Whoosh swish swish swish!

Xia Ji grabbed the shark with his left hand and the little tree demon with his right hand. As he stepped on the ground, the distance was shortened.

Although it is impossible to reach the point where Su Tianlong travels thousands of miles apart,

However, he was still very fast.

In less than a day, he had arrived at the temple of the headquarters of the Church of Death.

As soon as he arrived in front of the door, his expression moved, because all the people who were vengeful spiritual monks.

Before we knew it, these monks had quietly occupied the Church of Death?

This is a real dog...

When those vengeful monks saw him and the monks, they immediately felt awe.

Both parties confirmed their eyes and understood that they were their own people.

It is because of Xia Ji's identity that even though they secretly occupied the temple and covered the eyes and ears of some senior cadres in the temple, they did not interfere with Miaomiao and Mrs. Xue.

After all, he is his own boss.

Then, the vengeful monks separated and respectfully allowed Xia Ji and Jun Wu to enter the temple...

...

Xia Ji came to the depths of the headquarters.

In a small courtyard full of spiritual energy, there was a pile of snow over the ankle.

Mrs. Xue was sitting under the eaves to cook tea.

Miaomiao was wrapped in a red cotton jacket, and her cheeks were a little unhealthy red, which appeared on her slightly morbid white cheeks, like a doll with powder and rouge.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes hanging down, as if she was in a daze.

Maybe she was tired, so she yawned, then her head swayed, and then fell asleep.

Gudu...gudu...gudu...gudu...

The teapot lid jumped.

“The water is boiling.”

Mrs. Xue got up, her white silk stockings stomped on the floor, and ran over to grab the kettle. She had a graceful figure, her eyes were narrowed, and her long hair was swinging like a wind willow when she bent over, which was particularly passionate.

She grabbed the kettle and went to the corner of the wall, looking for a thermal water bottle and was about to rush up.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and her slightly bent body suddenly twisted back.

The door opened and a familiar person walked into the door.

Mrs. Xue's red lips opened slightly, and joy appeared in her eyes. She couldn't help but want to run over, but quickly restrained her excessive joy, instead nodded slightly and signaled to see the teacher.

She turned her head and glanced at the sleeping master's wife, her eyes turned back and wanted to shout.

But Xia Ji in the distance shook his head...

The slaughter and the little tree demon behind him looked here curiously.

The little tree demon is really curious. Now it is full of curiosity about everything in the world.

Shi Shi was curious about who Xia Ji was. Now that he saw that he had arrived at home, he was naturally curious about this home.

Jade raised his eyes and saw a female monk, and then saw Miaomiao sleeping against the wall.

That face made him feel a strange feeling...

That's a sense of familiarity.

Not familiar with him.

Instead, it comes from a higher dimension of familiarity.

So, Shin-san asked, “Who is she?”

Xia Ji said: "It's my wife."

Jun was a little confused, but his cognition was limited to this and he could not go any further. However, this sense of familiarity was not biased towards hatred, but towards friendship in his heart, which made him very strange.

Resentful spirits have always been hated, so how can they feel friendly to others?

On the other side, Mrs. Xue looked at the two little boys that Xia Ji brought back with curiosity, and turned around and said, "I'll flush the water first."

Xia Ji said: "You will teach these two children carefully in the future. In the future, I will choose another human boy and you will teach them together."

The little tree demon responded obediently.

Shi Wu immediately withdrew his thoughts, and he didn't want to agree at all: "Why should she teach me?"

Xia Ji said: "She is your senior sister and teaches for me."

When Jun Wu heard that his master was still Xia Ji, he was a little better, but he still asked: "Are you..."

As he asked, he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "You are the one who killed Qiongqi and Yazi!

No, you have the aura of the ancient master, why can you maintain such an independent consciousness?

What you did was not helping Hei Chao at all."

Xia Ji laughed and said, "Little guy, don't forget your current identity..."

Wu Wu really didn't recognize the situation, so he rushed up with his fists.

Xia Ji raised two fingers and pointed them on Bai Han's forehead, blocking his progress...

The boy danced in two circles with his hands, his legs kept pushing on the ground, and stepped on many snowflakes.

Looking from the side, it's quite cute.

Xia Ji laughed and said gently: "Although it's a seal, you have a real life to start over now. Wouldn't it be nice?"

Shi Wu was stunned and stopped waving his fists.

Xia Ji said: "You will have classmates, teachers, senior sisters, and a road to practicing Taoism."

As long as you integrate into all this, you will have real friends in the future, and you may even find a Taoist partner.

How much difference is this from reincarnation?”

The silence was stunned.

He thought about it carefully and it seemed that this was the truth.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I? Now the world is overturning... The disaster is coming, I want to save people, and I want to save myself."

"Hmph! You can't do it."

"It's up to man."

"Ha...human things? Even gods can't do it? If you seal it, I'm awesome. If you can maintain your independent consciousness, you can still be awesome. But... you still can't change anything."

Just as he was talking, Mrs. Xue had already washed the water.

Perhaps because she had lived with Miaomiao for so long, there was a bit of human fireworks on her body. She rubbed her thin little hands and said while angering, "Two junior brothers, come and sit inside."

The little tree demon walked over obediently, thinking that this senior sister was so friendly.

With his hips and eyebrows, he said, "Junior brother?! Woman, do you know who I am?"

Who can understand his feelings?

A few days ago, he was the resentful master of the Killing Tribulation on this continent. He fought fiercely in all directions and appeared as a boss.

However, in the final battle, he was prostituted by a man who fell from the sky.

He made himself an idiot, and let himself work hard with him to seal himself.

But who could have thought of it?

If someone else had been stunned, maybe he would ask "Who are you?", but Mrs. Xue had a close smile. She walked to the eaves, her small feet wrapped in silk stockings reached into two leather boots, and then walked down two small wooden steps.

She walked to Xia Ji, grabbed the little tree demon's hand with her left hand, and held the hand with her right hand, and said gently: "It's cold outside. If you want to say anything, go into the house first... The fire in the fireplace has not been extinguished, it's warm."

Jun Wu wanted to refuse, but he suddenly realized that it was really cold, and the woman in front of him was a little too gentle. Now that his life level has decreased, he can naturally feel the tenderness. During this time of dazedness, his hand was already pulled.

The dignified resentful master, who almost exterminated the entire Yanzhou land with the resentful spiritual monk, was like an ordinary boy, led by the woman in white and walked towards the house.

Gugugugu...

Suddenly, an inexplicable noise came.

This sound actually came from the belly of the resentful master.

After all, the little tree demon was a little intelligent. He turned his head and looked at Shiba, then pointed his finger at his stomach, and cut his finger: "You are hungry! You must be hungry! Hahaha!"

The slap covers his face.

It's embarrassing.

The little tree demon looked up at Mrs. Xue, and said obediently in a glutinous voice: "Senior sister, are I right?"
To be continued...