After Xianjun lost his memory, Mozun just wanted to leave his husband

Chapter 31

Surrounded by ice and snow that never melts all year round, the majestic and majestic magic palace occupies the entire mountain, but because of the owner's preference, it is as cold as ever.

The rules of the Demon Palace are strict, and the disciples dare not cross it at will, for fear of running into the Demon Lord's bad luck.

It has only been a few years since Yin Wan came to power, and he was able to manage the Demon Palace and even the entire Demon World in an orderly manner precisely because no one can forget what he did after he succeeded to the throne.

It is said that the blood that flowed from the Palace of Buku all the way to the outside of the palace gate.

With a broom in his hand, Zhan Sifang came to the chattering servant who was hiding in the corner, and deliberately coughed heavily, "I'm too brave!"

Seeing his uneasy expression, the servants hurriedly dispersed.

Zhan Sifang frowned, thinking that the Lord hadn't come back for a few months, and this group of people became more and more lawless.

He sighed and continued to clean the fallen leaves in front of the Buku Temple.

Yu Xiaotian, although it is winter outside, but there are formations inside, and the scenery of the four seasons is complete. Now it is autumn, and the trees in the courtyard have lost their leaves.Yin Wancan didn't like other people approaching here, so he and Qin Wulie took turns to clean up.

Cleaning with spiritual power is faster, but he prefers to do it by himself.

He was sweeping slowly, when a pair of white gold-painted boots suddenly appeared on the steps, deliberately stomping down the fallen leaves piled up at his feet.

"Zuo Hu/Fa, how are you doing these days?"

Looking in all directions, the person in front of him was wearing a white embroidered golden phoenix robe, holding a bone fan in Ruyu's hand, and the wind blowing stirred two strands of black hair hanging down.There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his extremely handsome face was shining brightly under the sun.

If his name is not mentioned, some people will definitely think that he is a fairy king who came down from Xianjing.

"My lord!" Zhan Sifang grinned and knelt down on one knee to salute.

"Get up." Yin Wanshen supported the thrown broom and tapped Zhan Sifang on the shoulder in a good mood, "Kneel early in the morning, are you tired?"

Zhan Sifang smiled and stood up without coddling himself.

"My lord, why are you back?" Zhan Sifang asked with a smile, "Is the matter over?"

"No," Yin Wanshen returned the broom to him, turned around and entered the Hall of No Bitterness, "Call Wu Lie, I have something to explain."

Zhan Sifang responded and hurried away.

In the Hall of No Bitterness, Yin Wancan was leaning on the armrest of the wide chair, looking at the center of the hall, where Chu Shichao was standing there that day, with an indifferent face and the words "Strange people should not come near" all over his body.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he took out the peach blossoms brought out from the secret realm of Tiankeng from the magic weapon.Its spiritual power is pure and sufficient, and it will not be affected by it being carried on him.

The light-colored fingertips touched the light-pink petals, but they were still tightly closed, showing no intention of blooming.The spiritual power of Chu Shichao wrapped inside still resisted his touch.

Yin Wanshen put it on the table and watched it quietly.

After a cup of tea, Zhan Sifang and two people came.

"My lord." Qin Wulie smiled and saluted, "You are back!"

"Ah."

Yin Wanshen tugged on his wide sleeves, put away the smile on his lips, and was about to talk about business.

"I came back today because I have something important to do." He frowned slightly, and tapped his fingertips on the armrest. "I'm not in the Demon Realm these days, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble down there."

Hearing this, Zhan Sifang knelt down with a "thud", Qin Wulie was stunned, and then knelt down.

"It's the two of us who didn't guard well, and please punish the Lord." Zhan Sifang propped his hands on the cold floor, and knocked his forehead down.

When Kankan got close to the floor, an irresistible force blocked him, forcing him to straighten up.

"I'm not here to discuss merits or demerits." Yin Wanshen got up, walked down the high platform slowly, and hooked her fingers to create a wooden chair.He sat in front of the two of them, his brows and eyes were as quiet as a mountain of snow.

Zhan Sifang and Qin Wulie looked at each other, changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged, and looked at Yin Wanshen together.

"My lord, have they noticed your identity?" Zhan Sifang was alert and thought of this instantly.

Yin Wanshen did not hide it: "Yuzong already knows."

"The day before yesterday, Shi Chao and I were attacked at Yuemen, and that person used illusions to test my identity." He said lightly, but no matter what, he couldn't hide the killing intent in his heart, "It doesn't matter, the important thing is..."

"He pretended to be a magician."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, Zhan Sifang thought of another thing.

"Last time you wrote a letter saying that the demon cultivator of Jade Zong's self-immolation had the Order of the Phoenix in his hands." He tried to recall, "But after you have secured the position of Demon Lord, all those who have received the Order of the Phoenix..."

are dead.

Qin Wulie hissed, "Could it be haunted? We all took back the Order of the Phoenix, and checked each of them carefully. There is absolutely no way it is fake. Unless..."

"Unless?" Yin Wancan asked suspiciously.

"Unless the Phoenix Token in our hands is incomplete!" Qin Wulie boldly guessed, slapping the back of his left hand on the heart of his right hand, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, "The Phoenix Token has been handed down from the previous dozen or so Demon Lords until now, who can tell the truth? how many."

Hearing this, Yin Wancan met Shang Zhan Sifang's astonished gaze, and suddenly smiled.There is a smile flowing in the cold eyes, which is more dazzling than the lighting gemstones on the top of the Hall of Buku.

Qin Wulie was confused by their laughter, and scratched the back of his head, wondering if he said something wrong.

"Idiot," Zhan Sifang put one hand on Qin Wulie's shoulder, and sincerely gave a thumbs up, "Although sometimes you are unreliable, but today's analysis, brother, I must praise you!"

Qin Wulie pushed him away with a look of disgust, and pulled Yin Wanshen by the corner of his clothes, not knowing what to do, "My lord, I..."

"You're right." Yin Wancan waved his fan, recalling the events of the year, "He died in a hurry. I found the Phoenix Token in his secret room, and there is no definite number of them. .”

"Then...who will have it?"

Yin Wancan leaned on the handrail, the smile in his eyes became far away, as if he was reminiscing about the old man, and he seemed to be in a daze aimlessly. After a few breaths, he softly snorted, "You all forgot, there is another one in this deity." Good cousin."

Mentioning him, Zhan Sifang and Qin Wulie suddenly changed their expressions, and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yin Wancan.

That person, no one dared to make a precondition in front of Yin Wancan.

There was once a talkative moxiu who raised his mouth, and the consequences were self-evident.

Although the man was dead, he still had a brother by blood—Yin Huizhu.

"You mean, Second Highness?" Zhan Sifang asked cautiously.

Yin Wanshen didn't respond directly, but talked about the destruction of Yuemen, and repeated Yue Tianheng's words again.

"If you describe it like this, it's almost like him." Zhan Sifang's eyes fell on the bone fan in Yin Wanshen's hand, "Since you went to Chuzong, his whereabouts are unknown."

Qin Wulie, who was silent for a long time, suddenly clicked his tongue when he heard the words, and shook out a stack of letters from the magic weapon. After searching for a while, he found an unsigned letter and handed it to Yin Wanshen.

"If the lord doesn't say it, I will forget it," Qin Wulie said, "In the Tiankeng secret realm, you asked me to find out about the magic cultivator in Yuanqing Town, and I found it. According to your description, the ring artifact came from Yue Door!"

Yin Wanshen was stunned for a moment, then read the letter with downcast eyes. There was also a picture of a magic weapon attached to the letter, which was exactly the same as what he had seen.

"Damn it!" Zhan Sifang was the first to react, "What are these orthodox cultivators doing?! Are you coming to slay demons and righteous ways again?"

It has been a hundred years since the two ways of good and evil have been safe and sound, but now one by one, the spearheads are all pointing at the demon world.

"First, there was the demon cultivator in Yuanqing Town who sucked children, then there was the assassination of Yuyan Jin in Qingfang City, and then there was the whole family of Yuemen who was destroyed. There are demon cultivators in all of them, but none of them have anything to do with the Lord!"

Yin Wancan put away the letter with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He already smelled the wind and rain coming.

"No, no," Qin Wulie shook his head, "You missed one thing."

Zhan Sifang looked at him sideways.

"The first one," Yin Wanshen pinched the armrest of the wooden chair, his eyes were filled with dark clouds, and a few purple thunders flashed across his eyes, which became more and more fierce. The words he said were still like the breeze blowing on his face, "It's the secret place of Tiankeng. Something happened in time."

With a "boom", the door of the Palace of Buku was blown open by a gust of wind, and the icy wind mixed with wind and snow rushed in.

Outside the door, in the sky of Yuxiao, dark clouds tangled, strong winds raged, and as the black dragon shuttled through, its scarlet eyes opened angrily, spit out thunder after thunder, as if to tear the sky apart.

Yu Xiaotian takes the initiative, and the only master is Yin Wanshen.

He was so angry that he summoned the black dragon to spit thunder.

"Your Highness!"

Yin Wanshen's eyes were red, and his handsome face forcibly showed a gloomy look. He touched Qin Wulie's shoulder with a paper fan, and said in a deep voice, "Go find Yin Huizhu and bring him back."

"Yes!"

"Advertise the world, from today onwards," Yin Wanshen turned to Zhan Sifang, and paused every word, "All those who use Yu Xiaotian's name to do evil things, I will be punished one by one."

Zhan Sifang knelt down, "Yes!"

Yin Wanshen got up and walked outside the hall, looking at the pouring rain with a gloomy expression, and the demonic nature in her heart was ready to come out.

Before that, he didn't care about these trifles. It didn't matter if outsiders said that he was murderous, vicious and cruel.But these people are so aggressive, they should never, never should have hit Chu Shichao's head with their ideas!

Anyone who touches the person he cares about will have to pay the price!

There was another thunder, and Yin Wancan looked back at the two worried faces, and said coldly: "I will go to the flower banquet anytime in a few days, and this trip will definitely not be peaceful."

"After I leave, recall Elder Chunqiu, the three of you must guard yourselves and wait for me to come back."

"Yes!" Zhan Sifang and the two saluted, and when they got up again, there was no figure in front of them.

Yin Wanshen appeared in Chu Zong's dormitory like a wisp of white mist, the thunder still surrounded his ears, and he calmed down after a while.

The phoenix white robe on his body had already been changed into Chu Zongzong's uniform, and he adjusted the girdle with cracked cloud patterns embroidered with silver thread in front of the mirror before leaving the room.

The delay in Yu Xiaotian was not short, and at this time the sun was already in full swing.

He Shi Shi walked towards Chu Shichao's courtyard. Although there were other disciples looking at him on the way, no one dared to talk to him.Although they didn't know that he was the Demon Lord, they had some guesses about his identity.

None of this has anything to do with him. What he wants to do most now is to see Chu Shichao.

Yin Wan joined the brisk pace and arrived at the courtyard of Chu Shichao.

The courtyard door was open, but there was no one there.He stood in the middle of the courtyard, wondering why Xiao Zhao wasn't there?

He unfolded his vast spiritual consciousness and swept across the entire Chu Sect without noticing the existence of Chu Shichao. When he was frowning and thinking, there was a sudden movement behind him.

Yin Wanshen lowered her eyes, but still kept her posture still.He wants to see who dares to attack him from behind.

The man got closer and stopped behind him.

Just when she sensed that the man was starting to move, Yin Wanshen turned around abruptly, quickly grabbed the man's wrist, pulled hard, but failed to cut back, but sent herself into his arms.

"A Yin," Chu Shichao took this opportunity, turned his head and whispered in his ear, "You'll be naughty when you wake up, huh?"

The warm breath passed by his ears, and when he spoke, Chu Shi's chest trembled, and as the two of them pressed against each other spread to his shoulders, it evoked an indescribable numbness and tremor.His low voice is like the best wine in the world, soft in the mouth, mellow and fragrant, and you can pour it over with just one glass.

Yin Wanshen's breathing was stagnant, and she lay limp in his arms in a hopeless way.

Chu Shichao took advantage of the situation and turned from defense to offense. He held Yin Wanshen's cold hand with one hand, and wrapped his waist with the other, lifting him up effortlessly.

"Junior brother Yin is so weak, it seems that he needs to strengthen his training."

Chu Shi glanced over Yin Wanshen's delicate and white ears with his downcast eyes, his wanton eyes stopped on his left ear with a hole in it, and he rubbed his face sideways in a strange way.

The warm touch lingered on the side of his face for a long time, Yin Wanshen was startled, and couldn't figure out why Chu Shichao looked like this after not seeing him for several hours!He wanted to push Chu Shichao away, but there was nothing he could do.

This is his Taoist companion, the gentle smell on his body is not enough anyway, let alone the touch he has been longing for for a long time, even if it's just the touch of hair, it still makes him nostalgic.

How could it be pushed away!

"Master...Senior brother." Yin Wancan's last sliver of reason was about to collapse, and his free hands helplessly grabbed the clothes on Chu Shichao's shoulders.

"Ok?"

Sensing his strangeness, Chu Shichao let go of his hand, curled his index finger to lift Yin Wanshen's chin, and carefully looked at his cool and handsome face.

Yin Wanshen held his palm with icy cold hands, and said with difficulty: "I don't want to train."

Hearing this, Chu Shichao suddenly laughed.

Since he lost his memory, he has never shown such a wanton smile in front of Yin Wancan.For a moment, Yin Wancan thought that his time had come back.

A smile spread down his chest, and Yin Wanshen's eyes turned red instantly.

"Even if senior brother trains himself, you don't want it?"

Yin Wanshen closed her eyes and shook her head, "No."

The person in front of him was silent for a moment, leaned forward, rubbed his side face and stopped by his left ear, his soft voice was seductive, luring Yin Wanshen to agree to all his demands.

He said, "Brother will not punish you when you come back to live."

Yin Wanshen opened his eyes, the misty mist blurred his vision, a strand of Chu Shichao's black hair was blown up by the wind, he stretched out his hand to hook it, and said a low "hmm".

After getting a satisfactory answer, Chu Shichao stopped teasing him.Taking a step back, he raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of Yin Wanshen's eyes, knowing that he had gone too far this time.

But seeing Junior Brother Yin not walking with him, the turbulent emotions in his heart were hard to calm down.

He straightened Yin Wancan's hair at the sideburns, and led him into the main hall.

Yin Wanshen followed him obediently, without the slightest sign of the demons bowing down at Yu Xiaotian's order.

He took a step behind Chu Shi, looked at his broad shoulders, and said something in a low voice.

"Huh?" Chu Shichao heard the sound and looked back at him.

"Brother." Yin Wan said.

"Hmm." Chu Shichao smiled helplessly and turned around.

A trace of bitterness flashed in Yin Wanshen's eyes, what he wanted to call was never "senior brother", but...

Times.