The dark and endless Lihua Village is full of dead trees and not a blade of grass grows.

Shen Yujin walked slowly in the dust.

His eyes were calm and his lips were smiling, as if he were walking in a paradise uncontested by the world. His clothes were flowing and as elegant as the wind.

however.

Shan Yu's pupils tightened as his slender fingers strangled his neck.

His face turned red, "Who are you?"

"who am I?"

Shen Yujin paused and looked down at him, "You were ordered to come here to kill me, but now you ask who I am, isn't it ridiculous?"

After saying that, he continued to drag the person in his hand and walked towards a towering dead tree in the village.

At this time, Shan Yu saw with his own eyes the darkness flashing through the eyes of the seemingly weak man, which seemed to be able to absorb all the light.

"you……"

His eyes were full of disbelief, "You actually know the dream weaving technique of Demon Lord Ye Wuxin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and his back hit the thick tree trunk hard, and he suddenly met the man's dark eyes.

"Tell me, where is Xuantian?"

Shen Yujin's clear voice was inexplicably seductive, making people want to speak out their innermost thoughts.

Shan Yu's consciousness was in a trance, and the handsome face in front of him instantly turned into a cold-faced man with a sword wound on the left cheek.

"Lord Demon Lord, what are you doing?"

I heard him ask slowly: "Where is Xuantian? I have something to do with him."

"If you want to find my master, let go of your hands first!"

"Speak quickly if you have anything to say. You must know that I don't have that much patience."

Shan Yu, who was thrown heavily to the ground, stood up, wiped the dust from his body, and said in a cold voice: "My master said that the spiritual stones you owed me before have not been repaid, and I don't want to see you."

"Really?" Shen Yujin raised his eyebrows.

It’s been 100 years, but I didn’t expect Ye Wuxin to be in such a state of despair!

"Ha~" he chuckled, "Spiritual stone is a spiritual stone, why don't we talk about another thing, why does the beauty come back to the eyes of the world?"

"Your fourth junior brother Shan Fei went around looking for naturally charming people to make medicine, and used my unique secret medicine to sell without permission. How dare you ask me about the spiritual stone?"

"Didn't you personally use the formula of Beauty Incense in the Yin and Yang Realm outside Banyin City to pay off the debt?" Shan Yu didn't know why, so he added, "Your Majesty forgot, the spirit stone obtained was divided equally between the two parties. In July this year Fourteenth night..."

At this point, he finally discovered the problem, "No, you're not Ye Wuxin!"

"Of course I am not that mouse hiding in the gutter. The world of cultivation cannot tolerate him, and he does not dare to go to the world of demons. He has survived so far and still dares to jump out and seek death."

Shen Yujin spoke carelessly.

But there was a trace of extreme fear in Shan Yu's eyes, "Is the mysterious demon king in the demon world now you?"

"I didn't expect you to have deceived everyone. Not even Jun Heng, the number one immortal sect in the world of cultivation, was able to find out. You hid it so well, lied about not having any cultivation, and had your spiritual roots cut off!"

"Now that you know everything, there's no need to keep you anymore." Shen Yujin smiled lowly.

Before Shan Yu could beg for mercy, a crisp sound came from his throat.

At the same time, Nascent Soul, which had just broken free from the dantian, was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

He was really scared!

The Nascent Soul is the second life of a monk. Once it is damaged and the soul is incomplete, even if it goes to the underworld to be reincarnated, it is afraid that it will only have the path of an animal.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Sir Demon Lord, have mercy on me. If you want to know anything, just ask. I will know everything and tell you everything. Please show mercy."

"No need, I already know." Shen Yujin's voice was as gentle as the wind.

next second.

Shan Yu watched helplessly as a hand that was so white that it had no flaws slowly closed in, and his Nascent Soul instantly turned into black smoke.

"boom!"

There was a violent tremor in the distance.

Shen Yujin suddenly looked back, sensing the person coming, a smile appeared in his affectionate eyes, "My little Jiu'er came so quickly."

……

Jiang Lijiu stepped into the formation, and the dark barren mountains and dead bones in front of him suddenly dispersed like water and ink.

What appeared immediately was a small village that was isolated from the rest of the world.

The pear blossoms are all over the mountain, and they are like rain.

Her phoenix eyes shimmered slightly, knowing that this was probably the Lihua Village where Shen Yujin lived more than 100 years ago.

"Brother Shen, come quickly."

A soft and sweet voice came.

Jiang Lijiu looked at the sound and his heart skipped a beat.

Under the pear tree, a little girl in a pink dress stood on a huge rock, her phoenix eyes as curved as crescent moons.

She waved her hand, and at the end of the path, a little boy wearing a scholar's long shirt folded his books and put them behind his back. He came walking in steps and coaxed helplessly, "Xiao Jiu'er, be obedient and come down quickly."

The boy's face was childish, but Jiang Lijiu recognized it at a glance. It was Shen Yujin.

And that little girl, nearly a hundred years apart, is exactly the same as she was when she was a child!

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts?

She knew in her heart that she shouldn't think so much.

but……

I heard him calling Su Yuling, who was picked up by the Su family, "Xiao Jiuer".

My heart felt like I had been stabbed.

Even after he was reborn and found out that he was used as a substitute by Yuan Zhen, he just felt ridiculous.

At this moment, all I felt was panic.

The little girl was held by the hand and walked away with the little boy. The golden afterglow fell at their feet and everything became blurry.

"Master..."

Jiang Lijiu followed quickly, with pear blossoms falling everywhere. It wasn't until the surrounding scenery disappeared that he realized that he was standing in the ruins.

There is only one towering pear tree stretching up to the sky, with layers of snow on its branches and petals as dense as rain.

under the tree.

The man dressed in white sat on the ground with his back against a tree trunk.

His eyes were lightly closed and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was in a dream.

Alive and intact.

Jiang Lijiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, moved lightly, and walked forward slowly.

Suddenly I felt something stepped on my feet. I lowered my head and saw that it was a black skull ring, and there was a soul-calling flag in the grass beside it.

At almost a glance, she recognized that it belonged to the second disciple of Demon Dao Tianxuan and was an object of good desire.

Apparently, he should have been killed by Demon Lord Ye Wuxin.

Thinking of this, she put away the things on the ground and carefully looked around. Seeing nothing unusual, she quickly came to the tree and stretched out her hand to feel for Shen Yujin's slender neck.

His pulse was as weak as ever, but there was no danger to his life.

"Master?" She called softly.

Shen Yujin's thick eyelashes trembled, but she didn't wake up.

Jiang Lijiu was afraid that the moody Demon Lord would leave and come back, so he picked up the unconscious man on the ground and flew away quickly, joined the Master and Disciple of Han Qing Xianjun, and left Xiaoling Mountain together.

in the carriage.

Immortal Lord Hanqing frowned while feeling his pulse, "Young Master Shen has a dream-weaving spell in his body. If you can't see through it yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up. After three days, your spirit will be dead and your soul will be extinct."

"With this technique, only the people he trusts the most can enter the dream and wake him up."

"Can you call the leader?" Jiang Lijiu asked.

Jun Yan hurriedly shook his head, "It's useless to call him. My uncle and my brother may have had a deep hatred in the past life. The two of them have never been able to talk well, for fear that they can't even enter the dream world."

Hearing this, Jiang Lijiu frowned slightly, and after a long while, he said slowly: "Why don't you let me try."

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