Infatuated merman all depends on acting

"Tell me how Tan Luo is, and treat it as...the last question." Yu Zhaochen's words were extremely difficult to say.

Then he saw and heard his own words, Jiang Tanluo's eyes showed a rare confusion.

Jiang Tanluo lowered his eyes first, then shook his head gently and said, "I don't know either."

He doesn't know either?

Yu Zhaochen could see that just now Jiang Tanluo was not trying to perfuse himself.

"...Okay," Jiang Tanluo looked up at Wushui, and said to Yu Zhaochen, "Master Shengzun, I'm leaving, you should leave Wushui quickly."

Jiang Tanluo's tone was full of business, but Yu Zhaochen just looked at him deeply without saying a word.After a long time, he slowly nodded to Jiang Tanluo.

Seeing Yu Zhaochen's appearance, Jiang Tanluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He turned around with no anger, and walked towards the water.

Unlike when we came here, Jiangtanluo looked extremely peaceful at this time.Everything that was crazy just now, like the last bit of cold snow in spring, has melted away with the sun.The dark blue sea can swallow everything, and Jiang Tanluo's figure disappeared completely in a short time.

Yu Zhaochen watched Jiang Tanluo until the figure of the other party was completely gone on the water, then he slowly put his hands on his heart, and completely lost his strength and fell on the gravel-filled seabed under the water.

When he came to look for Jiang Tanluo today, Yu Zhaochen didn't wear cassock, and without the protection of spiritual power, the sharp gravel under the water easily scratched the flesh of his back.

After a while, a piece of blood smacked out.

Yu Zhaochen fell under the water, looked at the faint light above his head, and remained motionless.

Dao Xin was still biting back, smelling the smell of blood, the resentful spirits gathered like vultures.

In an instant, Yu Zhaochen fell into purgatory again.

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In the Penglai Demon Realm, on the boulder facing the sea, Jiang Tanluo held Wuchen in his hands, closed his eyes and repeated his sword moves over and over again.

He didn't use any spiritual power at all, but he still split the sea water into pieces by relying solely on his sword energy.

A few breaths later, another huge wave hit the reef, Jiang Tanluo still closed his eyes, and even turned his back to the sea.However, at the moment when the waves were about to rush in, Jiang Tanluo raised his hand suddenly, and split the huge waves with his sword again.

In Yaoyu and Xianting, everyone has long been accustomed to relying on spiritual power, and few people can display such a consummate swordsmanship like Jiang Tanluo.

Not far away, Jia Xingnan stood quietly under a tree watching Jiang Tanluo's movements.

Jia Xing couldn't help but think—there is a saying among monks that "enter the Tao with the sword", if Jiang Tanluo is not a born monster, but an ordinary person, this good sword technique alone is enough for him to enter the Tao.

The graceful, fierce and murderous figure of the person in front of him reminds Jia Xingnan of his childhood.

——At that time, Jiang Tanluo was still a teenager not long after being brought back to the Demon Realm by the old Demon Emperor.

At that time, he hadn't bloomed yet, and his slightly childish facial features didn't have the bright and gorgeous feeling that he had later.

He was wearing a goose-yellow round-neck gown, and his long hair was tied loosely with only a ribbon, like a rich man who had never seen any joys and sorrows in the world.Jiang Tanluo's eyes were very serious, but from Jia Xingnan's point of view, he didn't seem to know how to use a sword at all.

Most importantly, he didn't even seem to have much strength to hold a sword.Jia Xingnan saw at a glance that Jiang Tanluo's hand holding the sword was still shaking slightly.

He couldn't help laughing, and then suddenly threw the folding fan in his hand forward.

"boom--"

Jiang Tanluo was concentrating on practicing his sword, when he suddenly saw a dark object approaching his position, he subconsciously raised his long sword and used the blade to block it.However, although Jiang Tanluo blocked it, with a loud noise, the huge impact was transmitted from the blade to his arm.

The boy's hand was sore, and he almost dropped the sword on the ground.

Jiang Tanluo turned around and saw that Jia Xingnan was looking at him with a smile, he hesitated and asked: "Young master, your fan?"

"Oh," Jia Xingnan finally shifted his gaze to the sandalwood fan on the ground, "it's my fan."

Jiang Tanluo: "..."

He didn't understand what it meant to be difficult.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Tanluo bent down slowly and picked up the fan on the ground.

"Young master, here you are." Holding the fan, he walked to Jia Xingnan's side.

This time, the silent person changed from Jiangtanluo to Jiaxingdi: he had known for a long time that his father had brought a little mermaid from the sea of ​​mermaids to the Demon Realm, and he had also heard his father say that the little mermaid "read too much and read too much." The head doesn't look like a monster at all." But before that, Jia Xingnan had almost never dealt with Jiang Tanluo, so he never had a clear concept of Jiang Tanluo's "broken head".

Now he realizes that Jiang Tanluo really doesn't seem to realize that he hates him?

Jia Xingnan took the fan from Jiang Tanluo's hand, and he saw that the opponent's arm was still trembling slightly: "Hold the sword, let's make a gesture."

"Ah?" It turned out that the young master came to practice swords with me, "Okay." Jiang Tanluo nodded.

Jiang Tanluo raised the sword as Jia Xing Nan said, and in the next breath, he stabbed Jia Xing Nan's throat with the trick he had just practiced.

"You—" Jia Xingnan was taken aback by Jiang Tanluo's speed, and he instinctively picked up his fan to block Jiang Tanluo's swordplay.

On the empty reef, there was an instant the sound of sword clashing.

It was different from the time when he simply practiced sword moves just now, this time Jiang Tanluo injected demon power into the sword.

The most important thing is that Jia Xing is hard to find, Jiang Tan Luo's hand holding the sword couldn't be more steady!Jia Xingnan immediately understood...Jiang Tanluo's shaking just now wasn't because he really couldn't hold the sword, but because Jiang Tanluo didn't have any spiritual power at all!He is practicing swordsmanship in the most basic, primitive, and even clumsy way.

But that way is clumsy and clumsy, judging from Jiang Tanluo's performance, it is indeed useful.

The swordsmanship that has formed muscle memory, coupled with the incomparably pure demon power, after a few moves, Jia Xing Nan unexpectedly fell to the disadvantage.

"Wait! Yue Xixia!" This is not the worst part, Jia Xingnan found out that Jiang Tanluo had won his father's true teaching, and that move was not only beautiful, but also aimed at his own life.When the tip of the sword was about to stab his throat for the first time, Jia Xingnan finally couldn't help calling a stop.

"Yes, my lord." Jiang Tanluo looked at Jia Xingnan with a strange face - you are the one to compare, why is it you who called the stop?

However, just as Jiang Tanluo was about to put down his sword, a dark purple figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them—this was a man who looked to be in his early thirties, but everyone in the Three Realms knew that he was a man who had lived for tens of thousands of years. The big demon, and the first demon emperor of the demon realm.

"Lord Holy Master." Jiang Tanluo turned around and bowed to the other party.

"You keep going, don't stop," the Demon Emperor smiled. He looked at his son and successor, and said not to think it was a big deal, "It's only a few gestures before we stop?"

"But we've-"

Jiang Tanluo wanted to say something, but the old demon emperor didn't seem to want to listen any more, he waved his hand and said, "Fight until it's hard for Jiaxing to admit defeat."

——He knew that although Jia Xing Nan didn't say anything, he still had a strong opinion about his future behavior of handing over the Demon Realm to a "stranger".

Unlike the previous Heavenly Emperor in Xianting who couldn't weigh the importance, the old demon emperor knew that he had to pinch out the bad signs early.

He didn't know what the Emperor of Heaven would do if he encountered such a situation. He only knew that in the Demon Realm, the easiest way was to let Jia Xingnan see the gap between him and Jiang Tanluo.

In this way, the future will be good for Jiangtanluo, Jiaxing, and the entire Yaoyu.

"Father?" Jia Xing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Not only is Jiaxing difficult, Jiang Tanluo also hesitated.

Although he is the successor predicted by the Demon Emperor himself, Jia Xingnan still has a higher status in today's Demon Realm.

And although he is not familiar with Jiaxing, he knows that the other party is an arrogant monster.

It's hard to admit defeat until Jiaxing... Will he admit defeat?

Jiang Tanluo hesitated, he couldn't help touching the Wu'an sword.

Or I'll throw in the towel?

Thinking of this just now, the old demon emperor said to Jiang Tanluo as if he could read his mind: "You must not let him!"

"Yue Xixia, let's start." He conjured a cup of tea out of thin air, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiangtanluo and Jiaxingnan as if watching a play.

On the other side, Jia Xingnan, who originally thought Jiang Tanluo would give up, suddenly saw the young man in light yellow on the opposite side coming towards him with a sword again—how could he really play for real!

This competition lasted for half an hour.

The ending is naturally that Jia Xing is hard to admit defeat.

This was the first time in Jia Xing Nan's life that he had conceded defeat, and then the merman, who was a hundred years younger than him, finally walked into his eyes.

And since that time, Jia Xing Nan has also developed the habit of watching Jiang Tan Luo practice his sword every day.

After thousands of years, Jia Xingnan once again saw Jiang Tanluo practicing his sword, and suddenly felt nostalgic.

However, when he was thinking about his childhood and looking at Jiang Tanluo, he saw that the other party slowly put away his sword.

"What's the matter, Xi Xia?" Jia Xingnan stepped forward and asked, "Don't you usually practice several times?"

Jiang Tanluo shook his head, and gently stroked Wu'an's sword.

After a long time, he shook his head and said to Jiaxing: "I suddenly feel that practicing swords is a bit boring."

"Boring?" Jia Xingnan didn't understand Jiang Tanluo's meaning for a while. In his opinion, practicing swords was indeed boring.

"It's nothing..." Seeing Jiaxing's puzzled gaze, Jiang Tanluo put away Wu'an, "Go back." He said.

"Okay." Jia Xingnan didn't think too much, he and Jiang Tanluo walked into the demon domain together.

Doesn't Jiaxing know that Jiang Tanluo's heart was empty at this moment, and Wu'an chatted with him in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't reply as if he didn't hear a word.

Jiang Tanluo felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He realized later that he seemed to be no longer interested in everything.