In fact, Wu Wu, who was standing next to him, heard his heart a long time ago, and he didn't say anything but to see what he would do, and found that he was stunned, even the two guards guarding the door realm were also stunned, and couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that the management of the demon world has been too loose recently, and he doesn't know how the lord of the demon world manages.

Finally, he still chose to step forward, and the hem of the black robe swayed with it, dangling in front of Tsundere Xun, but when he blocked the sight of him and the two guards, Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu didn't care, his lips smiled lightly, and he asked the two guards in front of him with a very kind attitude: "I don't know if the Demon Envoy of Fayan can be in the Demon Realm?"

Fa Yan is Uncle Fa's full name, and there is no one in the Demon Realm who does not know that he is the right-hand man of the Demon Lord, and he is also the Demon Envoy who manages the order of the entire Demon Realm, taking care of all the big and small things in the Demon Realm.

The two guards have been in the Demon Realm for 200 years, and it is understandable that they have not seen the famous Young Master of the Demon Realm, and the Gate of the Sect Realm can enter and exit at will is also the Young Master of the Demon Realm, but after that happened 500 years ago, the Demon Realm was like a change of blood, and all the people related to the Young Master disappeared.

Those who can remember the young master are the people in the Demon Palace, and the others naturally don't know anything.

Maybe it was Wu's mellow voice that gave the two guards a good feeling, in fact, they had looked at them one by one from the time they came, but Wuwu's head was half covered by the hood on the black robe, only bright red lips were exposed, and the tip of the nose was faintly visible, the pale skin formed a clear contrast with the black clothes, and the big robe also covered the body, and it was almost impossible to see what this person looked like.

Compared with the young man behind him, the man in front of him was the mystery he couldn't fathom in his heart, and he didn't dare to scold him at will, as if he was invisibly exerting a pressure and oppressing the two of them.

When they saw that the man in front of them knew the Enamel Demon Envoy, they seemed to be hesitating to answer, and they hadn't said the words yet, but what they didn't expect was that the next moment they saw the other man take out something again, and the clear voice came slowly: "If he is in the temple, you will hand this thing over to him, and he will know at a glance that if he is not there, then you will bring him to Elder Fuze, and say, 'I am back'." ”

The two guards saw what he had handed over, and in that slender hand lay a pendant, a pearl-sized black bead with an equally black tassel tied at the end.

After careful consideration, the two of them looked at each other in unison, as if they felt that his tone did not seem to be deceiving, plus they had always known that Elder Fuze did not often go out of the demon realm, and the outside world only knew a thing or two about him, but listening to his tone, he seemed to be very familiar, and he didn't want to fool people.

At last, one of them put down the bar, took it politely from his hand, and said with a hint of respect in his tone, "Then please wait here for a while, and let me convey it." ”

"There is labor. It was as if he knew that they would take the things and report them, so he retreated in time, and stood back where he was, his coat and hat obscuring his expression, and he just stood quietly like that, without a trace of impatience.

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Half an hour later, the hurried guard returned, and at the same time walked in front of him in a relatively small but brisk manner, and his hurried footsteps could be heard before he had reached 20 meters from the gate.

At the boundary gate, the old man saw the familiar figure, his black and brown eyes flashed a trace of crystal, and he held the beads he handed over from the guards in his hand, and at that moment he thought it was fake, but when the real person appeared in sight, he couldn't help but feel a slight sour mood in his heart, that was really a person who had been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Jun Shao!" Uncle Fa ran to him excitedly, his hands trembling, as if he wanted to touch whether this was true, but he didn't dare, for fear that this was his own delusion.

From a distance, he saw a thin figure hurrying from there, walking in a hurry, and when he saw him, he stopped a few steps in disbelief, and walked up to him only after he was sure that it was him.

I don't know when the old man in front of him has a face full of traces of time, but fortunately, he seems to be in good spirits, taking off his coat and hat, revealing that familiar face, and his long black hair is scattered behind his straight back with his movements.

He bent down slightly and respectfully bowed to the visitor, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fa, it's okay lately!"

"It's been five hundred years, five hundred years, you are finally willing to come back, the old slave has been waiting for you for a long time, and the demon lord is also waiting for you to come back. When he saw that cold and handsome face, there was no doubt that he trembled and put his arms on his arms and stopped him, he could not stand this ceremony, he said with tears in his eyes, full of sorrow, but more of relief.

His family's Jun Shao finally came back, and after waiting for so many years, he still looked forward to coming back.

"I know, Uncle Fa. He put his hands on his excited arms, sighed, and said helplessly, "This is not the place to speak. ”

His eyes glanced at Xun, who had been standing on the side and had not made a sound, and the guards with surprised faces, comforting Uncle Fa.

"It's the old slave who was negligent. Uncle Fa also realized his carelessness, knowing that Jun Shao was picking up prestige for himself, he took the hands on his arms, and wiped his eyes with his sleeves without any scruples, and then glanced at the two guards with a grim expression, and said casually, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "There have been different people here after you left, if it was still back then, how could you be stopped at your own door!"

But how could he not hear that he was actually complaining about himself, he showed a crying smile, this little old man still picked on his own thorns as always.

"It's okay, don't you think I'm okay?" he deliberately pretended not to care.

"It's good, it's not good at all!" The old man, who was still crying just now, turned his face this time as if he had to loudly reprimand the man who was 2 heads taller than him in front of him, and reprimanded him, "It's still not because of your own fault..."

"Uncle Farn" Ao interrupted what he wanted to say in a kind voice, and looked at him helplessly, "I have something, can't we go in and talk about it?"

"Hmph" The little old man frowned, he wanted to continue, but this is really not a good place to talk, so he can only keep his mouth shut.

"Why are you still watching, let people in. He was seriously angry at the two guards who had long since lost their place, and walked in by himself without looking back.

He laughed hoarsely, shook his head and glanced at the two of them, and called Xun to enter the Demon Realm Gate together.

The two guards behind him panicked at this time, from the enamel demon envoy coming in person, to the word "Jun Shao" in his mouth, they didn't need to think much about it to know that the one just now was actually the young master in the demon world who must not be mentioned, but why not as disdainful and unruly as others said, although cold but handsome face, and speak warmly, they didn't want to be as proud as they described.

Looking at each other, they all felt that it was all too unreal.