Chapter 492: The North Pole

Zhulong's words made Lu Heng look embarrassed.

For a moment, I really didn't know how to defend myself.

After all, it all sounds like too much of a coincidence...

"The Four Elephants Cauldron was lost by the witch?" Lu Heng's expression was a little speechless.

The little fox back then had inherited the mantle of the witch aunt, which he had known before.

However, he didn't know that this little fox had accidentally lost the Four-Elephant Cauldron belonging to the Ten Witches of Lingshan.

And now, the magical weapon suspected to be the Four-Elephant Cauldron has appeared in the North Pole Tiangui Palace...

Lu Heng sighed helplessly: "It's only the Spring and Autumn Period that I know I'm guilty... time will prove everything."

Zhulong and Jiu Mie laughed and nodded in agreement.

In this way, the three of them sat by the window and began to wait for the arrival of the last cauldron.

The demons did not keep them waiting. Three hours after the third cauldron passed, the fourth cauldron finally appeared under the demonic clouds on the horizon.

However, this time, there were no demonic soldiers or generals to protect them, and there was no demonic dragon carrying the cauldron.

When the bronze cauldron exuding a strong sinister aura flew from the sky, it was accompanied only by a woman in Tsing Yi wearing a gauze face, unable to see her true appearance and unable to feel her aura.

In the end, under the watch of Lu Heng and the others, the woman in Tsing Yi with an unknown origin escorted the bronze cauldron and flew into the palace and disappeared into the main hall.

Zhulong and Jiu Mie looked at each other, and Zhu Long said: "Friend Jiu Mie, have you ever heard of such a mysterious woman in green in the North Pole Tiangui Palace?"

Jiu Mie chuckled and said: "Zhulong's friend has a noble status and a family of tens of millions. He can understand all the disturbances in the wild world, but he has never heard of this mysterious woman in green, and it is even less likely that the lonely old monk will listen. Passed."

After saying that, the two looked at Lu Heng again.

Lu Heng looked helpless: "My magic eye can't see this woman's face clearly... Her veil must be an extremely sharp magic weapon that can hide her appearance and aura."

Lu Heng told the truth.

Zhulong and Jiu Mie laughed and said, "We didn't say anything...my friend, why are you so nervous?"

"Yes? Friend, why are you so nervous?"

Lu Heng was speechless when he heard the two bad friends joking and teasing each other.

The three of them were chatting and laughing in the side hall. At the same time, in a secret room in the core area of ​​the North Pole Tiangui Palace, a faint sandalwood incense was lit.

The woman in green who had escorted the last bronze cauldron to arrive was now standing in the secret room, handing the wooden box in her hand to the young Demon Lord Sun Yan.

Jiufeng, who was standing next to him, chuckled and said, "The situation is already established, we just need to wait for the opportunity."

After the boy in white opened the wooden box and took a look at the contents, his stern face seemed to soften a little.

He put away the wooden box and thanked the woman in green in front of him sincerely: "Thank you very much, Sister Su. Sister Sun is so kind to me. Even if Sun Yan is broken into pieces, he will not be able to repay..."

But the woman in green stopped him with a smile and said: "There is no need to say any polite words. You are the disciple of Lord Wolf God, and it is my duty to protect you. But now that the army of heaven has gathered at the border, it will be difficult to see the situation. How long will it take for Xiao Ai to launch a general attack?"

"When the Heavenly Tribulation Sword falls, Sun Yan, you..."

There was a little worry in the eyes of the woman in green.

The young man in white smiled casually and said: "Sister Su, don't worry. After tonight, there will be no traitors from Hanyu Mountain in the world. I am a true demon, and I should kill all enemies in the world. The eight wastelands are so big that I can kill a bloody person." It has become a river.”

"Family fighting against each other will never happen again."

"Senior Sister Xiao Ai wants to clean up the house, but she has to find me."

Speaking of this, the boy in white who always had a cold face now showed a rare free and easy smile.

At this moment, there was no trace of gloom or evil in him, and he looked sunny and cheerful, just like an innocent child.

Inexplicably, the woman in green's eyes warmed slightly, and she seemed to see the man in white who smiled and held her hand.

Although the man in white who was always personable and calm has been gone for many years, some of his precious qualities seem to remain in this young man.

This young man always wears white clothes like his master, although his temperament and voice are completely different from his master. But some core things remain the same and never change.

And this was also the reason why I was willing to risk the world's disapproval to help him after seeing him.

Thinking of this, the woman in green smiled nostalgically and said, "Then I wish you can prove the true devil..."

After the boy in white and Jiu Feng watched the woman in green leave, when the secret room closed again, Jiu Feng smiled and said: "Little monkey, you have finally reached this point... although my sister is already alive. It’s been so long, but it’s the first time I’m as excited as today... Hehe..."

Jiufeng smiled and touched the boy's face gently, her eyes full of obsessed love: "Sister, I'm really happy for you."

In the arms of Palace Master Jiufeng, the expression of the young man in white has returned to its former stern expression.

He allowed this charming and beautiful woman to hang on his body and said, "Go out, I have one last thing to do."

The slightly outrageous request of the young man in white did not make Palace Master Jiufeng angry.

She chuckled, touched the side of the boy's face, and said: "I know, I know, my sister is waiting for you outside, please hurry up~~"

After saying that, the ancient demon with a vicious reputation that shocked the world laughed and let go of the boy in white, and walked calmly toward the secret room.

Whenever the young man in white encountered a major event, he would meditate alone in the secret room.

This little man who was once immature, desperate, resentful, extreme, but had great potential, constantly imitated the image of the person in his heart in such constant meditation, and finally reached the current level step by step.

She understood, appreciated, and even obsessed with this.

After all, such a cute little guy has not been seen for many years. When she is with him, it will even make the heart that has long been withered and old and indifferent to the world beat again.

Watching him quietly from the side step by step from his immature appearance to his current achievements is even more satisfying and joyful.

When the Lord of Jiufeng left, his face was smiling and his eyes were full of affection.

And behind her, the indifferent young man in white took a deep breath after Jiufeng left, turned around and looked at the scroll of portrait enshrined in the secret room.

The drawing paper made of blue dragon skin is immortal for millions of years.

The ink made from the blood of the giant ink shark in the North Sea never fades.

The person who drew this scroll is the leader of the magic path, the great demon Lianbiweng of the West Sea, whose body is cultivated by a brush. Taking a wisp of divine thoughts from many people who have seen the appearance of the Wolf God as the soul, this casual masterpiece completed in one day and one night almost reproduces the appearance of the Wolf God back then.

The man in white clothes smiling with his hands behind his back in the scroll is gentle and free and easy, as if everything in the world is not a problem in his eyes.

If someone who doesn't know the details suddenly sees this painting, he may even think that there is really a person standing here.

For a disciple of Hanyu Mountain like Sun Yan, this scroll is an incomparable treasure. Every time he looks at this painting, he seems to have returned to the days when he was still in Hanyu Mountain and under the seat of the Wolf God.

Carefree, lazy, ignorant of the world...

In the secret room, a teardrop slipped from the corner of the eye of the young man in white clothes.

Under the gentle smile of the man in white, he took a deep breath and bowed down.

"Master, I want to become a demon..."

In the secret room, the young man in white whispered hoarsely but firmly.

"But your disciple will never let you down!"

Outside the secret room, the young man bowed and the sandalwood was ethereal.

Outside the secret room, the sky gradually darkened and the sunset sank in the west. Jiufeng stood at the end of the long corridor of the palace with a smile on her face, quietly overlooking the vast palace complex below.

The green-clothed woman with a veil on her face passed through the evil demons and did not intend to participate in the feast of demons that was about to begin.

The rat demon named the three brothers of Hei Yan laughed and walked towards the banquet hall of the main hall under the guidance of the maid.

In the bright lights, the demons gathered, and the Beiji Tiangui Palace, which had been deserted for a long time, became unusually lively.

And in the vast ice and snow further north, the low roar of the beasts sounded so creepy in the wind and snow. A terrifying black shadow, as huge as a mountain, was walking in the violent snowstorm, silently heading south.

The guests from outside the realm had already taken their seats, standing in the void thousands of miles away, using special magic tools to peek at the scene in the Tiangui Palace, and did not dare to approach easily.

And if you look north, you can see the North Sea further north, with howling winds and fierce snowstorms, and violent snowstorms heading south.

In this far-away northern sky, a great turmoil beyond everyone's expectations is happening...