"I have been practicing for more than 600 years. Xiong Sheng only wishes to see the Emperor Immortal. If I hadn't been giving some advice to me, I would have no idea where I was."

"Uncle, it's fine if you look like a bear and a cat, but why don't you have a good memory?

I have told you a hundred and eighty times, and the person who is the Ninth Heaven has fallen down. In my opinion, I should not practice any immortality. Even the emperor immortal is not immortal or demon. Why do we need to practice immortality?"

"You are young and don't know anything. Everything that the superiors do is beyond our ability to measure. The emperor and immortals have their own intentions. The resentment in the world gathers together. I don't know how many lonely ghosts have been overcome. Even the road to the reincarnated ghosts have been flattened. It sounds like this, except that they are a little unstable than before, there is nothing to do with it."

"Why is there no obstacle? What if the Emperor Immortal enters the demonic path? How can I finish my eggs when I collapse the nest? It is better to abandon the immortals early and become demons early!"

"The Nine Heavens Ten ** concealed the big news. We scattered immortals will never pay attention to it. We will die ahead at that time!"

Yanzhi stood at the distant hill and listened, unable to help but be worried. The little dragon in her arms was also awakened. She couldn't see her mother and started to get tearful again.

Yanzhi hurriedly touched his head, "When he gets angry, I will find a way to send you back and return it to your father and mother, and your grandfather, be good, don't cry..."

Xiaolong whimpered, lay his head on Yanzhi's arm and drooped his eyes, and whined from time to time, very pitiful.

Yanzhi pinched his soft and tender little dragon horn, and felt very weak.

She actually boasted about Haikou. She is now a clay Buddha crossing the river and she is unable to protect herself.

Ye Rong was unstable at that time, and she hated him in her heart. Naturally, she didn't speak well, but she became a ignition expert...

He was so angry that he turned the water of the East China Sea upside down. The entire East China Sea was almost burned, and Long Zi was almost worn to death by him. If Gu Mengli had not been taken by the immortal official in time, the reason for the Central Plains would have been, I am afraid that the East China Sea would have been filled with mountains.

Yanzhi looked at the little dragon in his arms again. He really didn't expect that Gusong was not an immortal. He clearly wanted to pull him down step by step. After all, the Taoist practice of tens of millions of years was dispersed, and he became a fallen immortal and could never return to the immortal path again.

When she thought of this, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She was the one who harmed him.

Yanzhi couldn't help but droop his eyebrows and eyes, holding the heavy dragon in his arms, slowly walked halfway up the mountain, and the flowers all over the mountains stretched out, and then they arrived at the place where they lived.

Since he brought himself and Xiaolong here, he left. He had no news for several days, and he didn't know where he went?

Yanzhi pushed open the fence and walked in, but heard the slight sound of Buddha passing the flowers on her back clothes. She turned around and saw that he was indeed back.

But... the body was covered with blood, even the eyebrows were stained with blood, which made the fallen fairy pattern between the eyebrows become brighter and red, and even the eyes were faintly filled with bright red blood. The blood fell down the slender fingers, falling on the blooming wild grass and flowers, becoming more and more dazzling.

Xiaolong was frightened by his evil aura and hid in Yanzhi's elbow and shivered. He was only five years old. He was scared back to his prototype by Ye Rong before, but he still couldn't go back now. Now he didn't dare to look at him when he saw him.

Yanzhi looked at him and felt a deep heart. Is the scattered immortal in the mountains wrong? How can one have the compassionate heart of an immortal if he becomes a fallen immortal? If he is too deeply obsessed with extreme extremes, how can he be worried everywhere?

It's a matter of time before he gets into the devil's way...

Ye Rong walked step by step from the romance of the mountain flowers in the distance. When he approached her, Yanzhi didn't dare to look up at him. His appearance was so terrible that he had long lost the Shen Mu Qingya of being an immortal. She even felt that he would kill herself the next moment...

Ye Rong's eyebrows and eyes were covered with blood, making her skin look fair and white. Her complexion became more and more confusing. She suddenly reached out and touched her face and said in a shallow voice: "Teacher, I haven't seen you for so long, don't you even want to see A Rong?"

Yanzhi felt a wet feeling on her face, and a faint smell of blood came from the tip of her nose. She raised her eyelashes and met his eyes. She couldn't help but tremble in her heart. His eyes were as red as if they were about to drip blood, and she felt so furious.

She frowned slightly and couldn't help but open her eyes and didn't say a word.

Ye Rong chuckled, moved his hand slowly down, placed it on Xiaolong's head, and pinched the little dragon horn slightly. The little dragon horn was dyed with blood all at once, and the little dragon shook into a quail in Rouge's arms.

Ye Rong glanced at Yanzhi before walking into the house.

Yanzhi stood for a long time and hurriedly carried the frightened Xiaolong into the next room, then went outside to pick up a basin of clear water and put it into the room, and saw him sitting in the dark and looking at him quietly.

Yanzhi hesitated for a long time before whispering: "I'll wash it for you..."

She stood silently for a long time but didn't see him respond. He was extremely uncomfortable when he saw him. So she gritted her teeth and walked up to him, put the basin on the table, carried the wet cloth dry, and was about to reach out to wipe it for him, but she didn't know where to start.

They are not familiar with each other now, and they can be said to be very strange. She didn't even dare to touch him. They made such a bad fuss in the end, but they knew it was a misunderstanding, and they could not pretend that her hurt words had never happened.

The room was so quiet that the needle could be heard falling. When Yanzhi saw him looking over, she hurriedly reached out to gently wipe the blood from his eyebrows and eyes.

As he got closer, Yanzhi felt his gaze fall on his face, his whole body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but slow down his breath a little.

She wiped it a few times, then quickly put the cloth in a basin and wet it and dried it, and her movements were extremely stiff.

But he reached out to take the cloth from her hand, pulled himself to sit on his lap, and reached out to gently embraced her slender waist.

Yanzhi trembled slightly, and quickly reached out to support his shoulder, but felt a wetness. His clothes were stained with blood, and gradually wet her clothes, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He looked at Yanzhi for a long time, slowly raised his hand and wiped her face gently, with a gentle force. The two of them leaned much closer than they were on their heads. Yanzhi could feel his slight breathing and spray it on his face slightly itchy.

Yanzhi's eyes flashed slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her whole body was so stiff.

After Ye Rong finished wiping carefully, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Are you afraid of me?"

Yanzhi kept silent and said that she was not afraid of it, but she was the one who was causing this. What qualifications did she have to say that she was afraid?

Ye Rong lowered his eyelashes slightly, "If you don't want to accompany me, forget it. I have no way to go back now..."

Yanzhi felt ache in her heart when she heard this, and she couldn't care much. She hurriedly wrapped her neck around him and hugged him, and said softly: "I'm willing to accompany you..."

Ye Rong sneered lightly and said a little sarcastic, "Didn't the Master say he is unwilling to walk the underworld with me, why bother to force himself to do what he is unwilling to do?"

Yanzhi choked hard, and when she remembered what she said, her face became hot. She lowered her eyes and dared not move. She wanted to say that it was a misunderstanding, but after looking at him, she didn't dare to answer, she only dared to murmur: "No force...

I was so angry because of Gu Mengli's words at that time..."

It would be fine if she didn't mention this, but when she mentioned it, she revealed a long paragraph.

Ye Rong sneered and threw the wet cloth in his hand into the basin, "You believe whatever others say. Have you ever thought of me?"

The water in the basin splashed, and Yanzhi trembled slightly. She said the wrong thing. She should have said Gusong, but now she can't say it anymore. There is only one chance. If she talks more, she will make a quibble in front of him.

Seeing that he looked at him without saying a word, Yanzhi looked colder and colder, so she hurriedly went up to kiss him, coaxing him, "I miss you, I dream of you..."

Ye Rong's expression eased slightly, the blood in his eyes faded a lot, and he looked at her and said, "What do you miss me?"

Yanzhi couldn't answer it. At that time, she thought about everything, but she didn't dare to think about him. It was like a thorn, and it would hurt people when exposed.

Ye Rong locked her waist and tried a little harder. After a moment, she let go of her and stood up. "I can't answer this way. I think other people's peaches are delicious. I'm like this now... I can't give you such delicious peaches."

Yanzhi was so excited that he thought of something else. He had known that she wouldn't eat that peach, and there was something wrong with it...

How can she be like this? With his memory and unforgiving nature, this account will be at least turned to the first life. How can she stand firm? Without him thinking about it, how can she coax it?

She hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him, and said with shamelessness: "I don't like peaches, how can peaches be as good as Arong?"

Ye Rong calmed down a little, "What if the person who gave you peaches came to exchange for me?"

Yanzhi didn't care about her shamelessness anymore, and said firmly: "I want you one if you come."

Ye Rong finally smiled when she heard this, lowered her head and pecked her lips lightly, kissed her again and again, and slowly changed her taste.

Yanzhi was kissed by him and stepped back step by step, leaned on the table behind, and slowly sat on the table. He hugged himself and said in a low voice: "Teacher, I really didn't expect to treat you like this. If I had known that you liked it, I would have..."

Yanzhi shrank her toes so embarrassed that she wanted to shrink. What do you think? There is someone who is so blindly buckled! She hurriedly covered his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The author has something to say:

Danqingshou: "Thank you for selling kidney thunder, Momoda~ I've been waiting for a long time. I've probably complained about the finale for about a hundred... I like this ending quite well, it's simply perfect hahaha."

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