Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 201 The Agreement with Demon Zunlou
"The unfinished battle with Fei Peng is the thing I regret most. But what does this have to do with the battle between you and me?"

All I can say is that he is worthy of being the domineering Supreme Demon King. The most important thing about being a demon is to do whatever you want.

Having said that, Mo Zunzunlou made another move to take action.

The other party's words left An Yan speechless. It seemed like this.

Bah Bah!

The key is that I don’t want to fight Demon Zunzunlou now!

This is the most important!
An Yan, who was almost led into a dead end by Mo Zhengzhenglou, hurriedly raised his hand to stop him and said, "Wait!!"

Mo Zunzhenglou, who was about to take action, paused again, frowned, and looked at An Yan displeased: "So what?"

The fighting and stopping made him feel uncomfortable all over. He stared at An Yan with dangerous eyes, saying that if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer, this matter would never end today.

Now Mo Zunzunlou mistook himself for the peerless master who taught Feipeng, and An Yan felt very guilty. After all, he was only Jingtian's master, not Feipeng's master.

Seeing Mo Zunzhenglou's attention diverted, An Yan felt relieved, and then revealed his plan to delay the attack.

"Fei Peng used to have no worries and no dreams."

"nature!"

Suddenly, Demon Zhenglou raised his hand and pointed it at An Yan.

"I, Chonglou, never keep my promises, except to Feipeng. So, I promise you."

"Is it because of these things?" Mo Zunzunlou didn't believe it. These things seemed boring to him.

"Feipeng is Feipeng, Sedum is Sedum." An Yan shook his head and chuckled, "I can give you a guarantee that within three hundred days, Feipeng will complete the battle with you that he failed to complete in the past!"

The battle in the New Heaven Realm is still unforgettable for Mo Zunzunlou. Feipeng can be regarded as his first friend and opponent who cherishes each other.

It's a pity that he left Bi Fang's feather fan with Jade for self-defense, otherwise he would have waved the feather fan gently with one hand, which would have shown his superior demeanor.

Seeing Mo Zunzhenglou muttering to himself, An Yan continued to make up nonsense: "So, if you want to get back the original General Feipeng, you must fulfill Jingtian's dream. If a strong man does not realize his dream, he will How can I use my full strength?"

This provocative move made An Yan happy. When he knew that the matter was done, he heard Mo Zhonglou say.

"Is this the reason why you have ended up like this? Feipeng!"

Mo Zunlou was thoughtful and said: "Say!"

It's a pity that the abominable Emperor of Heaven actually demoted Fei Peng to the mortal world because of this incident.

"The current Jingtian is just a mortal with his own emotions and desires. Before he completes his dream, he cannot change back to the single-minded god general Fei Peng he once was."

"Seven emotions and six desires?" Mo Zunzunlou thought of his subordinate Xifeng. At the beginning, he still disdained such an innocent and childish idea, but he did not expect that the former Feipeng would be affected by it.

But in order to prevent the other party from seeing the flaw, he could only bite the bullet and continue to look calm and calm, and he could only end this battle with a determined outcome as soon as possible.

Mo Zhenglou's face darkened, and his eyes were firmly fixed on An Yan. He knew there was something more to the other person's words, so he said, "Is there any way you can let Fei Peng and I continue to finish that battle?"

"Ok!"

Seeing Mo Zunlou's increasingly impatient expression, he did not dare to show off anymore and said: "Demon Lord, can't you really see it? Feipeng has been reincarnated, and there is no way that Jingtian today can be your opponent."

"Now Jingtian has not found a girl he likes to get married, nor has he taken his good brother Maomao to Chang'an, so his heart is full of concern and regret."

"When his dream comes true, it will be the decisive battle between me and Fei Peng."

Knowing that he could not fight Feipeng for the time being, Demon Zhenglou turned into an eagle and flew away, returning to the Demon Realm.

To him, the three hundred days in this world are just a blink of an eye. "call!"

Watching Mo Zunzunlou leave, An Yan finally took a breath and relaxed. Only then did he realize that his backside was already soaked.

He sighed slightly, "The Demon Lord Tower is really terrifying!"

Thinking of Jingtian's performance in the divine realm in the original work, An Yan relaxed his mind, but as a master, he really failed to achieve this level.

An Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, not thinking about it any more.

He was confident that with his help and his understanding of the original plot, Jingtian's ending would definitely not be as tragic as the original.

However, now it is time to train and train Sedum.

In Yong'an, Jingtian held the magic sword and paced back and forth, looking up at the sky from time to time. At this time, the sky had returned to calm, and the dark clouds and lightning had dispersed.

"Master, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Is something going to happen?"

Thinking of a terrible outcome, Jingtian was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly, no, the master has so many magical powers, how could he be defeated by that red-haired monster.

"Sedum!"

The sound from the sky made Jingtian very happy. When he looked up, he saw Master An Yan falling from the sky.

"Master, I knew you were fine!"

"Are you okay? If it weren't for the teacher's desperation, you would have waited to collect the body for me." After landing, An Yan said with a fluke in his tone.

Jingtian's originally happy expression paused, and his face became numb as he said, "Master, is that red-haired monster so powerful?"

"I don't know whether Li is powerful or not. Anyway, he is regarded as the strongest person in the Six Realms. His demon soldiers and generals often cross the Well of Gods and Demons to enter the God Realm."

An Yan patted Jingtian on the shoulder and comforted: "So, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Should I be mentally prepared?" Jingtian was stunned, with an unknown premonition in his heart. He joked with a hint of luck: "Master, you must be teasing me, right?"

"Master, why do you have nothing to do when you are full?" An Yan rolled his eyes, "The other party is here just for you, so you don't have to worry too much. I made a gentleman's agreement with him."

"You will be safe for three hundred days."

"Three hundred days?"

"Then I only have less than a year left to live?"

Jingtian suddenly cried and muttered that he had not yet married a wife, had not yet become the shopkeeper of Yong'an, and had not yet taken Maomao to Chang'an.
"Snapped!"

"Ouch!" Jingtian covered his head with one hand and stared at his seemingly unreliable master aggrievedly, "Master, why did you hit me?"

"You have a teacher here, what are you afraid of?" An Yan said angrily.

Jingtian looked hopeful, "Master, are you going to fight for me then?"

"Master, I'm so touched!"

"You've thought too much. You'll be on the stage when the time comes." An Yan directly exposed Jingtian's illusions, and then said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, in these three hundred days, I will train you to be a talent."

"Now, start practicing!"

As for the magic sword, An Yan showed a complicated expression and first kept it for him.

(End of this chapter)