Wen Renxue, who was at the bottom, was studying the marks on the puppet when he was suddenly shaken by a powerful force and was interrupted before it even started.
"What the hell is Tantai doing again!" Wen Renxue stumbledly placed the puppet, thought about it, and decided to go out and take shelter.
This Qianhan Pagoda has been silent for many years. Now it is suddenly shaken and a large amount of spiritual energy has gathered. I don't know what Tantai did on it.
The matter at hand was suddenly interrupted, and Wen Renxue had no intention of continuing. Thinking of Wu Yue who was punished to guard Purgatory, he paused and headed towards Purgatory.
Wu Yue looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and said in surprise: "What are you doing here, Master Po?"
But I secretly wondered in my heart that he only came back from the human world because of the incident in the Demon Palace.
Wen Renxue saluted her, and then his eyes fell on her wound that had not healed for a long time: "Your Majesty asked me to come and see the injury."
In fact, it was not Tantai's order, it was Wen Renxue who overheard the conversation between several Youshes and knew that Venerable Wu Yue's injuries had become more and more serious since that night. With a rare kindness, she came here to have a look.
"Why is it so badly injured?" When he saw the hideous wounds on Wu Yue's body, Wen Renxue took a breath and treated the wounds carefully: "If the pain is severe, please be patient, sir."
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Wu Yue's face didn't change: "I can still bear it, just do it."
I have survived these days, not less than a moment and a half.
"The wound heals so slowly, I don't know who touched it." Wen Renxue looked at it carefully.
Wu Yue's face flashed with a hint of contemplation: "That person is at the stage of transcending tribulation."
During the Tribulation Period, among the six realms today, the only one who lives in the bitter cold land of the northwest is Wuchen Dao Zun.
Wen Renxue heard the meaning behind her words: "It can't be her."
"Why is it impossible?"
"Taoist Master Wuchen has been hiding in the northwest for many years and rarely shows up. Since she secretly sent the Mayfly Saint He Youzi to come last time, it means that it is difficult for her to get out of the northwest."
The six realms are so vast. Maybe that person has broken through the tribulation stage, but he is hiding in secret, trying to draw everyone's attention to Taoist Wuchen who cannot prove his innocence.
Wu Yue was silent, obviously thinking of this.
Wen Renxue comforted: "The appearance of the puppet this time is no small matter. Your Majesty, you don't need to think too much. Just leave everything to me and Your Majesty. You have to trouble Your Majesty to protect the safety of the Demon Palace."
This time he is far away in the human world. If Wu Yue had not cooperated with His Majesty, the Demon Palace would have suffered even greater losses.
"I am originally from the demon world, and it is my job to protect the demon palace." Wu Yue frowned.
"I am not good at eloquence, so I will not interfere in this matter. If there is anything important, just talk to me."
It is not without reason that Wen Renxue can take the position of second-in-command in the Demon Realm. His brain alone is very special among the big bosses in the Demon Realm.
Wen Renxue took out a specially made medicine for her wounds, curled her lips and said, "I said the wrong thing."
"Your Majesty, you should take a good rest. Otherwise, how can I, the young master, explain this to you?"
He believed that if Rong Huan knew about it, he would run away and rush back without caring about his own life.
Wu Yue felt a little uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"
After thinking for a while, he said, "Don't say this to him. This guy is used to getting angry."
"Haha~" Wen Renxue smiled but said nothing.
Suddenly, he saw a ray of red light flashing on Wu Yue's wound. Wen Renxue's quick eyes and quick hands controlled the red light in the palm of his hand.
"What's this?"
"It must have been left by that person." Wenren came closer and smelled a faint fragrance.
This smell is very familiar to him.
He was the murderer who killed his Wen family!!
When he dragged his broken body back from the Endless Sea to the Wen family, the Wen family was also burned by flames. In the sea of fire that filled the sky, he smelled this smell and remembered it in his mind from then on.
Wen Renxue wriggled her lips, her fox eyes were deep and cold, as deep as a whirlpool, her hanging hand was clenched suddenly, and the veins on her arm were bulging.
He clenched his fists to prevent his emotions from being exposed.
When he first heard about the emergence of puppetry, he could still endure it. Now that the traces of the murderer have been revealed, he needs to be more patient.
"Wen Renxue, are you okay?" Wu Yue looked at him with something wrong on his expression.
"fine."
Wen Renxue closed her eyes and exhaled a deep breath. The corners of her eyes were scarlet, her chin was tense, and there was dark color surging in her eyes.
He gritted his teeth and bandaged Wu Yue's wounds.
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It was already past noon when Tantai came out with He Baobao, who had fallen into a coma due to the outburst of spiritual energy.
The little guy slept soundly, still chirping in his arms.
Tantai took her to Qiyuan Hall and ordered the witch to guard her.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Poison has sent someone to invite you over. He said he has something important to discuss." The manager stood outside and spoke to the inside.
"Yeah." Tantai responded.
Wen Renxue was able to invite someone to come over at this time, presumably because she discovered something.
Tantai covered He Baobao with a quilt. He knew that she had already achieved cultivation, but he still habitually wrapped her up like a silkworm baby. Subconsciously, he still treated her as before.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and He Baobao slowly wakes up.
Looking at the familiar roof, she relaxed lazily. She knew that this was the room of the big devil.
After rolling around on the big bed for a few times, He Baobao put on his clothes, picked up his shoes, and slowly opened the door.
"Little master." The witches greeted her.
"Where's the big devil?"
"Your Majesty went up to Master Du's cave."
As for He Baobao's name for his lord, no one in the entire Demon Palace knows it.
He Baobao nodded.
"Little master, please ask someone to bring you some food."
It's time for dinner now. Lest Baby He wakes up hungry, the kitchen is always ready with food.
Especially those chefs, after their breakthroughs, their craftsmanship became even better, and they really wanted to let He Baobao, a great benefactor, have a taste of their craftsmanship.
"I'm not hungry yet."
He Baobao took two steps with messy hair, only to find those witches following her: "Why are you following me?"
"Your Majesty has ordered us to follow the young master at all times."
"Follow me if you want." He Baobao pouted, showing no intention of not letting them follow.
This and that is just the thought of not wanting the big devil.
He Baobao walked around, like an old man taking a walk, swinging slowly with his little hands behind his back.
As soon as I woke up, I felt as light as a swallow, refreshed and refreshed. The spiritual energy seemed to be emanating from my bones, and my whole body was full of vitality.
"What's going on? It's so good. Why did the people from the Xuanji Sect suddenly come to visit?" Two witches passed by her and whispered to He Baobao.
If it were in the past, she would definitely not be able to hear it.
What did the people from Xuanji Sect come to the Demon Realm? Who did they send here?
Thinking of what happened that night, He Baobao instantly connected the purpose of this person's coming with the puppet.
She stopped the two witches and said, "Sisters, do you know who came from the Xuanji Gate?"
"Greetings, young master." The two of them saluted, "This is Xie Yuan, the second senior fellow of the Xuanji Sect."