At that time, he used memory loss as an excuse to ask Mino to tell him a lot about the Demon Lord.
Ninth-grade magic weapon, Wangchuan!
The ninth level is the pinnacle of spiritual weapons in the world.
Ke Wangchuan was just a mortal weapon at first. It was the Demon Lord's method of fusing spirits. Every time it advanced to a level, it needed three spiritual weapons of a higher level as sacrifices. In the end, it was gradually pushed to the peak of the ninth level.
!
If the Demon Lord's life is a legend, then the only thing that runs through the legend from beginning to end is this sword.
Now that the demon king has been reincarnated, this demon sword has been silent for thousands of years.
Yu Xian even thought that after the Demon Lord was reincarnated, he would look for Wangchuan as soon as possible.
He never expected that Wangchuan would appear in front of him in such a way.
He didn't know whether he should take this sword or not.
catch?
If she reveals something and Mino discovers that she is not the Demon Lord, then she will definitely be the first person to want to kill her!
Maybe the Level 6 [Betrayal] in Luck will be here tomorrow!
Not answering?
But what excuse should I use? Say that I am not the Demon Lord?
He has told Mino countless times that he is not the Demon Lord.
Now he has no choice but to accept this identity, and he also needs this identity now, so he plans to fool Dan Chenyu and the others away first.
But now Wangchuan suddenly appears, completely disrupting his plan!
"Emperor?"
Seeing Yu Xian's delay in taking the sword, Minuo was a little confused: "What's wrong with you?"
"No."
Yu Xian frowned and pondered for a few breaths, then slowly raised his head to look at Minuo.
"Xiao Nuo, if I said that I am not the Demon Lord, would you believe it?"
"letter!"
Minuo smiled and narrowed his eyes: "I believe whatever the young master says. What's more, of course you are not the Demon Lord now, but my young master!"
"I know that the young master specifically gave me the opportunity to find Wangchuan. Otherwise, with my background, it would be very difficult for me to match the young master."
"But it's okay now. As long as the young master drops blood on the Wangchuan River, he can reawaken the Wangchuan River. I can also make a great contribution. Even if my great-grandfather wakes up, he will never stop the two of us."
Yu Xian:(??????)?
He didn't know why, but he always felt that he and Mino were not on the same channel.
No matter what, she still couldn't understand what she meant.
He didn't intend to explain anymore.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to tell Mino the truth. Even if he wants to say it, Mino must believe it!
That's the Demon Lord!
Who has the ability to squeeze out the demon king's soul and occupy his body?
To people in this world, this joke is no less ridiculous than stealing the Chinese language from someone else.
Yu Xian shook his head, but still did not reach out to pick up Wangchuan. Instead, he raised his hand and tapped the table: "Put it on the table and go find a room to rest first. Let's wait until you recover from your injury."
"ah?"
Mino was stunned for a moment, but she still stood up, held Wangchuan in her hands and placed it on the table.
"Yes, young master, then I will leave first?"
"Um."
Mino still stood there with his head lowered: "Aren't we going to be together tonight?"
I heard from those old people that even if they sleep together at night, they still might not be able to conceive a child, so they have to sleep more often.
"No need, the crisis has been resolved."
Yu Xian's mind is now full of Wangchuan, but he has no intention to think about anything else, and he has not understood what Minuo really meant.
"Yes, then Xiaonuo will resign first."
Minuo didn't suspect anything, turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Yu Xian alone.
Oh no, there is also a cat.
The black cat jumped onto the table and pulled Wangchuan with its paws: "Is this Wangchuan? It feels like it's just a little flatter than a fire stick."
"Don't move!"
Yu Xian picked up the black cat and jumped back a step: "You are going to die! If you encounter any restrictions, there is no need to perform a minor surgical sterilization on you. You can just fly up on the spot, and you will have to fly a gift.
one!"
"Then what are you going to do?"
The black cat licked its paws: "Just leave it like this? Just as a decoration?"
Yu Xian didn't speak, just stared at Wangchuan for a while, then silently walked to where he was and sat down.
After a long time, he still couldn't help but sigh.
"well."
No matter what, I have to try it sooner or later.
Now that thousands of years have passed, this sword is almost rusty and moldy. As long as you are careful not to scratch the skin and cause tetanus or something, there should be no problem, right?
Yu Xian tried to reach out his hand, and when he was about to hold Wangchuan, a voice suddenly popped up next to him!
"Why did the Demon Lord sigh?"
Zhang Yi!
Yu Xian's heart trembled, and his hand that was still hesitant immediately grasped Wangchuan and pointed the sword blade in the direction of the sound, up to the tip of Zhang Yi's nose!
You cultivators of immortality and demonism don’t make any sound when you walk!
But why is this guy here?
Now they just call me Demon Lord. Are they really planning to kill me?
Zhang Yi's claws instantly became numb and he didn't dare to move even a little bit, but his legs still couldn't stop trembling.
It's over, it's over. Did he think that he disrespected him when he just called him 'Demon Lord', so he planned to kill him?
One breath, two breaths...
Three full breaths passed, and neither of them made any movement.
When Yu Xian saw that Zhang Yi hadn't moved, he relaxed and slowly lowered his head to Wangchuan.
Although he was obviously a nervous person, he comforted Zhang Yi like an old dog: "Don't be nervous, I'm just testing you."
After saying that, he sat back to his original position, his palms sweating slightly, and he couldn't help but clasp Wangchuan's hands tightly, for fear that Zhang Yi would notice something.
"Sit down, don't be formal."
"yes."
Zhang Yi originally wanted to answer 'yes', but he was afraid of experiencing that feeling again, so he chose a more humble 'yes'.
But he didn't dare to get too close to Yu Xian, so he just sat there cross-legged.
"Ahem."
Seeing Zhang Yi like this, Yu Xian felt relieved and gradually entered the state of 'showing his saint in front of others': "You just asked me why I sighed? Do you have the answer in your heart?"
Zhang Yi shook his head.
"Because you came later than I thought, so I was a little disappointed."
Zhang Yi quickly lowered his head: "This is because..."
He had been mentally prepared for a long time before coming to see Yu Xian. He finally waited until the other guy went to Wanhua Lane and then quietly came over.
"I don't like hearing reasons."
Before Zhang Yi could finish speaking, Yu Xian interrupted him forcefully.
He looked at Zhang Yi, and to fit the context, he held the hilt of his sword and paused on the floor: "A reason is an excuse for not getting something done."
"You came here because of the death energy in your body, right?"
"yes."
Zhang Yi responded, bowing his head and answering respectfully: "Please ask the devil... His Majesty the Emperor to make it clear!"
"Explicitly stated? Ridiculous! Could it be that what I stated explicitly wasn't clear enough..."
There was another word "Xian" that was not spoken, so Yu Xian froze on the spot.
He seemed to feel something was wrong with his palms. When he looked down, he saw that his hands were full of scarlet red!
Too bad!
When I just held the sword, it seemed like I was cut by something!