldn't speak easily.

Mo Zhan pushed him away, disappeared in front of him, and left a sentence before leaving, "Remember my name is Mo Zhan, next time you give me some messy name, I will strip you naked and hang it on the city wall."

Yang Ye touched his chin that was pinched and hurt, "What are you doing so fiercely, Mo Zhan, so his name is Mo Zhan."