Sure enough, it's a member of the royal family!

Under the mask, the corners of Di Yin's lips were playfully curled, and he looked at the two people in front of him with an extremely cold gaze, and asked, "Why did you tamper with the script?" ”

He never liked.

Straightforward questioning is his consistent tradition.

"Pavilion master, your script is not good, so naturally you have to revise it."

Emperor Jiuchen was not afraid of danger, his black eyes stared at the man on the luxurious throne, and he did not lose at all in terms of momentum.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to say that the master of this pavilion is not good?"

Emperor Yin slowly raised his head and looked straight in the direction of Emperor Jiuchen, and in his black pupils, there was something extremely dark, escaping in all directions.

No one has ever dared to contradict him!

This Emperor Jiuchen is a little too bold!

Di Yin said that he was very unhappy, and even his lazy sitting posture was gone, leaning forward slightly, his hands tightly clenching the black armrests of the luxurious throne, looking ready to go.

Di Jiuchen sensed a powerful danger.

The man on the other side is too powerful, and the coercion released from the outside is even more incomparable, and his cultivation should be in the innate realm, or even higher, which is completely immeasurable.

It's not at all what the acquired realm of oneself can match.

He felt an absolute oppression.

From the body, to the momentum, to the soul.

But even so, Di Jiuchen still didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

"That's right, the original drama of the pavilion master is not good, the power above the court is tilted, and the desire for profit is consumed, I believe that ninety percent of young people are not interested."

Di Jiuchen's dark eyes became darker and darker, he kept in front of Jiang Louyue, and even took a step in the direction of the pavilion master, "The reason why Lou Gongzi's "Guardian" will succeed is because it is a love story. Therefore, the pavilion master's script must be changed! ”

Emperor Yin was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise crossed his dark eyes.

He didn't expect that Di Jiuchen would give himself such an answer.

"Aren't you Feng Jingnian's apprentice? is a martial arts practitioner, and can also dance and write? Di Yin was skeptical.

Emperor Jiuchen raised his eyebrows, as if he was provocative: "Who said that martial cultivators can't dance and ink?" ”

As he spoke, he flicked his long sleeves and flipped his black robe.

A total of eight volumes of "The Demon Concubine of the Scourged Country" flew out of the space ring, leaving a gorgeous arc in the air, and landed on the table next to the pavilion master's chair with unmistakable accuracy.

Di Yin stretched out his hand, picked up the top one casually, and began to flip through it.

"Demon Concubine of the Disaster Country?"

Di Yin sneered, his voice full of mockery, "What a ghost name." ”

He flipped through it very quickly, with ten lines at a glance, and finished reading the first part of "The Demon Concubine of the Troubled Country" in a short time.

At the end of the first part, the suspense left is very sufficient.

Di Yin couldn't help but take the second part from the table at hand and continued to read it.

That's it, the second, the third, the fourth......

Unconsciously, he has been fascinated by this strictly revised love story, and he can't extricate himself from the exquisite plot.

There was silence in the room.

Only the sound of the book turning pages can be heard.

After the mask, the mockery on Di Yin's face gradually dissipated, and his dark eyes became extremely serious.

The content of the original script about the tilting of power and the hatred of the country and the family began to appear in the third part, and by the fifth part, it was already obvious, and as for the seventh and eighth parts in the end, they were almost all bloody facts.

"Good, good, good!"

Half an hour later, Di Yin finished reading a set of eight copies of "The Demon Concubine of the Disaster Country", a rare touch of appreciation crossed his black eyes, and he actually said three good words in succession.

"This story is very well adapted."

After appreciating, Di Yin raised his head, looked in the direction of Di Jiuchen with a pair of black eyes, and said, "How did you come up with it?" ”

Although he was a little unwilling, Di Yin also had to admit that this rewritten script of "The Demon Concubine of the Disaster Country" is obviously more suitable for the younger generation, both in terms of story and twists.

It's him, the man, who can't help but be deeply attracted after seeing it.

"I just think it's more exciting for young people." Di Jiuchen's answer was simple.

He impersonated Nangong Beiche, on the one hand, to conduct an in-depth investigation, and on the other hand, he didn't want to involve innocent people in the whirlpool of this power struggle.

Di Yin stared at Di Jiuchen as if he wanted to see the depths of his soul.

He felt that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him was very not simple.

He practiced a very rare dark system exercise, and normal people couldn't help but be taken by the dark aura emanating from his body in front of him, and subconsciously bowed their heads and surrendered.

But this Emperor Jiuchen didn't.

From the very beginning he entered this room, his face had remained as usual, and his spirit had not fluctuated.

He will not be oppressed by his dark momentum.

It's so weird!

For more than 20 years, Di Yin had never encountered such a strange situation.

Emperor Jiuchen is not affected by his dark aura, and after analysis, there are only two possibilities, first, he, like himself, also contains the attribute of the dark spiritual root, and the purity of the spiritual root is not below himself; Second, what he possessed in his body was a spiritual root of light that could inherently purify darkness.

But—

Di Yin was confused.

As the vice principal of the Killing Academy, he paid attention to the freshman test of this year.

This Emperor Jiuchen, who entered the Killing Academy with the first place in the assessment, showed the five main spiritual roots in the second layer of the spiritual root attribute test, and the five elements were perfect. The tester did not show anything related to the Dark Root and the Light Root.

It's weird.

Di Yin slowly stood up.

The ghost made the god staggered, and he walked in the direction of Emperor Jiuchen step by step.

Originally, the distance between Di Yin and Di Jiuchen was only seven steps.

Nowadays, six steps, five steps, four steps, three steps......

Jiang Louyue panicked.

As the Pavilion Master approached, she could clearly feel the suffocating sense of oppression getting stronger and stronger.

She could see that the pavilion master was coming for Emperor Jiuchen.

What to do?

In case of a big conflict between the two of them, the senior brother will definitely not be able to beat the pavilion master, besides, Jiuding Pavilion is originally the territory of the pavilion master, and the senior brother is even more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Jiang Louyue broke out in a cold sweat, and a layer of white sweat appeared on her back, soaking her underwear.

"Senior Brother......

Subconsciously, she stretched out a hand and grabbed Di Jiuchen's sleeve from behind, wanting to pull him back away from the terrifying man who was full of dark aura.

She even forgot that she was Lou Gongzi now, and shouted a title that could reveal her true identity