Yan Jing suddenly became a little uncertain again.

Because once you think about it, there are many contradictions in what Yan Fenghuan said and what he did.

If the inheritance is true, then the most important thing to do is to delay for ten days and then annihilate the demon race in one fell swoop. can be said to be happy, but he unscrupulously exposed this matter, greatly reducing the chance of success.

Just because - tired? He couldn't believe it.

He knew how persistent Yan Fenghuan was about sweeping away the demons, and she never took it lightly.

But if the inheritance is fake, then this game of chess, the loopholes are too big, as long as the demon lord still can't shrink, all this is meaningless!

With the prudence of the demon lord, it is impossible not to think of these, and with the temperament of words and joy, this kind of thankless work will not be done.

But the truth is that it deviates from logic.

Yan Jing really couldn't figure it out for a while, he didn't even dare to ask anything more, for fear that if he didn't cooperate well, this scene would be full of mistakes and omissions, and his plan would be ruined.

However, at this time, Yan Fenghuan suddenly laughed: "You are so old, how can you be more frizzy than Shuyu."

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「……」

Yan Jing was suddenly "attacked", and he didn't dare to refute, he subconsciously looked at Yan Shuyu, only to see the latter lowering his eyes slightly, and his expression was indeed very calm.

As if noticing Yan Jing's gaze, Yan Shuyu looked up at him, paused, and then reassured, "Don't worry."

The voice was cold and steady, and Yan was stunned for a moment.

However, Yan Shuyu seemed to have guessed his thoughts: "As long as the Demon Lord believes in the existence of the inheritance, then he will only be left with the two choices given by His Excellency. And Your Excellency, you will make him believe it."

Yan Fenghuan smiled and glanced back at Yan Shuyu, the latter's gaze was firm and calm, in such a short period of time, she had already sorted out her thoughts from the mess.

On the contrary, it was respectful, and it was even more confusing.

From this point of view, Yan Shuyu is indeed in line with her status as an "elder", although the two are really older than their age, and Yan Jing is more than a few laps older.

「…… How?" Yan Jing really didn't hold back.

At this time, Yan Shuyu was silent.

She had just woken up and had very little information, and there was really no way to deduce the question.

Yan Fenghuan smiled and explained Yan Jing's confusion: "Didn't I ask Xi Lian and the two of them to pass the word?"

"But the Demon Lord would—" Do you believe the two of them?

Halfway through the words, my eyes lit up first.

No, the demon lord is cunning and cautious, Yan Fenghuan's threat must require sufficient evidence, what really matters is not that sentence, it is Xi Lian and Feng Lingzi themselves!

"So the means by which you stripped the Sealed Spirit Sons of their power is part of the inheritance?" Yan Jing realized it later, and glanced at the silent Yan Shuyu again, "There are ...... Is the resurrection of the patriarchs the same?"

Words are strong and powerful, but they are not omnipotent.

These two things were something she would never have been able to do before, but at this juncture, they were achieved one after another.

If it is said that Xi Lian and Feng Lingzi's cultivation losses still make the demon lord hesitate, then Yan Shuyu's resurrection is definitely a heavy blow.

Yan Fenghuan smiled and bowed his head slightly.

The demon lord likes to watch in the dark, so she will let her see enough, the fire is enough, and she doesn't worry about the mice not coming out of the hole.

Yan Jing's brows relaxed, and his worried heart temporarily settled.

Seeing him like this, Yan Fenghuan smiled again: "Okay, what should be said has been said. Let's go see them, I see that a few of them have a tendency to break through."

Yan Jing was stunned: "Yes."

Immediately crossed the two of them and walked towards the crowd, and they were very upright, blocking the outside sound with spiritual power.

Yan Shuyu retracted her gaze and asked softly, "Your Excellency, what do you want to say?"

Yan Fenghuan deliberately supported his respect, and Yan Shuyu could naturally see it.

"I want you to go into the Void Realm to meditate." Yan Fenghuan turned her head and looked at her quietly.

Yan Shuyu pursed her lips and did not make a sound.

She almost never disobeyed Yan Fenghuan's orders, but when it came to this matter, she had lingering fears.

At that time, she and her father obeyed the order and did not move, which led to the loss of news of Yan Fenghuan, causing her to be isolated and wandering.

Yan Fenghuan knew what she was worried about, so she said, "Don't worry, no one in the world can help me now, and I won't repeat the mistakes of the past."

Yan Shuyu was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, but Your Excellency, if there is an accident, please forgive Shuyu for disobeying."

She had been Yan Fenghuan's guard for a long time back then, and she knew how to enter and exit the Void Illusion Realm.

Yan Fenghuan smiled helplessly: "Okay."

Yan Shuyu and Yan Fenghuan quietly glanced at each other, then lowered their eyes and bowed their heads, and a gust of wind blew, and her fiery red figure disappeared into the moonlight.

……

The monks spent most of the night, and when the first quarter moon was sinking in the west, some people turned back from their state of concentration one after another.

They were all in good spirits, and they didn't show any sense of exhaustion.

The aura transformed by the divine power of Xi Lian and Feng Lingzi was extremely rich, and the thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and some people obviously wanted to seize the opportunity and break through in one fell swoop.

Among them, including Yan Ling, seeing their handprints change one after another, the corners of Yan Fenghuan's eyes twitched.

She flew forward and brought out the eager Ji Linxing and the bold Yan Silent Yue.

slapped the two out of a state of concentration.

"Ouch-" Ji Linxing roared the loudest, but Yan Jingyue was shocked for a second, and when she saw that it was Yan Fenghuan's hand, she was immediately silenced.

"Don't have any points for your status?" Yan Fenghuan floated in the air with his hands folded, "I want to continue to ascend before my cultivation is compacted, for fear that my cultivation path is too long."

Ji Linxing's cultivation was up and down, and not long after he returned to the early stage of the fourth order, Yan Lianyue was because of the benefits of physical cultivation and exercises, coupled with the conditioning of the gentle prescription elixir, he had already climbed to the third order in such a short time, and the speed was too fast.

It is indeed possible for them to break through with these rich spiritual energy, but it is also easy to make the spiritual power float, which is not cost-effective in the long run.

The two admitted that they were wrong, but they did not defend themselves.

"The disciple is in a hurry." Yan Shiyue admitted her mistake in a low voice.

Yan Fenghuan shook his head without too much blame.

At this time, they want to improve their strength as soon as possible, but they just want to contribute more.

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By the time the morning light and the moonlight intertwined, most of the monks had completed their advancement.

Yan Ling and several people have improved, Wen Hanchi successfully crossed the threshold of the third order and advanced to the fourth order, his foundation is very solid, so the thunder tribulation is also quite smooth, but the most surprising thing is Li Yuzhi.

The changes brought about by the Flame Hunting Divine Technique finally came to fruition at this moment, her control over the Flame of Scourge had improved significantly, and her cultivation had also rushed to the middle of the fourth order, once again becoming the highest cultivation among several people.

"Not bad, not bad." Yan Feng clapped his hands with a smile.

As he spoke, there was a sound of breaking wind coming from behind.

Yan Fenghuan's head tilted slightly, and the silver thunderbolt was wrapped in his hand, intercepting the golden feather arrow coming towards her back, and the smile on his face faded.

The huge impact caused her body to shake forward, and then she clenched some feather arrows, and the Yin Wind and Thunder encroached up, turning the feather arrows into powder.

She turned to look into the air, and in the moonlight, a man's figure gradually revealed.

It's Feng Lingzi.

He floated quietly in the air, still dressed as a noble son, but he felt very strange.

When Feng Lingzi appeared in the past, there always seemed to be arrogance between his eyebrows, and his eyes were also picky, and anyone with a discerning eye could see his arrogance.

However, this time, his face was only a little indifferent, and even if he was happy with the words, he no longer had the disgust he had before.

In just a few days, it seems like a different person.

"Honorable

Be careful." Yan said respectfully.

Yan Fenghuan looked at Feng Lingzi and answered casually.

"Okay, if you have something to say, let it go." The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then snorted and sneered.

According to Feng Lingzi's previous appearance, Yan Fenghuan's attitude must anger him.

However, this time, his expression did not even change, he looked at Yan Fenghuan, and asked with rare calm, "Did you really want the Savior God in the first place?"

Everyone frowned, not understanding which Feng Lingzi was singing.

Yan Fenghuan didn't seem to expect him to mention this, squinted his eyes, and didn't speak.

Feng Lingzi tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't smile, and asked again, "Do you have a way to bring the Lord God back to life?"

"Nope." Yan Fenghuan did not procrastinate on this issue.

There was silence again.

Feng Lingzi whispered, "Yes."

Immediately, he didn't ask any more questions, and threw a black streamer at Yan Fenghuan with his hand, and was finally stopped by the flamboyant silver thunderbolt one meter in front of Yan Fenghuan.

The streamer dissipated, and inside was a letterhead, and the handwriting was a standard official book.

"I delivered the letter. Away from Ember Shadow, I advise you, don't go. As long as you have demonic energy in your body, it is impossible to defeat the demon lord, and he is even more terrifying than you think."

Yan Fenghuan reached out and took the letterhead and ignored him.

Feng Lingzi was not angry, he looked at Yan Fenghuan, snorted meaninglessly, and then his body turned into golden dust, floating in the night sky, shining.

Everyone looked at each other.

Ji Linxing was bold, and directly stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"

Yan Feng happily raised the open letterhead in his hand so that they could also read the contents on it.

There are two lines of poetry on it: life does not meet, and movement is like participating in business. Tonight and night, a total of this lamp candlelight.

It is still written by Lishu, upright and simple, and very elegant.

Yan Jing asked, "Is this written by the Demon Lord?"

Yan Fenghuan didn't care: "It should be."

"What is this trying to say?" Ji Linxing took a closer look and didn't see anything else, so he looked at Jiang Xiaoyue again, "Do you understand?"

Probably because of the academic filter, others also looked at Jiang Xiaoyue.

The latter twitched the corner of his mouth: "I...... He's an engineering student, so at best he can see what he means on the surface."

Like them, several people looked disappointed.

In fact, they have been dealing with obscure exercises and difficult spiritual arts for many years, and the surface meaning of this poem is not difficult to understand, but whether it is a feeling for life or a reunion of acquaintances, it is really weird to put it here.

"You don't know if the Demon Lord still treats you as a friend, does he?" Ji Linxing muttered.

When he said this, he himself shivered with a cold chill, but Yan Fenghuan smiled faintly and did not answer.