The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Yan Songzheng was startled, all his sanity seemed to be shocked by Cheng Mou's words.

What does Cheng Mou mean?

Yan Song was stunned, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't even blink, he just stared at Cheng Mou's weak appearance.

In the past, the demon king who broke through the immortal gates of Zhongsi and came to the top of the cultivation world, how could he be like this now?

Vulnerable, emotional, like a kid who longed for a toy and finally got it.

"Warning, warning, the child of luck's collapse value is rising, and the world's danger value has risen to 7%."

Yan Song tentatively penetrated the spiritual power into Cheng Mou's body, but found that the spiritual veins in Cheng Mou's body were so complicated that they could not form a system on their own. The demonic energy, demonic energy and spiritual energy in his body are like two dragons vying for territory, fighting all the time, day and night.

The spirit and demon in the body are so entangled with each other, so naturally it won't taste good.

However, after Cheng Mou abolished the magic vein, why did he rebuild the muscles and bones of the spiritual vein?If the magic vein is rebuilt, everything will be much simpler...

Yan Songzheng was astonished, and suddenly felt that his hand was loose, it was Cheng Mou who held the sword, and pulled the sword completely out of his hand.The blood oozed from between Cheng Mou's fingers, adding to his pale skin.

The sword transformed from aura escaped from Yan Song's hand, and instantly turned into a little bit of starlight, lingering around Cheng Mou's chest.Suddenly, the fluorescence is like a river flowing into the sea, spreading back to Yan Song's palm.

I don't know if he was showing weakness on purpose, or if he was really hurt and hurt, when the spirit sword melted away, Cheng Mou actually lowered his head and staggered.

Yan Song raised his head slowly, with complicated eyes.

The 567 in Yan Song's mind did not know when he threw his new host and new mission over, reminding Yan Song all the time that the collapse value of the world is constantly rising, and it has reached 10% at this moment

Yan Song: "Cheng Mou, you are crazy."

Cheng Mou twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes paused for a moment on Yan Song's face, and then he suddenly turned his expression back, and his expression became calm.

In the next moment, he seemed to have activated the teleportation technique. Before Yan Song could organize the next sentence, Cheng Mou disappeared into a ball of flames, making it difficult to trace.

The siren of 567 has been thinking that Cheng Mou's collapse value is rising, and the danger value of the world is also rising. Yan Song is worried. It's too much for the gain.

Yan Song pressed the mole on his wrist and tried to talk to 567. 567 seemed to be very busy. As soon as he connected, there was a rustling sound.

Yan Song directly skipped the step of reminiscing about the past, and asked Cheng Mou's location.

567 said: "Of course it's in his magic palace."

Before Yan Song's death, he was under house arrest in the Demon Palace for a long time, so he naturally knew the way. Before, he was depressed and had no time to observe the grandeur of the Demon Palace. Now he is standing not far away, staring at the Demon Palace, feeling that he It can also be counted as "short-sighted".

The Holy Maiden's Demon Palace on Xuanling Mountain could not be compared with this Demon Palace at all, and the various buildings of the Qing Yuanzong were elegant and low-key, so it would be too extravagant.

After Yan Song saw the palace, he was completely shocked.Gold and stone are tiles, white jade is paved with steps, and thousands of jade steps are laid straight up, making the palace of the Demon Palace rise from the ground, like a dormant giant beast, overlooking the Demon Realm.

The former Demon Lord seemed to be a person who liked to enjoy himself very much. In addition to the independent palaces in the Demon Palace, the second largest one is the stage and song pavilion.

However, after Cheng Mou came to the throne, he hated these places very much. In the years since Yan Song left, those glorious stages where Yingying, Yanyan danced and danced in the past were all smashed by him. Some old people who have been serving in the Demon Palace since the last Demon Lord saw Cheng Mou like this, they were heartbroken, shook their heads and sighed secretly, but dared not say anything on the surface.

All that's missing is the writing on his forehead: Violence.

However, Cheng Mou only had Yan Jinci in his mind, and besides Yan Jinci, there was only a puddle of water left.

Standing in front of the majestic Demon Palace, Yan Song hesitated.

567 has sorted out Cheng Mou's deeds in the past ten years. He took the time to read it carefully and found that Cheng Mou is particularly proficient in enchantment and formation.

He is not very good at formations and barriers, so he never dared to act rashly when it comes to Cheng Mou's ability that is superior to his own.He tentatively picked up a small stone and threw it into the air.In an instant, the flimsy pebble seemed to have knocked down a transparent shell in a parabolic shape, and in a blink of an eye, a group of fiery red flames sprang up and burned the pebble into nothingness.

Yan Song was startled, he disappeared, hid in a dark place, found a place with a good line of sight, secretly observed the attendants in the palace, and found that the attendants all took out a palm-sized jade tablet, at the gate Swipe at a small square brick that exudes fiery red light, and then you can enter.

Yan Song saw several attendants in a row, they all took out the small jade token, swept it there, and then entered safely.

Yan Song made up his mind, he waited quietly for the opportunity, until he saw a maid slowly take out the jade token...

In the next moment, Yan Song walked away.

Yan Song clenched the jade token in his hand, straightened his maid's dress, and walked in the magic palace with a low eyebrow.

He looked at his outfit and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Back then, when I first met Cheng Mou, he was also dressed in women's clothes, and now, when he secretly sneaked into the magic palace, he still wears this woman's clothes.

It really is... what should come will always come.

Relying on his memory, Yan Song shuttled back and forth in the magic palace, wanting to see the side palace he lived in back then.

But 567 is also updating Cheng Mou's status from time to time, and the world's danger value has been rising, and it is now 15%.

Yan Song glanced at the road map in his mind, and finally decided to go to Cheng Mou first.

After all, saving the world matters.

Yan Song followed the guidance of the road view map and went straight to Cheng Mou's location, but the more he walked along the road view map, the more Yan Song felt something was wrong. The road view map led him to a very remote place.

There are few people here, and the flowers and plants along the road seem to be listless. Not far from here stands a palace. The edge of the plaque is so decayed that it is hard to tell whether it is "Tianyun Palace" or "Yangyun Palace". You can see the wooden window frames that are almost weathered into slag, as well as the precarious carved wooden doors.

It is a cold palace that has been deserted.

I don't know if it's because Yan Song knows that there is a cold palace standing here, he inexplicably feels that the wind here is a bit cooler.

"567, well done, what is Cheng Mou doing in the cold palace? Did you make a mistake?"

567: "Host, I remember I told you that I can't make a mistake. If you have this time to doubt me, why don't you push the door open and have a look."

Yan Song didn't suspect 567, he suspected Cheng Mou.He was worried that Cheng Mou had set up a gentle trap inside the magic circle, and once he fell into the mud, he would never be able to get out again.

He stepped forward lightly, touched the door that could not be completely closed, made up his mind, exerted force in his hand, heard a creaking sound, dust came towards him, covered Yan Song's face with distant and old memories.

He was surprised now: "Why is there such a place in the magic palace?"

For the time being, all the decorations in the cold palace called Yangyun Palace are incompatible with this magnificent magic palace. It is old, dirty, and reveals the atmosphere of being abandoned.

The moment the door was pushed open, there was still a rush of air-conditioning and a musty smell that hadn't seen the sun for many years.

Yan Song flinched, shivering, and said to 567: "What is this place?"

What I didn't say was: Why is it so cold?

567 didn't answer, not even the mechanical sound, Yan Song pursed his lips, thinking what 567 might be up to.

Yan Song settled down, and began to slowly look at the Yangyun Palace.

The Yangyun Hall was very dilapidated. The square table was missing a corner and fell to the ground. There were cobwebs on the legs of the table. An old and dilapidated smell penetrated his nostrils. The bronze mirror on the dressing table could barely shine, but the edges were weak The transformation is so severe that only the figure in the center can barely be seen clearly, but the facial features are vague and unreal.

The bed curtain was an old dark red, like dirty blood, and the dust fell on it, fading the red into a gloomy color.It's just that the incense is wafting from somewhere in the room, it's faint, lingering on the tip of the nose, it's not offensive.

The furnishings in the house are not exquisite, and it seems that even before the Yangyun Palace became a cold palace, it was not a very luxurious place.

From the looks of it, this is the dormitory where a woman once lived, but this woman is not very favored.Yan Song sighed lowly, thinking that 567 must have made a mistake, he turned around and wanted to leave, but before he reached the door, he suddenly felt dizzy, his heart was not good, he might have been tricked, his whole body was weak and weak , The next moment, he felt the world spinning, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

The lights had already been turned on, Yan Song blinked, and looked around, stunned by the bright light, but before he had time to recover, he was blasted into the sky by a lewd and profane language.

The fiery red curtains embroidered with gold edging hung down layer upon layer, but they couldn't cover the two overlapping naked bodies inside. The woman was moaning coquettishly, and the man's series of frivolous words made Yan Song's ears turn red. .

Yan Song put a sound-proof barrier on himself, and recited the Qingxin formula several times in a row to calm himself down.Although he was ashamed and indignant, he roughly understood the previous situation.

I am not in reality now, but empathize with something in the Yangyun Palace that has become a cold palace, and thus came to the Yangyun Palace several years ago.

Looking at the scene that the thing with spiritual consciousness wants to see.

The gold thread on the brocade quilt in the room is still shining with golden light, the square table is also very brand new, it stands in the center of the room, the bronze mirror on the dressing table is not damaged, Yan Song stood in front of the mirror, and found that his figure did not show the slightest in the mirror .

Yan Song's eyes paused, and there was a faint guess in his heart.