The old devil dodged and stopped in front of Chen Yang.
"Um?"
"Old devil, what do you mean?"
Chen Yang touched his chin and smiled without saying a word.
He thought to himself: "I won't mention that matter first anyway, let's see who can't help it?"
"Whoever mentions it first will be the grandson."
Chen Yang made up his mind that he would take the initiative.
Before, he only promised to get the magic method related to the old devil's arm.
But he didn't agree to use this technique to summon that inhuman arm, giving the old devil a chance to get his power back.
"These are completely two different things."
"Now, it's business."
"It's a business, so you have the initiative and the right to bargain."
Chen Yang was ready to give this old devil a good beating.
"As for regaining power..."
Chen Yang sneered and said to himself: "Old devil, old devil, you have underestimated the power of the Yin Demon Sect."
The old devil seemed to have guessed his plan, and he actually resisted and did not mention the arm.
He pondered for a moment and said: "It has been a long time since I visited the human world. Tens of thousands of years ago, there was no such a gorgeous house. Even if it was a magician's palace, it was nothing more than this."
"Magic Palace?"
When Chen Yang heard this new term, his ears perked up involuntarily.
The next second, he reacted, coughed slightly, and swallowed the question again.
"...I won't ask."
"...I am anxious for you."
"...If you lay the bait, do I have to bite the hook?"
Chen Yang looked impatient and signaled the old devil to speak quickly if he had anything to say.
The old devil almost didn't mention it in one breath.
He held back his breath and said in a low voice: "With such a luxurious house outside, I would like to use magic to steal a chicken from hundreds of miles away to entertain guests. Isn't it inappropriate?"
"Is there any sense in serving tea to a guest outside the door without inviting him in?"
Chen Yang burst out laughing.
If he wanted to embarrass the old devil again, he could do it, but it was not necessary.
I feel sorry for this old devil, even the etiquette has been lost.
The old devil from ten thousand years ago knew a lot about etiquette, and the etiquette was even worse than his age.
Chen Yang stretched out his hand to invite: "Please, old devil."
After he put on the inviting posture, with a thought in his mind, the door of Qushui Lanting opened with a crash.
A man, a woman, and two waiters bowed in welcome.
Both of them are tall and beautiful, with one hand behind their back and the other in front of them.
The old devil just took a glance and knew that these two people were just a ray of yin energy captured by Beppu Technique in the ancient tomb in the wilderness and acted as waiters. They were not worth mentioning.
The reason why he took a glance was because of the service they both had.
Actually, it's nothing, just a shirt and vest.
Step on the steps on the water, cross the Qushui, pass by the Orchid Pavilion, and enter the hotel.
The style of Huizhou architecture made Lao Mo take another look.
God knows that this old devil has been suppressed in Qi Zong for thousands of years. He may have never seen anything but caves.
Later, he ran to the Yin Demon Sect in a hurry. He stayed up day and night, how could he see a ghost?
The majestic demon who has lived for thousands of years was actually enlightened by Beppu magic in an ancient tomb in a deserted suburb of Chen Yang.
The old devil knew that he couldn't hide it from Chen Yang's eyes, so he simply didn't hide it and said with emotion:
"Thousands of years have passed, like a knife or a saw, and I have grown old."
Chen Yang smiled and said nothing.
He extended his hand to invite him again and led the old devil through the main hall. Instead of going up the stairs, he bypassed a curtain and stepped into the back side of the first floor of Qushui Lanting.