After hearing Qinglong San's answer, Su Wei's face turned dark.

The gloomy and capable Xuanwu Palace disappeared, leaving only a man who was almost crazy: "This bastard..."

Su Wei grabbed his hair hard: "You didn't go to alarm him, did you?"

Qinglong San's face, which had been expressionless, twitched slightly, as if a smile that was even worse than crying.

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

Su Wei patted Qinglong San’s shoulder with a pair of dark circles, his face full of helplessness, and said, “You are determined, I’ll go find him.”

After saying that, he left the hall with anger on his face.

Chen Luoyang frowned secretly when he saw it.

But he didn't say much. In this case, he said more and made mistakes, and just wait and see what happened.

Anyway, Xixiang City is on their way to track the monks of Qingliang Temple, just go there and take the people with you without wasting time.

The Six Dragon Emperor's Chariot flew into the sky.

Soon, a city appeared on the distant horizon.

The Ancient God Peak of the Demon Cult Headquarters is located among the mountains at the junction of Xiangzhou and Yuezhou.

Originally, it was the deep mountains in the southern border, with few people and high mountains and far waters.

However, since the Demon Cult has been rooted in this place, it has become better and better, with convenient transportation, and has opened up several heroic cities, which lies in the outer periphery of the Ancient God Peak of the General Hall.

Xixiang City is one of them.

However, because of the recent war, in order to avoid the impact of the war, most of the civilians under the rule of the Demon Sect in the city were moved.

Xixiang City is much more sparse and desolate than usual, with only a few residents and people from the Demon Cult, still here.

The leader of the Demon Cult came in person, and the insiders were immediately excited.

Although the leader’s intention was to pass by and not stop, most of the remaining people in Xixiang City were driven out to pay homage.

Su Wei calmly came to a courtyard in the city.

I saw an old man painting in the yard, while another young man stood beside him and watched carefully.

The boy's hair was disheveled, neither tied up nor carried a crown.

He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and now he was full of sincerity and a fanatical expression of longing and passionateness. He focused on watching the old man's paintings, his eyes full of pure admiration.

The old man seemed very happy that someone appreciated his paintings, not only did he not drive people away, but he was happy.

The two of them draw and read, and both are fully focused on it, without any mentality to understand people or things from outside.

However, what made Su Wei speechless was that as a person who likes to collect, the old man's paintings were really not very good in his eyes.

He walked forward and slapped the boy hard on the back.

When Zhang Tianheng and Qinglong San who were standing next to him were trembling in their hearts as Su Wei's actions.

"There are only a few people, so I can call this master like this." Qinglong San shook his head repeatedly.

Zhang Tianheng, who had always been unruly, snorted: "You are smart, you didn't call him, otherwise you would be careful of being bleeded on the spot as paint."

"Su Erye has changed his hobbies in the past two years and changed his paintings, which is actually much better." Qinglong San grinned: "It's better than when he was interested in carving in the past few years."

Zhang Tianheng rolled his eyes.

He is not afraid of powerful and cruel opponents.

But he didn't want to be a companion with a person who could get fucked and had an abnormal mind at any time.

When the person next to him was slandering, Su Wei slapped the boy on the back.

The boy seemed to have come back to his senses and turned to look at Su Wei.

The two have at least seven or eighty-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-

However, the boy's energy was much more energetic than Su Wei. He was radiant, with red lips and white teeth and handsome face.

"Big brother?"

The boy blinked.

He grabbed Su Wei, pointed at the old man who was painting with a smile and said, "Brother, come and see, this is simply a painting saint."

The old man was also alarmed at this time and looked at the courtyard with Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others in surprise.

With his vision, how could he recognize the demon sect boss at this level?

But Su Wei stood in front of him and made him feel as if he was facing a mountain.

The old man hurriedly said, "I am a little self-entertainment work, but it is hard to catch the eyes of Fang's family."

Su Wei wished he could plant his younger brother in the field.

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

The boy hurriedly unfolded a scroll: "Brother, wait a moment, I haven't asked the gentleman to comment and guide my painting yet."

The scroll is unfolded, with a splash of ink on the landscape.

Although the brushwork is immature, it has a unique charm.

The old man was not good at painting skills, but he was very clever in his eyesight and nodded slightly.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

My nose twitched, and after smelling it twice, I couldn't help but look puzzled: "Where does the smell of blood come from?"

The old man looked at the scroll and then the boy, and he became more and more uneasy.

The boy was full of expectations: "How is it?"

"Not really!" Before the old man could speak, Su Wei replied coldly, reaching out and pressing his hand on the young man's shoulder: "The leader is waiting for us, do you want him to wait?"

"Senior Brother?" The young man's expression was slightly more upright, but his eyes were brighter: "Senior Brother is back?"

Only then did his attention completely remove from the old man in front of him and his paintings.

Then I felt something and looked back in one direction.

I was seeing the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot in the distant sky.

The young man smiled, grabbed his painting, and flew towards the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot: "I'll show it to my senior brother."

Su Wei rubbed his eyebrows in distress.

Zhang Tianheng spread his hands at him.

The Demon Sect and his group followed the young man and returned to the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot.

The courtyard that was already full before instantly returned to the empty space, leaving only the old man with a confused look on his face.

"...Teaching...Teaching leader?!" The old man suddenly shivered all over and felt his knees become a little weak.

The young man's figure arrived at the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot in a blink of an eye.

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

Chen Luoyang looked at the other person quietly in the hall.

In fact, he was a little confused.

This kid is that Xuanwuyi?

Su Wei’s younger brother, Su Ye?

Does he call me a senior brother?

While digesting the newly obtained information, Chen Luoyang looked calm and scolded: "Frizz."

The tone is not harsh.

It even faintly reveals a little bit of randomness because of intimacy.

Listening to Su Ye’s name to him, Chen Luoyang was slightly aware of it when he saw the other party coming to him without any communication.

Su Ye shrank his neck when he was scolded by the leader.

With a little bit of praise, he boldly unfolded the scroll: "Senior Brother, this is my latest work."

Chen Luoyang smelled the bloody smell, looked at the painting, and then looked at Su Ye.

This kid uses blood to paint?

………Beast blood, or human blood?

"Shut up and calm down." Chen Luoyang said lightly: "Your nephew is lost."
Chapter completed!