I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

After hearing qinglongsan's reply, Su Wei's face turned black.

The first dark and capable Xuanwu hall disappeared, leaving only one man who was almost mad: "this bastard..."

Su Wei grabbed his hair hard: "you didn't disturb him, did you?"

Green Dragon Sany face expressionless face, mouth slightly twitch, as if to show a smile than cry also ugly.

"No, the brothers below all know that you can't disturb the second master at this time."

Su Wei, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and a face full of resentment, patted Qinglong San on the shoulder: "if you have a heart, I'll go to find him."

After that, he came out of the hall with a face of indignation.

Chen Luoyang frowned to himself.

However, he didn't say much. In this case, he said more and made more mistakes, just watching the change.

Anyway, Xixiang city is on their way to track the monks in Qingliang temple. They can just stop by and take people with them to leave without delay.

The chariot of six dragons flies into the sky.

Soon a city appeared on the horizon in the distance.

The ancient god peak of the magic cult is located in the mountains at the junction of Xiangzhou and Yuezhou.

Originally, it was in the depths of tens of millions of mountains in southern Xinjiang, with few people and high mountains and far water.

However, since the establishment of the demon sect, it has become more and more developed, with convenient transportation. It has opened up and established several major cities, which are surrounded by the ancient sacred peak of the general altar.

One of them is the elephant washing city.

However, because of the recent war, in order to avoid the spread of war, most of the civilians under the rule of the demon sect in the city were moved.

Compared with normal times, the city of Xi Xiang is sparse and desolate. Only a small number of residents and people in the demon sect remain here.

When the leader of the demon sect came in person, those who knew about it were boiling.

Although the meaning of the religious leader was that he would not stay by the way, most of the remaining people in the city of elephant washing came out to see him.

Su Wei calm face, came to a courtyard in the city.

In the courtyard, an old man was painting, while another young man was standing beside him and watching carefully.

The young man was dressed in hair, neither tied up nor crowned.

His appearance is only 17 or 8 years old. Now he is looking forward to the painting. His eyes are full of pure admiration.

The old man seems to be very happy that someone appreciates his paintings. Instead of chasing people, he is happy.

One or both of them will be absorbed in painting.

However, what makes Su Wei speechless is that, as a collector, the old man's paintings are not very good in his eyes.

He stepped forward and slapped the boy on the back.

Zhang Tianheng and qinglongsan, who are standing next to him, tremble with Su Wei's action.

"There are only a few people who can call him that." Green Dragon shakes his head three times.

Zhang Tianheng, who has always been rebellious, snorted: "you are smart. You didn't recruit him. Otherwise, you should be careful that he would bleed on the spot."

"Su er Ye changed his hobby and painting in the past two years. In fact, it's much better." Green dragon three grin: "it's better than when I loved carving a few years ago."

Zhang Tianheng rolled his eyes.

He is not afraid of powerful and fierce opponents.

But he didn't want to be a companion with someone who might be out of his mind at any time.

Su Wei slapped the young man on the back when he was in a bad mood.

As if he had just come back to himself, he turned to see Su Wei.

They were at least seven or eight points alike in appearance.

But the boy's spirit was much more than Su Wei's. He was radiant, red lipped, white toothed, and handsome.

"Big brother?"

The boy blinked.

He grabbed Su Wei, pointed to the old man with a smile and said, "brother, you see, this is the saint of painting."

At this time, the old man was also shocked. He was surprised to see a group of people like Su Wei and Zhang Tianheng in the courtyard.

With his vision, where can he recognize the big boss of this level of demon sect?

But Su Wei stood in front of him as if he were facing a high mountain.

The old man quickly said, "it's hard for the old man to amuse himself."

Su Wei wants to plant his brother in the field.

"Let's go." He finally calmed down and said faintly.

The young man hastily unfolded a scroll of paintings: "brother, just a moment, I haven't asked my husband to comment and guide my paintings."

The picture unfolds, a splash of ink landscape.

Although the technique is immature, it has a special charm.

The old man's painting skills are not good, but his eyesight is also very cunning, and he nods slightly.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

His nose moved. After smelling it twice, he couldn't help looking puzzled: "where's the smell of blood?"

The old man looked at the picture, and then at the young man, more and more uneasy.The teenager is full of expectation: "how about it?"

"Not so much!" Without waiting for the old man to speak, Su Wei coldly replied and put his hand on the young man's shoulder: "the leader is waiting for us. Do you want him to wait?"

"Elder martial brother?" The boy's face was slightly correct, but his eyes were brighter: "elder martial brother is back?"

It was then that his attention completely shifted away from the old man and his paintings in front of him.

Then the heart felt, looking back in a direction.

He is seeing the imperial chariot of six dragons in the distant sky.

The boy laughed, grabbed his painting and flew to the six dragon imperial chariot: "I'll show it to elder martial brother."

Su Wei rubbed his eyebrows in distress.

Zhang Tianheng showed his hand to him.

The demon sect and his party followed the boy and returned to the six dragon imperial chariot.

The courtyard, which was full before, was empty in an instant, leaving only the old man with a blank face.

“…… Teach The leader? " All of a sudden, the old man shivered and felt his knees a little soft.

In a twinkling, the figure of the boy came to the chariot of the six dragons.

"Elder martial brother, you are back." He walked into the hall with a smile.

Inside the hall, Chen Luoyang looks at each other quietly.

In fact, he was a little confused.

Is that the basaltic boy?

Su Wei's brother, Su ye?

Does he call me elder martial brother?

While digesting the new information, Chen Luoyang looked self-confident and scolded: "impetuous."

The tone is not harsh.

Even vaguely revealed some casual because of intimacy.

Listen to Su Ye's address to him, and then see that the other party comes to him without any communication. It looks like a natural habit. Chen Luoyang knows a little bit about it.

Being scolded by the leader, Su Ye shrinks her neck.

With the intention of asking for praise, he boldly unfolded the picture: "elder martial brother, this is my latest work."

Chen Luoyang smell the smell of blood, look at the painting, and then look at Su Ye.

This kid, painting with blood?

………… Animal blood or human blood?

"Keep quiet, keep your heart." Chen Luoyang light said: "your nephew lost."

“………… "Xiaoyuan?" Su Ye blinked and his face was dazed: "he came out to find a place to sketch?"